Saturday, February 28, 2009
Just a tiny needle BAH

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Someone please help me to tidy up my super duper messy study room~!


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I'm on my highest tip yearning for God's merciful help now!!! Why? I have vowed to myself and to my "nagging" peeps that i will go for blood donation tomorrow. BUT i'm so so so afraid right now!


No, i'm not a coward. I'm just.....................DISLIKING it....Come to think of it, i should not be afraid of blood donation actually. In fact, Jesus, my Savior, has faced THREE huge nails pierced through His palms and feet. Yet, HE did not complain, unlike me~


The cruxifiction.

Yea, BIG nails man! Thus, i am not going to be 'chicken-ish' of blood donation anymore. After all, it is just a tiny needle right? Be bold!


Faint~

My 11th commandment, "Thy shall not be afraid of needle.... i mean blood donation~" Hehe.. Buck up Johnson! Prayerfully i'm underweight so that i don't need to donate THAT much..wuahahaha


Don't laugh, you ever donate meh.....=P



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I don't think Jesus was nailed in his palms...but his wrists... [My choir teacher told me that..so I'm just sharing it with you =)]
Good for you for being able to face your fear..!! Thank God! And maybe someday I can do that too...=)

By Anonymous Janey, at Saturday, April 4, 2009 at 3:04:00 AM GMT+8  

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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Why why..

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I have already designed my new blog skin plus banner and will upload it on coming Saturday. I'm loving it man!
Can you feel my excitement now? Ohh..maybe this Saturday you can.

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Why is it soooo difficult and tongue-twisting to learn Foochow? More to say, it's my Mother language!! *yell*


Am i destined to not be proficient in speaking Foochow at all? Help~





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You're a Foochow?! Hard to believe it...=@ I'm one too... I, myself is not good at speaking Foochow, but i sort of think that it comes naturally to me sometimes (i meant the tone when speaking it)...hehe =p
It's not really that hard to learn the dialect if it's in your blood...seriously!
Cause you tend to understand it without even "trying" to understand it..=)that's one advantage you have...so just hang around more with peeps that speak Foochow..then, you'll be good as a semi-pro..HAHA =p (no idea what i'm talking about)

By Anonymous Janey, at Saturday, April 4, 2009 at 3:15:00 AM GMT+8  

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Sunday, February 22, 2009
The You

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It has down to my LAST week of holiday. Happy or sad?


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I saw this very entertaining description of oneself on Facebook, and thinking of sharing it with you all here. Check it out and find yourself!


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So, which icon best describes you?





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Thursday, February 19, 2009
Synchronization of Your Potential

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Will the month of July and August be a turning point in my student life? *pondering*

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I have never come to a better understanding and realization of how significant and meaningful is of every note that is installed on the grand piano until Tuesday night. The different keys from C to B. The scales, chords and so on. When it sounds so beautiful....


During one of the leadership meetings, we were assigned to think of a metaphor which best symbolizes our own cell group. Our leaders plus members. Any metaphor that most fittingly describes our current members or envisioned members and visitors for the coming times. Orchestra? Football team? Ants?


Whilst we were brainstorming through some of the metaphors, Chris popped out with this picture of an acoustic grand piano. Little explanation plus reasoning behind it, i was then reminded of how accurate and meaningful of this metaphor to our group.


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To me, every member denotes each key on the piano. Different key. When one note is played at a time, it just cannot produce such complete tone. Yet when the proper collaboration of various notes are played at the same time with the right rhythm, it definitely releases a better flavour. That is what this metaphor is all about, every member is potentially blessed with different talents and abilities, no one is created to be the same just like the notes on the grand piano.


Yet when these minor or major talents from the people are unleashed and utilized it to the max, you will be wow-ed by the hidden potential and strength that one has. Also, if one of the notes on the grand piano is spoiled, we as leader, should find tune of the damaging key and tune it to the right pitch. It also means that if one of our members is not in the healthy or right condition, we as a team, should help each other to find tune with one another. And together, let's hit the melodious chords as one.


Yes, you are one of those keys on the grand piano that plays a significant part in adding tonality. And thus, i call it the Synchronization of Your Potential.

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Little side track. I myself is not a piano player, yet i really admire people that can play tuneful mixture of chords. Up to now, I can master only 4 chords, and i don't seem to be able to connect these chords into a nice tune.


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Posing nia la...

