I should really thank God

Hee. Okie, I decide not to be lazy and write something on my "dusty" blog.
I feel so relieve and joyful nowadays that I basically skipped and hummed to school every day or just passed my day with a joyful song!
Life is really good...
especially after my hectic week.
Imagine me doing 1 project, 1 presentation, 1 assignment & prepare for 3 mid-term tests, best of all, complete all in 1 week, which is 7 days and 24x7 hours.

Awww... I really thank God for pulling me through. :)
Oh thank you LORD!

I wanna really thank God for today's teens teaching about worship too!
I feel no fear! And surprisingly I wasn't nervous on "stage". (Well, I realise I might maybe have stage fright.)

When we were practicing how to worship, with hands raised and beautiful voices heard, I suddenly felt so touched! It was like the first time I saw all the teens worship like that! And I totally believe God love that moment & the way they worship at that time! It was more than awesome! It was beautiful!
You know, every time when I'm on stage and I see people worship with their hearts, I'd give thanks for each and every one of them. And I'll be so moved by their act of worship.

I really wish that people can have more breakthroughs and be more bold in expressing themselves during worship. Myself included. :)

Do you know?
Greek word for worship = proskyneo = "to kiss"
Muack muackZ!
The video on "boy kisses girl" below is an illustration.

muack muack & HK piggy

A simple wish...

I want to meet rebels...

Should I "guitar"?

If I have time that I used to have, I would surely pick up guitar again.
It's kinda contradictory, you know. Or maybe it's just women.
Or maybe it's just me.

Every time I have this urge to "guitar" again, I would be determined (ok, for maybe 5 mins).
The intensity of my determination is great. But it doesn't last.

Now I wonder, if I can rewind time and go back to my primary school days.
Instead of moving house (well, I moved like almost 10 times until now), or staring at the black old dusty tv, or playing catching along the corridor & climbing pipes with my neighbours, maybe I'd learn to play guitar... provided that someone actually introduced me to guitar.

Or perhaps, i'll be crying for my mama, when I see the guitar, cuz it looks like a big crocodile.
I dunno. Some times, when I look at the guitar, I just find it a resemblance to crocodile.

Don't you think so?