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Banyak orang di dunia ini bertanya apa arti hidupnya. Ada yang mengukur arti hidupnya dengan uang. Orang lain mengukurnya dengan kesuksesan. Tapi kalau itu artinya hidup, apakah orang yang miskin dan papa tidak memiliki arti hidup? Orang kaya bisa jatuh miskin. Orang sehat bisa jatuh sakit. Orang terpandang bisa jadi hina. Saya juga bisa begitu. Anda juga bisa begitu. Apa yang sebenarnya menjadi arti hidup bagi manusia?

Mengundang teman2 sekalian untuk boleh hadir pada acara :

Philosophy of Life
240 North Bridge Road, lantai 5

Sabtu, tanggal 11,18,25 Agustus dan 1 September
Pk 17.00

Tidak ada makan gratis. Tidak ada band gratis. Tidak ada es krim gratis. Tapi kami menjamin akan ada Firman Tuhan yang diberitakan =)

Cya there!

Organized by : Gereja Reformed Injili Indonesia di Singapura
http://www.grii-singapore.org/

pattayaing bangkoking and kling!

how's life everyone?

this blog looks so dead :P

so many things have occured for the past few weeks and being the lazy pat, i will have a hard time describing everything. So in summary, I'm back from Jakarta and I'm off to Thailand and Malaysia!

somehow I didn't feel as if I'm going Thailand for choir competition, it felt like a trip :P

oh ya, maybe i should update that my tummy is getting bigger too.
I ate so much nice Indonesian food

soto betawi
bakso
gado-gado
sate blora
kerupuk ikan ( it goes with everything )
sate padang
martabak
the nice bubur sukabumi with salty sauce and krupuk
....

and I have to come back to Singapore to face eating places, which happen to be the same everywhere.... Yong Tau Foo, chicken rice, dumpling noodle, nasi padang, .... enough already.

I watched harpot just now. I felt like doing a mission impossible scene just now when I had to rush from home to NUS, to comp cen, to forum, to chem eng department office, to bus stop, sweaty-sweaty, and in the end I got to rest inside the cinema. I think I look like orang gila just now.

Well, in the end I got to eat sushi (which I craved for so long already...). I'm happy :)

By the way, I found some old photos (well, not so old), which reminded me of MARITA! I wonder how she's doing right now back in Indo. I miss making fun of Sherly with her. MAROOOOOOOOO!!!


in front of Dunman High Hostel, after school, erlin with her awfully pink bag, both of them with ugly brown guitar bag... and I'm wondering whether we felt MALU doing that in front of the security guard.

Another ga tau malu pose, and hey, my uniforms are inherited from senior's one..


Smiling from ear to ear, inside a cab.. reminds me of how we always like to use our "magic hand" and waste our money by taking cabs


another sweet pose...


proof that we were so BOROS last time..


ah, I kinda miss the old times, but to think about it, time were spent rather carelessly, irresponsibly, and well, selfishly.

It's time to learn and move on.

yeay yeay celebration celebration!

We are pleased to inform you that your accommodation application has been SELECTED.

You are offered to stay in:

PRINCE GEORGE'S PARK

Your room is:

BLK 7 #5-B
Unit Mailing Address #05-12-B

In other words, type A room!
Hurrah hurrah!
Aircon and attached bathroom!
Celebration!

I just hope I don't rot inside the room :P

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the earth hear His voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, let the people rejoice!

Dedicated To Connie Talbot

Watch or Regret!
Hahaha...
I think I really DO like little kids
I was touched by her innocent voice, and I cried :p
(I even cried when I was watching Finding Nemo, so yes I'm weird)

cute

I found some cute photos in my phone. Ahh. how I miss the kids in Pulau Kubung!
Being a kindergarten teacher there was indeed very difficult, very demanding, requiring a great deal of patience. I remember many fights, not just normal hit you here pinch you there but really the violent hostile pulling of hair, smack down, punch, kampung style! and also remember myself getting hit very hardly on my hand while trying to protect one kid from being beaten up by another kid. I remember teaching 11 kids and only 2 are listening. I remember all the crying to get attention and I have to carry more than 5 kids one by one, swinging them around like a plane to stop them from crying too much. Yusita even told me that I am strong :p. Well, this and that. However, their cuteness will just melt all the annoying and irritating side of them. This reminds me of what Pak Tong said about why there is so little love left in this world : because human beings just love to focus on the weaknesses of their counterparts, making it so difficult for them to love others. I love the kids (maybe because of their cuteness :p) and therefore continue to teach for 9 days! though the last day I almost died of exhaustion :p

What I like from Nodame (from Nodame Cantabile) is that eventhough she was pursuing music degree in university, her ambition is to be a kindergarten teacher, dedicating her time composing music for the kids. Seriously, I admire her. Rarely do kindergarten teachers get appreciation, acknowledgment from the kids (they just wanna play) or the parents (all the credits should go to them). Maybe instead they get all the blame when things go wrong.



