in memory of ye ol' home

The smell of emptiness compacted the whole house, making me move slothfully in its thickness. Huey chi and I decided to give our old house a clean before passing our keys back to our ex-landlord. They were really nice ppl, that’s y we didn’t wanna leave them with a house with dirt and masses of dead skin cells at the corners.

The house served us good, I must say.

Awesome oven, huge windows, and enormous backyard for you to push your guests to if they start making it hard to breathe in-doors.

My room that's all the way at the back
(going to the toilet seems a long way from my room)

the heater that always gave us problems,

deep friendships formed, secrets shared, bored moments, innovative things were invented, seriously relaxing days, girly nites, weird people invading my house, good food distributed, amber and alfalfa (with her countless kittens) killed many many birds in the backyard,

... good times...

Thus says the post-graduate

Woohooo!!!!!! I made it to the end! I survived! I more than survived! I had so much fun throughout this three years of communication studies and I’m now a post-graduate (not official yet, but I’ll still scream for it anyway)!!! ... which means now I’m a jobless individual still living off her parent’s sweat and blood?
Darn it...

Alright, on a bitter sweet tone, I reckon it has been an interesting journey through the degree. More good than bad, that’s why I don’t really have the “liberated” feeling now cuz I was liberated from the start anyhow.

Hmmmm, this makes me feel like a geek or it’s as if uni is paying me to say this. But honestly I’ve no regrets doing what I did in uni and a small part of me wish I cud do it again (but heck no, I’m getting older by the second). Now the scary part comes. The REAL DEAL. The actual chunk of meat. The unfeigned mania also known to me as career-reality.

It’s one of those transitional periods where I’d panic for awhile, then slowly and eventually fall to contentment knowing that I’ve a God bigger than every single worry I have and He’s planned the best stuff for me, just like how He’s been doing all along.

*Drum rolls*

I'm 450 words away from graduation!!!!!! (that's if I don't fail any submitted assignments)

Sarah said i should play the Chariots of Fire soundtrack when I submit this final one.

That's exactly what I will do...

*Drum continues to roll*

G.B. Lamperti (italian singing teacher):

“Your art is the fulfillment of your elemental desire to sing. Your growth is stimulated by what you hear and understand.
If you faithfully do your daily practice, without anxiety about the result, you will find yourself competent in the end. You must stop at no stage of progress, anchor to no habit, be satisfied with no result, exult in no success.
All the details of singing are finally marshaled under one commander, emotion, the original source of song.”

catharsick

Catharsis = the purging of the emotions or relieving of emotional tensions, esp. through certain kinds of art, as tragedy or music.

As how my lecturer put it, it’s like a calamity that causes one to be free from an emotional bondage.

Aiyah... say la ‘cry’.

Anyhoot, about a month ago, I fell sick. Terribly sick. The last time I fell so sick was when I was admitted to the hospital with high fever, gastric pains and a curled up body, almost like a whinging prawn. I was 8 then. I guess it’s a tradition for my body to have a major fall in every decade of my life.

This, I would say, was quite a cathartic experience for me. Being sick is one issue. Being sick away from mommy is as bad as rain when your car tyre has gone flat.

So how was this a cathartic encounter? I blubbered, whimpered, snivelled, and wept. Yes... I cried till I could feel the body aches and headaches swivel away in shame. I guess that’s the active feat of ‘purging of the emotions’.

I’m glad the turmoil is over. Never again will I sleep and be ‘one’ with the couch for 2 days straight! Well, at least not in this house for sure.

‘cuz I’m moving out this Saturday. Going to the west. Away from my fellow comrades who supported me physically, mentally and emotionally when I was sick without mommy around. Deep down inside of me, I’ll always be an east sider (I’ll say this again when I post something about moving).

This whole moving thing may be another cathartic season for me. Yet, the end result will be good. Always has been and always will be.

[ 2 Corinthians 4:17-18 ]

Awesome possum

Once upon a time, there lived a girl who had a cosy room with fluffy toys lined up along her favourite ‘get away’ spot in this daunting world. The corner of her bed was the place where she would find solitude and hide away from the evil forces of Stress, Peer Pressure, Home Sickness and Expected Performance. She would curl up into a ball, hugging her favourite fluff toy and just spend time with herself and her Maker. That corner was her physical sanctuary.