I will keep trying and trying. Keep learning and absorbing. Nonetheless, i really admire especially talented guys who can play piano or the keyboard. Humble people, of course. I mean, when you can sense an add-on feeling into the playing. It is entirely beautiful..!! This is when i will say, The Piano Speaks.


I just .................A-D-M-I-R-E!!! Don't you?


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Particularly this guy above, Christian Tang a.k.a my shepherd. The moment when he hands down on the various notes, your heart melts instantly.


Chris, I want your fingers!!! =P


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Sunday, February 15, 2009
The Muscle Growth

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Feeling. Either it breaks you or it makes you. Handle it wisely.

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Enough is enough. These comments have been uttering from 90% of my friends. Wherever and whenever i am, surely there will be at least one or two persons evaluate my physical outfit. "Johnson arr......please eat more la...." *sounds familiar eh?*


Of course, I have never viewed such comments as destructive but a thorough constructive utterance. It has never obstructed me from seeing how unique and privilege i am. This remark has caused me to be slightly proud enough to boast about the things that many cannot achieve but i can. *wink* That is EAT EAT EAT EAT as much as i can and still retain my skinny slimness frame.


Can you? Bluekkksssss.....


Nonetheless, after a certain period or perhaps years later, i realize that such advantage is not helpful at some point. It can be good and bad at the same time. The good thing is, i can eat alooooooooot and still maintain this frame; the bad news is, I am way tooooooo skinny! And maybe you guys are right, everyone has convinced me repeatedly. I have tried so hard to gain weight, i ate a lot...I really do.....constantly gobbling down all sorts of food....But still, i failed. Just someone out there, please teach me how to gain weight........~~~


I am currently engaging myself into badminton on every Sunday. I want to train up my stamina and hope to build up some muscles if it is possible.


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But this sport seems like not contributing much in gaining weight.


I received an advice from a friend of mine, and he requested me to do push up and sit up everyday. This will enable my muscle (arrr....do i have any muscle?!?!) to gradually develop and eventually the quality meat plus fat will come into sight.


Period. I am gonna committed myself to do 15 push ups and 20 sit ups every morning and night. Let's just hope that after two months, you and i will see some effect in my appearance. Erm....i am predicting to see this body shape on me:


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Don't laugh! You wait and see.




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hahaha...=p you really are good at joking!

By Anonymous Janey, at Saturday, April 4, 2009 at 3:24:00 AM GMT+8  

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Friday, February 13, 2009
The Me

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It's Valentine tomorrow. If you are super bored with no date to be with, feel free to come and join my Youth's:



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This may be something interesting and new for many of you to root out the me back in 2005 while i was still in Form 5.


I happened to click on this picture while browsing through my bygone picture albums. Thanks to Vera for passing me these albums. **Click click click* Plenty of ancient images that have surely evoked me to a discernment of how han sap adorable i actually was.


Especially this pose.

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mooo~~~

Okay, this was during my church's Malaysian National Convention on 2005 whereby we were required to put on and self design our own poncho garment. And i wore this outfit which resembled a cow, plus suits this year's zodiac huh. Or perhaps my costume looks more like 101 Dalmatian dog. Hmmm....


Anyway, what i am trying to bring out here is, if you take a closer look at the face, you will spot on a very dark colored mustache on it. Yea.


That's my han sap adorable look when i was in Form 5, not now k. Something new for you to discover. Don't ever try ridicule me. *piak* =P




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How come your moustache so thick? You look older back then.. lol!

By Blogger Ezekiel, at Friday, February 13, 2009 at 2:20:00 PM GMT+8  

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ezekiel: lol..yea, i was super old and ah pek back then..and now, im much younger, i guess...lol

By Blogger Johnson, at Friday, February 13, 2009 at 11:36:00 PM GMT+8  

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Monday, February 9, 2009
BBQ you

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What would you do if your pants were accidentally torn during badminton? lol! It happened to me on Sunday though. Swt...

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For the past few days, there was an unanticipated warfare in my house. Not me with my family of course, but it was my family with a creature. A disgusting and just sickening creature sprinting around in my house for three days. Weeks before, i spotted this creature during my room painting. I speedily grabbed hold of a broom and 'hockey' it out from my house and 'golf' it to straight to the main road and my brother used the water hose and gushed it directly down the main drain. *cruel*


We thought it was over, but it hasn't.


