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I really have the most random MSN conversations with pple sometimes and thus far, I have resisted blogging abt them, but unfortunately I have to cave in and started putting up these noteworthy moments! I apologise for its mild R(A) quality. hahah

Pillay™ says:
anyway... i ordered groceries from cold storage to be delivered home

Pillay™ says:
then the man called me and he spoke with a GIRLY voice... and was like man mam i am so sorrie but i think i need to substitute some of your orders. we don't have the whisper soft n smooth overnight without wing. Can i recommend the whisper soft n smooth maxi pad? TRY la.

Pillay™ says:
he said TRY LA

lav:: 24/24 says:
??!!?!?!?!!!

lav:: 24/24 says:
how wld he know? WMG!

Pillay™ says:
HAHAHAHA it was so funnie!

lav:: 24/24 says:
how wld he know the whisper soft n smooth maxi pad was better? he must be a victim of the dreaded uterus ailment!

lav:: 24/24 says:
craziness

Pillay™ says:
not better but out of stock

lav:: 24/24 says:
i wld be traumatized!

Pillay™ says:
so he thinks this one will be a near miss

Pillay™ says:
not traumatising la

Pillay™ says:
just funny

lav:: 24/24 says:
then he shld have just said sorry mam OOS try next time. sheesh!

Pillay™ says:
LOL ya lor

Pillay™ says:
goodness me

Pillay™ says:
TRY la TRY

lav:: 24/24 says:
disturbing! men are really embracing their feminine side

Pillay™ says:
then the ben n jerry's chocolate fudge brownie is out of stock


Pillay™ says:
and he said try la try the cheesecake brownie. try la

Pillay™ says:
hahahahahahahaha

Pillay™ says:
i was like 'u do pads and ice-cream too huh'

lav:: 24/24 says:
this guy is amazing! he cld sell anything!

Pillay™ says:
it was like in the "WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY WHYYYYYYYY voice"

lav:: 24/24 says:
i like ur cold storage delivery man

lav:: 24/24 says:
can he reccomend me a man too when they OOS?

Pillay™ says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Pillay™ says:
or when they r LITERALLY out of STOCK

Pillay™ says:
we shld call our friendly cold storage man

Pillay™ says:
hahaahhaha

lav:: 24/24 says:
yea. how abt refunds and returns? does he do those too?

Pillay™ says:
he is like "no eligible indian men ard got chinese man but with small endowments" TRY LA TRYYYYYYYYYY

lav:: 24/24 says:
HAHAHAHAHHAHHAAHAHAHHA






What is the world coming to?! Read this! This means I could sue like EVERYONE for EVERYTHING that goes wrong!

Woman sues Victoria's Secret claiming thong injury

Reuters: LOS ANGELES - A woman who says she was hurt by her thong panties when a metal clip flew off and hit her in the eye has sued Victoria's Secret, saying in a TV interview on Thursday that the injury caused her "excruciating pain."

Macrida Patterson, a 52-year-old Los Angeles traffic officer, told NBC's "Today" show that she suffered cuts to her cornea from the small piece of metal that had been used to secure a rhinestone heart onto the blue thong.

"I was putting on my underwear from Victoria's Secret and the metal popped in my eye. It happened really quickly. I was in excruciating pain. I screamed. That's what happened," Patterson told NBC.

Patterson's lawyer Jason Buccat, who also appeared on the "Today" show, said the metal staple causes "severe damage" to her cornea that required a topical steroid.

The product liability lawsuit, which was filed on June 9 in Los Angeles Superior Court and first reported on the Smoking Gun Web site, seeks unspecified damages.

A spokeswoman for Victoria's Secret, which is operated by Limited Brands Inc, could not immediately be reached for comment






Take me away to a secret place.
A sweet escape. Take me away.
Take me away to better days.
Take me away to a hiding place.






Back from church camp and am so well-rested! This only excites me about youth camp and the wonderful time we are going to have next week.

I can't believe I am like 8 days away from starting my first full time job ever. yikes! Pray I don't turn into a workaholic! I can't believe that I will spend at least 10-12hrs working per day. I suppose in comparision to my friends who are lawyers, bankers, doctors and other professionals, who work like up 16hrs a day or even all day for the doctors and accountants, 12 doesn't seem so bad. But apparently, most pple only work for 8 or 9 at max. How is that possible??

Bleahz. I shall not be a workaholic! At least I don't WANT to be one! Help keep me in check someone?






It's like this overwhelming wave that slams right into me. Drenching me thoroughly, filling my lungs, choking the last bits of air I can gasp for. And then it sweeps through my body as I spasm into fits of fear, revoltion, anger and sadness.

I don't like listening to such talk. I don't like feeling bad for myself. I don't like listening to the silent judgement and categories all of you put me in.

It's not my choice. It's not my dream. It's not my fault that I can't be part of it. Don't you think I want it? Oh the Lord knows how much I need it. But I can't. And all of you talking about it just makes me realise how pathetic, ridiculous and unworthy I am of it all. And I don't deserve to feel this way.

So really, forgive me, when I turn around and laugh it all off in flippant humour, only to have one of you half heartedly retort that it MAY happen to me..like MAYBE when I am in my 30s.

Thank you for your judgement. Thank you for your opinion. It will be considered in due course. But until then, could you just STOP patronizing me? :(

Please.






I was trying to think 'cool' thoughts in this preposterously humid weather when I stumbled upon this.

Be warned. Watch only if you are in need of severe laughter.