But one day, the harmonious aura of that corner was distressed. That day, the girl came in her room and found twigs, leaves and debris in her little haven corner. She steered her vision upwards, and to her dismay, a hole about the size of a tennis ball was found. In panic, she ran to show her housemates the new sighting, who called the landlords to fix the problem.

That night, and the nights of three weeks after that incident, this poor girl had the couch in the living room as her temporary bed. Her corner was invaded. She had no sanctuary to go to. This public area can never replace the same feeling she could receive from her corner.
The landlord (though delayed but eventually) came to fix the hole. Possum repellent was sprayed in the hole b4 covering it up. The girl rearranged her room setting to avoid having her corner from being invaded again.

Yet... the awesome possum is still there. Making noises day and night, with the ultimate motive of annoying the girl till she starts pulling her hair off.

Not yet, awesome possum... I’m not falling into ur vicious plans. I will get u! One day, just wait. I will get u!!! Like how Mr. Black (from the Black Book) would say: “I’ll suck your eyeballs out and use it as ear muffles to drown the screams you make as I grind u into fine paste for my sandwich spread”

... and the girl awaits for her ‘happily ever after’ scene.

flabbergasted

He said “Be careful what you wish for”.

I didn’t know the seriousness of that until I saw him standing outside my back door with a cheeky smile.

Flabbergasted.

I let out a scream of surprise as I could almost cry seeing him there. The east-siders were standing around, video recording the whole drama, and giggling while I threw my arms around him to make sure he’s real.

This, indeed, was one of the best weekends ever!

Hands down to huey chi who pakat with tim to arrange for this and cancelling all my plans for the weekend. Thanks, mandy, duane and ming for airport transportation. Thanks to the rest who knew and played it so cleverly without me knowing anything. Most importantly, thank u TIM!!!!!! For planning all of this, flying all the way here, just to see meeeeeeee.... He doesn’t just say things; he DOES things.

I’m still in bliss...

One basil writes...

Certain memories are too hard to put into words,
To do that, I gotta b a linguist, a pro, or a nerd.
But if I’d put some effort and time,
I’ll just gather the experience with words that rhyme.

After months of planning and saving,
Expecting the unexpected and praying,
The 4 and a half Basils flew from Aussie land,
With unlocked luggage checked in and pizza in hand.

Tiny greeted us with a gigantic smile in Singapore,
That night for dinner it was makan galore.
We met humble legends from UniSA’s OCF,
After being super blessed, next day we left.

Cheap and comfy accommodation plus superb food,
Everything in sawasdee ka land is good.
Training us with their experiences and wisdom,
The Alaskan and American have a huge heart for His Kingdom.

With heavy hearts we said farewell to original Pad Thai,
One more time we boarded the plane and flew high.
As we landed in the Eternal Spring City,
The 4 of us were exploding with curiosity.

Only one night we bunked in dodgy hotel,
Oh it was dodgy, anyone could tell.
We were cared for by wonder woman behind scooter,
And by Suzanna who made bus travelling much smoother.

In the phlegmable bus we travelled for 7 hours,
Into a little town that we cant call ours.
Shrinking in traffic at the corner of this suburb,
The tooting of the horn could still be heard at every curb.

Housed, fed, and nurtured by a wonderful family,
We stayed in the clean and cosy guesthouse happily.
Their kids have pets, including a dog that ate my shirt,
James kept reminding us everything is relative, including dirt.

We got to know the staff there really well,
They even took us to the place where they initially dwell.
We walked through paddy fields and ventured into caves,
And the pond where they played was near cornfields and graves.

First week of camp was exhausting as we burnt midnight oil,
Yet the smiles of the kids were worth the toil.
We were not only tested with their bratty behaviour,
We were also frustrated cuz it was hard to share about our Saviour.

However His mercies are new every morning,
We gave thanks daily through singing, praying and yawning.
Camp 1 was all about vocabulary, story telling and craft,
When ‘boat’ became ‘boombs’, we cant help but laugh.