Riko, the son of one of the teachers there
I think he is the cutest, but he likes to cry the most
He's kinda flirting with the photographer :p


The yellow stuff is railroad combined together.
The other stuff is Wesley, the guy who likes to fight
oh ya, he even asked me to be his girlfriend on the first day :p


This kid is forced to wear the railroad hat by the photographer :p


This is a kid gone crazy :p
Indra being "punished" after a game
he was asked to dance, and there you go
now people should understand why he is called "kakak angsa"

cool eh?

I was rather irritated when I saw swearing words appearing on people’s msn nicks. “Trying to act holy”, “Stop being childish”, “Embrace freedom” or whatever it is people might reason, I remain irritated with sympathy. I was once there too. I thought saying or writing the f word in my blog sounds very cool and mature. Well, who doesn’t considering this post-modern world where everything that is unique, things that people are afraid of saying are things that are cool. COOL.

Who am I to write about all these when I was once the one who taught my friends how to pose for pictures with middlefingers on our hand, and saying the f word whenever a little anger surfaces in our head. Frankly, I know how it felt. I was once into pop/punk music : Blink182, good charlotte, sum41, etc etc. Doing what they do looked cool. Especially for a teenage girl like me who wished to be different from the rest. The opportunity to swear using our mouths seemed like wonderful chance for liberty and freedom of words. How cool? I say how stupid that is.

I was wrong to think that being able to swear equal to freedom of whatever I want to say. I failed to see that by saying or thinking that, I lost the freedom to use my mouth for what it is originally created for, the freedom to not curse, the freedom to stay pure in my mouth. I was then trapped inside the prison of swearing words and impolite acts, those things that I once thought were part of my “freedom”.

Well, so is freedom very relative then? To some people some things can be part of their freedom, but not to some others. As a Christian, I would say no. I would judge freedom from the point of view of my Creator. I would first consider what my mouth is created for, or even my whole body is created for. It is solely to reflect His glory. Then does using our mouths to swear reflect His glory? If my body parts cannot carry out and reach their goals, I’ll say that they are limited, they lost the freedom. When body parts are used to sin, it is the slave for sin. And slave just doesn’t have freedom, slaves can’t go against their master. To me then, freedom is the ability to enjoy God to the fullest.

I could still remember, a few years ago, when I reasoned with God to allow me to swear and live “wildly” by still being a Christian and keeping my spirituality intact : still going to church, still praying when I have time, still owning a bible, still asking God for help, not denying His presence. I didn’t consider the fact that God does not want lukewarm Christian. We have to choose whether we want to be on His side, or against Him. He said, “No servant can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other.” Being a christian means devoting our lives for His purpose, making Him our Master.

Lastly, I guess without realizing that evil is present and not just another illusion (like what it would want all of us to believe), it’s just too easy for men to fall. All we can see is that the world’s technology has advanced in an extremely rapid rate without realizing that the techniques the evil powers used have in the same way advanced too. Making us serve evil yet still leaving us feeling not guilty, providing us with excuses from this new-age and post-modern world, the power is ever increasing, not only the visible ones like violence all over the world, but more importantly corrupting the minds of people. How do we fight it, if not by the highest authority of all, the standard of all standards, His word?

This is just some thoughts of mine that I wish to write down before I forgot.

where have i gone

*Listening to mahjong tiles being mixed around downstairs*
on a normal sunday night, a girl was packing her bag for some trip when she suddenly decided to blog...

pat doesn't grow lazy to blog. she just stops blogging here because she doesn't know what to blog anymore. she grew more and more in love with hymns and loved analyzing the lyrics and the music and somehow blogs it elsewhere. her life seems uninteresting compared to all those. by the way, you can find that blog of hers here

tomorrow she will leave singapore for mission trip to pulau kubung, that is her first mission trip. she hopes to learn more and at the same time understand things that are out of her comfort zone more. she's quite scared to be frank, from the small things like cockroaches to bigger ones like security, the boat, bla bla bla (tempted to say monster tho). but she believes that if God has put her in any situation, He will protect and give her strength to go through it. Thanks be to God.

today is mother's day. she's very touched by part of the sermon she heard today about love between husbands and wives. ian says it's nonsensical when someone claims to love without any reason. pak tong says there are love between couples which come from two sources, the man's love and the woman's love (or in some other specific cases, man and man or woman and woman, that's not the point tho) probably with different reasons and love between couples which comes from one source, the love of God above. How wonderful it is, she thought to her self.