I do believe the count is:
* Twelve cricket ball tamperers
* Eleven syllable names
* Ten-minute yoga
* Nine telemarketers
* Eight Bollywood films
* Seven-11 workers
* Six IT graduates
* Five Indian games
* Four Hari Krishnas
* Three butter chickens
* Two nosy in-laws
* And a totally insufficient dowry






I was lying on my bed today looking at my phone and re-reading some old messages. A gazillion thoughts and memories flooded me and after a point, I was so overwhelmed by emotion I had to stop reading. I had to just lie there and remind myself that the sacrifice will be worth it. It is part of God's plan. And that He truly is in control.

And then I woke up to check my mail and stumbled upon this unopened mail from Uncle Ban Seng that I had just left for months. And it was of a video that could not have spoken to me more. Like God wanted me to watch the video, exactly at this point in my life, when I needed to. Crazy how God works eh? Truly Magical. :P Like it was all the reassurance I needed of His perfect plan for my life will come. That my trust won't be futile. And for that I am thankful, humbled and hopeful. :) So do watch it!



And though I cherish you, I must now offer you
To Him who is the giver of all good things
And though I cherish you, I will now offer you
For surely He could raise you up again






I officially received my first wedding card today. Like my first real wedding invite of a good friend.

And if that was not foreboding enough, I was also the ONLY one whose invite did not request for me to bring a "partner."

It's like as if everyone knows that I am doomed romantically or something. Sigh.

That and I am getting old. Tsktsk.






Finally some time to blog and reflect. Needless to say, practicum (graded attachment) was crazy as I squeezed in assessment after assessment and had to churn out all the appropriate lesson plans and teaching materials. Then after all the 10 graded observations were over, I had to revise with the kids and mark like a maniac, as I had to hand everything over before I left on the 9th. It was a crazy rush but I think I am finally rather aware of what being a teacher is like.

I suppose that is what makes this one month of courses and lessons back in NIE a little bit of a kill joy. Just as we are in the heat of things, we get pulled back to academia. Restarting the engine in Term 3, is NOT going to be as easy as expected. And it only gets even scarier for me as I start my first permanent posting at a JC. A TOTALLY new environment! And not just any JC at that, a premier one. And I think the excitement and pressure of it all worries me a tad too much. That and the fact that I am barely 5years older than them! :P Look at how I still joke arnd with Shirlyn and Jean!!

But I am choosing to see this month as a blessing. A month to rest from a creative and literary over-drive as I wrecked my brains for exciting games and lessons. As a wonderful time in between being an adult and a grad student. As a time to realign thoughts, prepare myself spiritually, mentally, physically, emotionally, socially. Now that I know first hand, what the other side is like, I can safely learn to place myself in the best prepared position possible. And as if by a stroke of fate, God has made it such that all things confusing in my life, will also disappear for these 3weeks as a I rest, recupearate and find myself.

And that is why I relish my new timetable that calls for free days in a week and late mornings. The old Lav would rush to fill it up with social engagements and meetings so as to maximize her time of youth. But the new Lav is just going to relax and enjoy her time of sleeping and leisure. I am no longer going to rush around hoping to make things work out somehow but planning things, but instead I will be open and try my best but yet let God work.

I think if anything, practicum has really taught me the concept of TRUST in the most high God and His perfect plan. Everything that happened or didn't happen was a result of His anoiting and I am going to surrender it all to Him as I wait.

I have questions. I have worries. I have doubts. I have feelings. But I know he knows them and will answer them slowly. Some say I am placing too much faith in something I don't know. But all I can say is that I can guarantee it will work out. I don't know how or why but I know God does. It's like Abraham, when was about to sacrifice Issac, his ONLY son. He didn't know why or what to do but he knew God did and followed, even when his heart was uneasy.

I pray for a faith like Abraham, for passion like David, for dedication like Ruth, for obedience like Mary and for courage like Esther. :)






Oh dear goodness. This is so true.








Thank you Lord, for the love you have given me.

Thank you Lord, for your grace so free.

Thank you Lord, for the dreams you made come true.

Thank you Lord, for the tears that fell through.

Thank you Lord, for making things work out.

Thank you Lord, for the painful lessons you taught me.

But most of all, thank you Lord for everything.






It's rather odd to wake up one day and realise that you feel quite alright but yet feel ill at ease. It's been that way for the past few days for me. It's like I am channeling a myriad of emotions simultaneously. I'm happy, tired, disappointed, sad, thankful, angry, stressed, blessed and everything else in between!

Sigh. I really think something is wrong but yet it's not. I don't think it is that I need a break as it is that maybe I just need answers. Sigh.

Why can't things go back to like they were a month ago? Sigh. Carefreeness is so rare!






Since when do formal letters turn into stand up comedy?

When I let my 14 year olds unleash their creative juices. :)

Stop seducing me into staying!!






I love how it is like 9.30pm and I am still conducting English 'remedial' on MSN for my 2 Aspire. haha I don't know if that means I have no life or that I am damn dedicated. haha

I am so gona miss my 2 Aspire. Sigh.

I hate not-so-distant farewells.

and it's day 12 and still no news. I don't know if I can do anymore farewells. -bleahz-






It's only Day 6.

This is slowly turning into the longest 2 weeks of my life. Ugh.

Well at least, I am finally getting some much needed sleep. :) Or maybe I should be worried that I seemed to have needed less time than necessary.

Ugh. 8 more days to go.




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