Faithful as usual, God later gave us Camp 2,
We couldn’t believe that our prayers came true.
We spent time with older kids from 2pm till 9,
We communicated through play, outings, songs and dine.

With them we hiked up 999 steps for the 2nd time,
Oh my goodness, it was nothing but a miraculous climb.
He held the rain and brought back electricity,
It was obvious His hands were upon us, it wasn’t a mystery.

On the last night we chatted with kids about life and its reason,
That there is a God who loves us the same in every season.
They cried before they went back to their villages,
To me, those were touching moments and valuable images.

Now that I’m back in safe environment and clean streets,
And finally getting to eat non-spicy food and chunky meat,
I miss those days when I could wake up near my fellow basil,
Getting ready for change of plans and last minute hassle.

Through this hands-on experience that I’ve always heard about,
“The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few!!!” I’d wanna shout.
The brave souls out there changed my perspective on working for Him,
Just hand over your life to Him and everything else will follow, including your dream.

I wish I could stay longer to watch the kids grow to know Him,
And witness how they realize that they are loved to the brim.
I pray that this memory will not just look good in rhyme,
But that I will grow to love the lost more and more with time.

-Basil Jez

It's not about saving the world, but to watch Him save His children.

found old musings

I found a word document in my external and I think I wrote this last year when I was still living with my aunt and uncle, and was still mandy's roommate, heehee...

Sometimes you wouldn’t know how great reality is until to truly live it.

You wouldn’t know how fortunate you are until you come home later than the promised time and still know that you’re loved.

Sometimes you wouldn’t know how entertained you are, until you get to watch Blades of Glory with full grown adults who laugh at u laughing.

You know you’ve studied too hard when your table lamp fused up. (=p okok… maybe its cuz I depend on it more than my room lights, but hey, I still put a lot of effort in my studies, cuz I love it so much)

You wouldn’t know how blessed you are till you have friends who would help at your 1st SOS call without asking you why and still offer a smile of assurance.

You wouldn’t know how patient you are until you live with a witty 3-year-old kid who names everything in your bedroom when you’re rushing to finish your assignment.

It’s good to know that we’re emotional beings. There may be times u drown in the down side of the downs, but it’s priceless to get to feel the emotion called pure happiness.

It’s the uncertainties that make life interesting. So I guess I should stop worrying and let the Big Guy do His awesome thing.

I've always been a blessed daughter of the King.

with gratitude

Having so many things that clutter my mind, I constantly find myself in moments where I cant feel anything or just not know what emotions I have. As I was walking to work, I unleashed the thoughts that were already clanging in my mind.

Why am I not getting anything for my research placement? what if I dont get anything? I wont be able to finish my degree, and I wont be able to graduate... What if I am not able to find a job here? Then PR would be impossible. Decisions made by faith... are they going to come to pass?

It was quite cold then, so I prayed for sunshine. Fair enough, God sent the sun. But then, droplets of rain started to fall. It rained with the sun still shining. I blasted my mp3 player as the wind gushed strongly against my face. Why Lord, Why?! No placement, late for work, and rain with strong wind.

Emotions started to stir when this song came up next in my playlist.

Gratitude - by Nicole Nordeman

Send some rain, would You send some rain?
'Cause the earth is dry and needs to drink again
And the sun is high and we are sinking in the shade
Would You send a cloud, thunder long and loud?
Let the sky grow black and send some mercy down
Surely You can see that we are thirsty and afraid
But maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case . . .

We'll give thanks to You
With gratitude
For lessons learned in how to thirst for You
How to bless the very sun that warms our face
If You never send us rain

Daily bread, give us daily bread
Bless our bodies, keep our children fed
Fill our cups, then fill them up again tonight
Wrap us up and warm us through
Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs
Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time
Or maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case . . .

We'll give thanks to You
With gratitude
A lesson learned to hunger after You
That a starry sky offers a better view if no roof is overhead And if we never taste that bread

Oh, the differences that often are between
What we want and what we really need

So grant us peace, Jesus, grant us peace
Move our hearts to hear a single beat
Between alibis and enemies tonight
Or maybe not, not today
Peace might be another world away
And if that's the case . . .