Just last week, mum spotted the same creature in the washroom! Perhaps it's the sibling? And mum was freaked out and so did this creature, it ran quickly into the tiny hole and vanished. We couldn't catch it. Exactly on the next day, mum saw this creature in my study room. And we tried to catch it, but we failed. It just vanished in the dark.


A few hours later while i was sitting on my couch and playing with my laptop, i saw a dark moving shadow right in front of me. Not hantu la... Felt frightened curious, i stared at the same spot and i saw this creature in my living room! I quickly grabbed my broom from the back and tried to 'hockey' out that creature from my house. But i failed. It ran soooooo fast. And up it went to the air con's back hole. I failed again.


Yesterday, mum called my brother at late afternoon and told him that she stumbled on this creature *again* in the kitchen while mum was preparing to cook. Without much hesitation, bro and I flew back home and grabbed the broom and hurried to the kitchen. This time round, we were smart enough to not only use the broom but also this deadly weapon,


The Ridsect!

We sneaked to the back of fridge, underneath the table and dispersed the ridsect all around like mad. It was rowdy. For a moment, the entire kitchen was filled with this killing scent yet still we couldn't find this creature. Air pollution. Harmful breath. Heat space. Even so, it seemed like this creature managed to survive from being poisoned. I wonder if we keep on spraying the killing ridsect, we may be the one ended up struggling with the poisonous scent and fainted on the spot..haha!


**Boom!** The creature suddenly appeared behind the plates. We quickly chased it with the broom but its speed was way too fast. My friend had this idea of using plastic bags to trap it. And this creature tried to hide and fled from us. It was like a crazy battle. Life and death? Life for us, and death for that creature!


And yes! The creature was finally caught! What is this creature that i have been talking about?


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A BIG FAT RAT!

Disgusting..!! Yuckiee....!! My friend dumped the plastic bag under the HOT blazing sun to heat it. To be more exact, barbecue the rat. With this kind weather, should i show any sympathy to it? **pity the rat**


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Is it over? I don't think so. Last night, while i was heading to the kitchen to grab some drink and switched on the kitchen lights and suddenly, i heard a quick dash near the plastic bag area. It seems like something is trying to hide away. And i was nearly freaked out...i switched off the lights and quickly walked out from the kitchen.


I wonder, could it be a cockroach? A lizard? or..................the another BIG FAT RAT?!?!


Please don't tell me, there will be another new episode of battling....*yell*




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Friday, February 6, 2009
Bon voyage, Aldrin

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"I once was lost, but now i'm found..." -John Newton, the author of a well-known Christian hymn, Amazing Grace-

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It started off with a very moderate hand clapping, followed by an even louder acclamation and cheering from the congregation. The music tone was then gradually amplified into a louder volume. Very loud. What's more? The entire band kicked off with a hyper praise song. Couple seconds later, the whole restful bedroom was surrounded by this extremely blaring lyrics ....


"Our God will reign forever...and all the world will know His Name...."



It is, of course, none other than my alarm clock. To be more precise, my unpleasant and annoying alarm tone which consistently maddens me every morning from the comfy rest i am dwelling. My mind was nearly blown away. The deafening tone almost killed my right ear. Regardless of how loud it was, I was still hesitant to drag my sluggish body away from my comfy bed.


I snoozed it *again*. The typical me.


Minutes later, the same alarm tone rang once more. And at this instant, i glimpsed through the clock on my phone and it stated "7.32am". **kaboom!!** Rushed to the washroom, put on my clothes, get myself prepared and headed straight to the airport. I need to reach at the airport by 8am.


While driving, I knew in my heart that this very morning will be slightly differing than the regular mornings. Why? One of my best buddies, Aldrin is leaving off to Perth. *sigh* The feeling of sending friends off in the airport is just so so saddening. I just dislike it. It is unpredictable. Tears could just flow from your eyes automatically.



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Bon Voyage, Aldrin! Enjoy your staying in Perth.


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Aldrin and me

Awaiting for sufficient pictures to complete my upcoming post relating to me and him. Gonna be a moving post, i believe. Guess that some of you are wondering this, "Did you cry, Johnson?"


Of course, no. I'm a heartless strong guy. =P





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Mana itu Kwang Yang ha?