she once thought that she could not leave the pat who likes to party, who likes to play a little bit too much, spend money like water, whose motto in life is "do it as long as you enjoy it". The thought of leaving that pat really kills her. she wanted to be a Christian but she just couldn't leave that life. but who knows what when knows how, it is anyhoo not hers but God's initiative. she starts leaving that "pat" behind, and surprisingly, she does it without any pain, or regret when she looks back. at times she hates her past self, but recently, she is thankful for the past. she is enjoying her life, not satisfying her own needs, not full of "pleasures" but really, joyfully walking with the Lord. and hopefully whatever ups whatever downs, readily saying "it is well with my soul".

she just came back from a camp, and she really did learn a lot. A LOT. though maybe out of the camp theme, but still, whatever happened, whatever faced her, she kept asking God, what is Your will? what do You want me to learn?

she's glad that she's 21 and living a fearing-God life.

she hopes to grow more like Christ and hopes that everyone can see the Joy, the Hope, the Love.

ps : i still love watching friends... i will miss them !

Thoughts

Do not deceive yourselves. If any one of you thinks he is wise by the standards of this age, he should become a "fool" so that he may become wise.1 corinthians 3:18

FRIENDS are even more enjoyable @ exams period

ROSS: [sigh]....I have to go to China.

JOEY: The country?

ROSS: No no, this big pile of dishes in my mom's breakfront. Do you guys know who Carl is?

CHANDLER: Uh, let's see... Alvin... Simon... Theodore.... no.

ROSS: Well, Rachel's having drinks with him tonight.

JOEY: Oh no! How can she do that when she's never shown any interest in you?!?

CHAN: Forget about her.

JOEY: He's right, man. Please. Move on. Go to China. Eat Chinese food.

CHANDLER: Of course there, they just call it food.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA...

innate funniness of friends, that is.

Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows,
but only empties today of its strength.
C.H. Spurgeon

O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written: 'For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.' No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:35-39

Got Plan?

[scenes from The One With George Stephanopoulus]

Monica: You should feel great about yourself! You're doing this amazing independence thing!

Rachel: Monica, what is so amazing? I gave up, like, everything. And for what?

Phoebe: You are just like Jack.

Rachel: ...Jack from downstairs?

Phoebe: No, Jack and the Beanstalk.

Monica: Ah, the OTHER Jack.

Phoebe: Yeah, right! See, he gave up something, but then he got those magic beans. And then he woke up, and there was this, this big plant outside his window, full of possibilities and stuff.. And he lived in a village, and you live in the Village..

Rachel: Okay, but Pheebs, Pheebs, Jack gave up a cow, I gave up an orthodontist. Okay, I-I-I know, I know I didn't love him-

Phoebe: Oh, see, Jack did love the cow.

Rachel: But see, it was a plan. Y'know, it was clear. It was figured out, and now everything's just kinda like...

Phoebe: Floopy?

Rachel: Yeah.

Monica: So what, you're not the only one. I mean, half the time we don't know where we're going. You've just gotta figure at some point it's all gonna come together, and it's just gonna be... un-floopy.

Phoebe: Oh, like that's a word.

Rachel: Okay, but Monica, what if- what if it doesn't come together?

Monica: ...Pheebs?

Phoebe: Oh, well... 'cause.... you just... I don't like this question.

Rachel: Okay, see, see, you guys, what if we don't get magic beans? I mean, what if all we've got are.. beans?

I don't know why I find this part very funny

What's with Phoebe referring to Jack as if it's their good friends Jack but sadly her friends don't quite understand her, Jack from Jack and the beanstalk. It's just like Erlin and me talking to Irene, the exchange student from US and suddenly a name Joshua came up and I say "That's Rachel's boyfriend's name also". Irene thought it's our friend Rachel but it's actually Rachel from FRIENDS. Luckily Erlin understood.

I like Phoebe's floopy too. When you come to a moment when you're so lack of vocabularies, many of those moments, by the way. You just wished there are special words for that. I guess Sherly is good at it. Words can just splurt out but yeah, we understand, Sher. Though sometimes we do need time to adjust our ears :P

Potato - Potahto

Can I just live in the world of FRIENDS.
and not take my exams ?
and not do my MATLAB term assignment?

What if all I've got are ... beans ?

Pat Gone Mad
Pad Gone Mat
Gat Mone Pat
Mat Pone Gat
Tap Noge Dam
Apt Ogen Amd

Lalalalalalalalalala