We'll give thanks to You
With gratitude
For lessons learned in how to trust in You
That we are blessed beyond what we could ever dream
In abundance or in need
And if You never grant us peace

But Jesus, would You please . . .

The wind was still strong, the rain was still pouring, my tears were dried even before it could surface because of the wind. i was still cold, and yes, I was still late for work. But hey, the sunshine, was still there. It was the hope that I was running towards. He granted me peace.

Placements? Maybe not, not today.

So if that's the case... I'll still give thanks to my Saviour, who has EVERYTHING planned nicely for me

...with gratitude.

Did you know...

Huey Chi, Ming and I came up with something quite random one nite (a few months ago). We did some research, some culculations and some laughing about it. We came up with the conclusion that there's something in in common between people from China, and the land of Singapore. I hope you wont stone me for saying this, but I have to because its just mind blowing.
Disclaimer: I love the Chinese and I love Singapore.

Did you know...

that if everyone in China were to pee at one go, the amount of pee is able to flood Singapore for up to 4mm high.

That's cool stuff right?

That statement was made based on the calculations considering that the population of China is 1.3 billion, every one is China pees in average of 200ml each time, and the size of Singapore is 407km square.

*Que: woahhhhhhhh~~~*

working His jiggy in the storm

It hailed this morning.

Reminded me of the time when Tim was here and he wanted to experience rain. Fair enuf he experienced it while we were in the Botanical Gardens with James and Norman. Running with little stones falling from the sky and laughing at the same time wasn’t easy. But it was fun.

Anyways, I woke up this morning feeling really out of place. I just felt bemused and flummoxed (hahaha, I just saw this word in thesaurus and thought it was cool... not sure if it is used for the rite context).

Things ahead of me are exciting but it’s also scary at the same time. I can’t see what I need to believe and I can hear the voice I need to follow. Takut! Placement, PR, graduation, IELTS, work, ministry, Tim coming to Australia for good (yay!), working full time soon etc.

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7

Ok God. Amidst the storm, I will not be anxious and give u thanks while u work Your jiggy in my life.

choc sprinkles

Alright, here goes what I’d call “the chocolate sprinkles on a super rich chocolate cake”—the brief overview of what happened between my last update and now.

I witness a dear friend being Sabo-ed by ppl not of our clan. Well, kinda... and then the boys from our clan showed the other clan not to mess with our girls by executing a revenge sabo-tion back at the mastermind behind my dear friend’s sabo. It all turned out to be really entertaining and assuring: knowing that my clan has protective guys. –Esther and Sam’s sabo

Note: I’m not from any gangster mobs. All these sabo-ism is done in love. And if u want to know wat sabo means, ask a young Malaysian.

During that time, I had a crazy apple strudel frenzy cuz my housemates left the country, leaving me alone with the cats and our part-time housemates (their bfs). So I baked. Yes.. baked.

Though I’m not a fan of animals, but my housemate’s cat’s kitten passed away one day. I named her OJ (short for Orange Juice cuz of her tangy character that matches her colour). We couldn’t find the cause of her death. But this one was the kitten I liked the most out of all the furry things that run around the house.

OCF UniSA jz started girls ministry this year and we had our 1st slumber party where we fit almost 20 girls in a cozy apartment, had awesome supper, breakfast and lunch. Got to know more about others and to be amongst lovely ppl. I noticed that I was becoming a little ‘gentler’ for awhile =p

In between, there was a lot of preparation for the greatest trip of my year! I travelled to from Adelaide to Singapore to Thailand to China to Singapore again and back to Adelaide within 21days. The plus point was that I did that with 3 of my closest friends who’d do anything to make sure that I’m ok physically, mentally, spiritually, emotionally. I’d do the same for them. More on the trip later.