By Blogger Eric, at Friday, February 6, 2009 at 11:58:00 AM GMT+8  

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eric: kwang yang in perth with aldrin arr...this post is dedicated for aldrin. *grin*

By Blogger Johnson, at Friday, February 6, 2009 at 12:17:00 PM GMT+8  

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HEY! where's kwang yang!!!?

By Anonymous Keith chong, at Monday, February 9, 2009 at 6:13:00 AM GMT+8  

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u got cry oh... Ur eyes red red de =P

By Blogger ~Laura~, at Monday, February 9, 2009 at 10:18:00 PM GMT+8  

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keith: same as as to eric..hehe

Laura: mana ada ohh...my eyes were red due to the insufficient sleep i had...lol..*excuse excuse.* but really eh, i tidak cry...you were the one that tears out..lol..

By Blogger Johnson, at Tuesday, February 10, 2009 at 12:50:00 AM GMT+8  

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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Which one should you eat?

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"A time for everything..." -ecclesiastics-

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One of my passions since young is to be an influential gourmet of all times. I just enjoy sampling food around. As long as there is a stall out there, i will drag myself there and give it a taste. Like it or not, i still manage to retain my bony slender body shape despite of my strong ravenousness.


It is just amusing to catch some funny looking cookies on my last CNY visitation. Weird looking cookies that i have spotted in one house.


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A cow and a mouse

Guess that people nowadays are heading towards cute contemporary conception in their cookies making. Cartoon-ish cookies like the above really make you feel wicked and guilty if you eat them. They look so innocent. I think it is utterly bizarre and ruthless to eat that Mouse. But i think it is okay to eat that Cow. Cow is okay, Mouse is a no-no. Agree?


What...you don't eat beef meh.....you don't drink cow milk meh....=P





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As long as there is a stall out there, i will drag myself there and give it a taste. Like it or not, i still manage to retain my bony slender body shape despite of my strong ravenousness.

This is so totally unfair.

By Blogger Xanthe, at Thursday, February 5, 2009 at 6:26:00 PM GMT+8  

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xanthe: lol...its fair only to some people, like me...LOL!

By Blogger Johnson, at Thursday, February 5, 2009 at 10:17:00 PM GMT+8  

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Sunday, February 1, 2009
Being a stuntman

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"Living loud for God" -Jason Perry-


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I went to Serian @ Ranchan pool with my buddies this morning to get some exploration done. One hour of journey on road was just so fulfilling. I tasted Serian Laksa too. Will blog about next round. You will be amazed. Hmm...is that a hint? lol..! What makes this trip even more gripping is my endeavor of venturing on one of the wildest stunts ever -walking on a hanging bridge-.


Insane.


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The hanging bridge was 30-40 metres above the water fall. Although its structure looked outwardly secure and stable, my limbs would still be shaking like mad. Most of you know that height is a no-no to me. I just scare dislike it. Something that i loathe to do all this while no matter how hard you pressurize me, yet i triumphed it today!


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My limbs were wobbling terribly in every step i took. Getting nearer and nearer to the middle of the bridge. I fear my handphone will drop into the water. What more to say, i need to take snapshots with it just the sake of blogging. **yell** I fear i, myself will accidentally slip and fall 30 metres down the ground. That's the end of me. Choy! *don't laugh*


Eh....true right, funny thoughts will just keep popping out from your mind when you are trying to attempt your own phobia. Agree? Agree. Be that as it may, i have walked to and fro on the hanging bridge! **pat me** And i am still alive! Woot! Thank God!


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Cheers!

At least i am moving forward in overcoming every bit of my fear! **high 5** Spiderman, am i?


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Great job, Johnson ^_^ Well done in conquering your fear. I've walked across the canopy walkway and the extremely shaky bridge high up in the air myself so I know what you mean.

By Blogger flora, at Monday, February 2, 2009 at 1:30:00 PM GMT+8  

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flora: lol...guess that you have great guts than me eh....*salute**!!

By Blogger Johnson, at Tuesday, February 3, 2009 at 12:02:00 AM GMT+8  

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hehe Johnson, you should have seen me when I was doing the stunt. I looked calm on the outside, but inside I kept on saying "God, I have faith in You. Don't let me fall. Don't let me fall." Then when people walked too fast and shook the bridge, I nearly fell off. You don't know how many times I kept on saying "God God God God God!!!" ^^ nice experience though

By Blogger flora, at Saturday, February 7, 2009 at 9:25:00 AM GMT+8  

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