I came back totally stoked! And it didn’t just end there. Even before I had the chance to release my breath of excitement, the person I wanted to see the most flew in to Adelaide all the way from Malaysia!!! 2 weeks is not enough for me to get enough of Tim before he baliked kampung... however, beggars must not be picky. I’ve treasured every moment I had with him, I’m sure he did too. Thank u so much for doing so many things here with me and for me =) u could so effortlessly make me feel like the most loved girl in the world! By the way, u did leave quite an impact since u came, heehee... some of my friends here miss u already. Imagine how much more I’m missing u!


Well, new sem of uni started. It’s week 7 now and I’ve been having so much fun writing like crazy! I do pray that my placement plans will work out fine. Sometimes in class I feel like I’m diving into a bowl of Caesar salad with some chunky meat in it. It’s because there are so many kinds of academics: vegies (the normal), croutons (the i-dont-really-give-a-damn ones), meat (the super hardworking). I’m neither. The scary part is that I do not walk into the bowl. I dived into it while we’re all being tossed together with odd sauces (assignments) and seasoning. Ok, maybe that wasn’t such a suitable metaphor... but yeah, my point is that I’m being tossed around with assorted talents and aptitudes.

Then I celebrated with some friends who graduated from psycho studies. Made me quite excited for mine..


Juwita Suwito came to Adelaide as part of her tours and OCF got her to perform during out Enite, which turned out great. I love her voice... I wanna sing like that too!!!!

Since I cant sing that well (yet... (I’ll keep trying)), I was approached to play bass for the Tristantos! I’m asked to be a temporary member of the band for Convy Fundraising Nite performance, but I was told that I could extend my contract after that if they like me. Hehehe.... its been great practicing for the 1st time with them, 5 hours straight of jamming till my fingers had blisters. Yeah!!! So felt like a rock chick. Hahaha... they’re all so talented! Yet, I don’t think I’m being misplaced... I’m there to show how good they are when people compare my playing with theirs. Heheh... I serve the band well.


Residents of Ashok Macho hosted a Merdeka celebration which made me feel so home sick after that. Oh well, at least I knew I had 30 or more friends who are with me at fighting this. They also had 4 other agendas that nite: 1. The wedding ceremony of Lingster and Gohstan (their pet ducks). 2. The funeral for Laka (their pet fish). 3. The welcoming of 2 new fishes (Laki and Luku) and 1 human being (Mindy). 4. The farewell of Kenny Boy (who won the best Mangkuk award). We had asam laksa and nasi lemak, with bubur chacha for dessert. We watched Petronas ads from youtube on the huge flat screen and it made me laugh and tear...

We sent Kenny Boy off and exchanged him with Jinnie Babe. Welcome back, Thambi!!!

I also attended countless birthday parties and get-togethers which I cant fit in as chocolate sprinkles for now. U’re probably tired of reading by now.

So I’ll stop.

bee aee see kay

And she’s back again. With more weird insights to what goes in and out of jezzie’s brain.

If I have avid readers out there who devotedly visit my blog often, then i’m sorry for the long pause after moon talk.

If u so happen to pop by and see this updated post, then u’re in luck. Go check ur postbox. There mite b an envelope with cash in it for tmr’s dinner.

It’s been awhile since I had the time to sit and muse over the craziness that’s been going on in my life. Well, i do occasionally ponder about them matters while in the bus or in the shower, but then after i snap out of it, i’ll be back to bz mode.

I’ll try real hard to backtrack to fill in the missing gaps and do it in the most condensed style possible.

Erm, however.... i think i’ll do that in the next post. I shall jz leave u with 3 random thoughts

+You know u’re not progressing in ur work when u start arranging icons on ur desktop to form odd shapes and letters.

+The new Listerine toothpaste (antibacterial fluoride) makes me feel like i’m brushing my teeth with deep heat gel... well, at least i know my mouth is flouridely bacterialess...

+If they asked u to fill in the blanks, then all blanks would have the word ‘in’ in it. no?
____ --> in

.....

Told ya, she’s back again...

moon talk

Lying flat between my comfy bed and my thick quilt, I gazed out my window as the bright full moon was the only thing I could see, contrasting the ink black night sky. I smiled. At the thoughts that floated in my head. I smiled.

Consider the moon. It’s comparatively smaller than other known planets and stars. Yet regardless of its size, it still does what it was made to do.

Consider us. We’re comparatively smaller than high powered nations as a singular being. Yet regardless of our inferiority, we still are called to do what we were made to do.

In the darkness of the night, the moon reflects nothing else, but the the fiery blaze from the sun.

In the darkness of the world, we should reflect nothing else, but the glorious radiance from out Creator.

Though the amount of light shone by the moon can never be compared with what the sun can do, it still faithfully does its best in reflecting.

Shining a light not of its own but of something greater.

I pray that I may be like the moon, reflecting the glory of God, in any way I possibly can, and do what I was made to do.

quotes

Quotes of the day:

“this song should be buried!” *when mm bob by moffatts were playing on radio*

- -Jessie, my workmate who calls everyone mate

“you go to the most laid back country and try to make urself not laid back…. It’s like going to the hottest club and you go order a glass of milk”

- -Tekki, my long lost cousin (or that’s wat we think)

here comes another

One week went by just like that. Here comes another.

My week…

Work # BSF # high with housemates over poppy seed muffins # uni tried to slow cook us in lecture hall # crocs for 4dollars # sushi # met Jez the car # fell sick # i miss my bf! # group performance prep # stayed up to finish editing project # sliced thumb at work due to lack of sleep # shopping alone= depressing # praise God for China's accommodation confirmation # sarah’s nasi briyani and pei wey’s wedges # decent sleep on debbie’s bed # chair comm meet # red jacket # worked over time # surprised Bernice # visit AACC # patrick’s bday # dim sum # laundry # steamed chicken with Chinese mushrooms and lap chiong # Narnia # couch # Shirley and David getting married!!!!! # I love my room # hot chocolate # expecting more for next week

JTAB day

Jez is still alive. Very alive as a matter of fact. This is gonna b another picture filled update from me. Sorry for not doing this as often as I want to. I’ve been so busy, I use any given free time for power naps and reflection. So blogging can only be done on a day such as this. Dunno what special day it is today? It’s “Jezzie takes a break” day!

Since my last post, here’s wat took place.

Ecamp:

Same campsite, around the same time last year, same catered food, different experience, different feeling.

For me, this time was all about knowing how much I’m loved by my heavenly Father, rainbows, thirsty tears and leadership. Awesome!

Blood test:

I went to check what blood type I have. Went with James. Supported by Ken.

Turned 21:

More pictures here and facebook.

What more can I ask for with friends like these. I still cant stop smiling, even though its almost a month after that party.

The video made by huey chi and ming was super touching man!!! Good thing I didn’t cry in front of everyone. The video from timmy dear, on the other hand, made me cry like a baby! Thank you!!! All of u!

Dai Yee made me japanese cheese cake.

Kenneth bought me really cool pizzas. Roast duck, chunky chicken and smoked salmon~

Delirious?:

Yes, they came to Paradise Church. I was ushering with huey chi (both of us sitting on the steps waiting for more instructions from organizers) when we saw the whole band walk right in front of us!!! Huey chi’s jaw flew open when they walked pass, hahaha. I got told off for taking this pic... ish...

Assignment rush:

I squeezed 8 weeks of work for 2 subjects into 2 nites. [highly not recommended]. I thought I wasn’t gonna see daylight again. But thank God for pulling me thru and I made it! Never prayed so hard before…

Subway:

I started my job 2 months ago. Back to Subway. Not same branch. Not 100% thrilled about it, but I’m glad I have a part time job for an inflow of money. My God provides~

Theater:

I went for 2 theater productions at the Festival Centre for my performing class. The stage for this play called 'The Female of the Species' was on a MacBook! Cool rite?

MIST:

Missions Interlink Short-Term Training. Really great to have a chance to meet others who r going on short term missions trip, to learn about adapting to different cultures, learning about expectations, and how to handle re-entry. We even had Ethiopian food for dinner Too Much Basil went expecting some answers for our missions trip, but came back with a lot more questions. All that was so overwhelming and I’m jz grateful that our God is always with us through this experience. No worries mate.

Mothers’ day:

Every year I’ll be quite emo when mothers’ day comes. I’ll be super home sick cuz I’ll miss mommy A LOT! This year I miss mommy a lot still, but not so emo cuz I found an outlet. To celebrate with motherly figures here in Adelaide. Went for dinner with Ailyn and the Hanins. And made pizza from scratch with mandy for Dai Yee, sempena Hari Ibu.

jane (mother of nations) showing how to kill the monsters on gameboy to natelie and jeremy.

Disappointments:

All those events also comes with disappointments…

I had to miss OCF one Friday cuz of work. I didn’t realize how it felt and it was bad… its in my system d. it's my weekly meet up with people who r dear to me.

I had to miss dinner with Geoff and Aileen, and party at Debbie’s house cuz of work also. Those moments were my down parts… but I got over it. I had the chance to feed the hungry ppl with subway.

Madagascar night clashed with Delirious concert… oh well, I’ll ‘move it move it’ next time.

Random things:

I ate paper (the size of one big piece of pizza). It’ll come out somehow. The baking paper got stuck to the pizza… so I jz ate it la. Mandy, Duane and I made pizza from scratch! oolala~

Duane was so excited about his vegetarian pizza.

I walked into mosquito netting at debbie’s house. Sarah cant stop laughing. Oh… so memalufying. Good thing it was the netting and not the glass door.

I witnessed a long-planned sabo-tion. It involved a tree, super strong wax, powder, rope, a blindfold, a gay david beckham singlet, diversion plan, 20 plus witnesses, 3 pails of water, audio sound of shaver from phone, extra virgin olive oil, home baked muffins (from Ee May), suppressed giggles, screaming, and one very scared birthday boy. Haha, happy birthday Thambi Jin!

I saw 2 ducks in Magill swimming pool on my way to uni. Hahah… organic filters.

And since it’s ‘Jezzie takes a break day!’, I blew bubbles in my room. It was so uplifting. The bubbles were so colourful… *zones out into sphere thoughts*

So yeah, happening right? U tell me, how can I blog so often?

Till the next super long post. Thx for reading ;)

another cool birthday wish

Some years ago
A star was born
A beautiful girl
With a heart so warm

She grew into a woman
A wonderful sight to see
We all get so excited
Whenever you smile with glee

Another year has quickly passed
But you don't show your age
It's just another verse for you
To write down on a page

The book of life you're writing
Is a continuing story
The pages in your book
I'm sure are filled with glory

As your day approaches
I wanted to send a cheer
I hope for your next birthday
I can somehow be here

So have a happy birthday
For you deserve the best
This is not just something
That I simply say in jest

From my heart I truly mean it
I hope your day is great
I hope my birthday wish for you
a little joy it creates

-Disposable Man-

all Jezed up

My dear friend, Mr. Patrick Sim wrote me a song for my 21st! hahaha, He's so cool!

it's called "Jez Me Up"

~click on the play button and enjoy!

Hey I know this one gurl
Her name be Jez
She's a little zest
And man can she sing
WIth a voice so keng
Chill out and listen
And eat chicken wings

And when she picks up the bass
And plays a riff with subtle grace
Just embrace with your thats cool face
And dance to the beat and match the pace

And sometimes
When I'm looking for her
All I have to do is close my eyes
And in time
If you listen close enough
Through the whispers of the wind you'll hear her laugh

Cause u jez up my life
With crazy lame lines
You put the mine in amphetamine
And u fight till the end
YOur heart beats determined
to see life in what you believe
And you have made the difference in our lives

Now you think that she's small
She likes Spongebob
and she's not that tall
BUt u are wrong
She is very strong
Cause she got Jesus
She's big like hippotatamus

She is a Cheras gurl
Longest pasar malam in the world
So get to know her and her lot
Log on to prettyjezzy @ blogspot


And sometimes
When I'm looking for her
All I have to do is close my eyes
And in time
If you listen close enough
Through the whispers of the wind you'll hear her laugh

Cause u jez up my life
With crazy lame lines
You put the mine in amphetamine
And u fight till the end
YOur heart beats determined
to see life in what you believe
And you have made the difference in our lives