The Joy of Books

More reason to why I want a library and love books. :)

THEY DANCE! :D

A little like Belle

I want a library. :)

A place where I can just sit and read for hours at a time, surrounded by shelves and shelves of books lined up just waiting for me to open their covers and enter into their world full of mystery, suspense, love and tear-jerking, life-changing experiences that mould them into their characters and make them either so lovable or detestable.

A place filled with comfortable chairs with fluffy cushions, soft and furry rugs, a comfortable window sill with a beautiful garden view, soft music in the background, the smell of coffee in the air...a fireplace would be lovely.

But then again, this is Malaysia, so there's no need for one. Hee.

Being able to live out the stories with them, learn from their challenges, mistakes and lessons in life and rooting for them till the end...that is why I love reading. It opens a whole new world to you. It increases your power of imagination with every book and rewards your imagination when a movie based on the book is created.

People ask me how I can finish a book in a day. It's simple. I love reading. And I can't wait to turn the page and discover a new plot, a new scheme, a twist in the story, a new love blossoming, a clue to a crime, a new piece of the puzzle that makes a complete picture as the story continues.

I love my books.

Old or new, torn or still with perfect pages and covers, pages falling off and bookworm-eaten or ink-smelling...whatever condition they're in, they've been a part of my life and I love them. :)

So what're you waiting for?

Go grab a book now. :)

"There are those who say that life is like a book, with chapters for each event in your life and a limited number of pages on which you can spend your time. But I prefer to think that a book is like a life, particularly a good one, which is well worth staying up all night to finish."

Practice makes perfect :)

After months of not really putting much time and effort into the piano because of studies and various other reasons, tomorrow, I shall revive my love affair with music.

Going to take David's advice and practice as much as I can, whenever I can. Every free time I have will be devoted to learning as much as I can and practicing. (:

I can doooo this. :) ohyeah. *determined face*

Coincidence?

It's scary how your update sounded as though you had read my post.

:/ Oh, if only that were true.

Then I can push that little thought out of my head....or make larger room for it. HEH.

I highly doubt so, though. But if you did, could you please let me know?

Sigh.

Unknowingly, yet powerfully.

Dear _________ ,

       You may never know this (unless you're reading this now, although it's highly unlikely), but you've played a huge role in my life this year. If you didn't cause me to question and think about my capabilities,  God-given talents, my hearts desires, dreams and visions, hope and love, I might never have reached this point where although my heart is still looking for directions and seeking the right answers from the one above, I know that I'm on my way to making the right decision for my future.

       Unknowingly, you have motivated me to do my very best in whatever I do, and to love what I'm doing. You taught me how to worship Him in a whole new way and in a different perspective. You brought life back into something in me that had died down for a while after being piled upon by studies and stress. 

       Through our short conversations, you managed to remind me of the joy that we only get when we are serving Him- in everything we do. Your updates reminded me to give praise to God where it is due and to thank Him for everything He's done and is doing in my life. Your stories reminded me that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. You've reminded me of many things, but most of all, you reminded me of who I am and who we're living for.

       Your life is so full of God's blessings and favour that nobody can deny the fact that God is there in your every day, your every action, your every word. Your child-like faith has inspired me and your drive and passion for what you do brought out my love and passion for what I do; even if it happened at totally the wrong time- right in the beginning of my second semester.

       I believe God brought you into my life - or me into your life, depending on how you look at it - at such a time, throughout the years, for a purpose. He knew that there were greater plans for my life than what I had already planned out. By allowing us to stumble upon each other again and again at such points in my life is what I would call divine intervention, as corny and lame as it may sound. Every time I saw you around or talked to you, it's as if my heart participated in a round of tug-of-war. Not in the lovey dovey way, but in the love and passion kinda way. As though you had reminded me of a dream far away that I had pushed aside because I considered it impossible, and my heartstrings were being tugged once again my that dream, each time we conversed. I should've known and believed that the desire that was previously in my heart was put there by God. I am again reminded now that nothing is impossible for God. 

He holds my world in His hands, and I am truly thankful for it.

       If only you knew how much you've been a blessing in my life. Unfortunately, I'm afraid that my words may have been misunderstood or my intentions wrongly interpreted, as it might occur when one writes instead of speaks. In the future, when I'm in the midst of chasing or living my dream, I shall read this post again and whisper a prayer to thank God for everything you've done for me, in your own way - unknowingly, yet powerfully, and yet another for Him to continue blessing you so that you can be a blessing to others, such as you have been in my life.

       Thank you for being patient with me. I might have come across as just another fan-girl, which I might have sounded like, but don't get the wrong impression, though. I just really admired you, and besides, you were the only one at that time that I could talk to about it who could provide me enough information and advice.

       I will always be grateful for what you have done. One day, by the will and grace of God, we would be able to serve Him together, each of us doing what we love best, all for His glory.

Crying for this generation

I was just going through my timeline on twitter, and a few posts from two of the people I follow really stood out.

Both were regarding their mums.

And both weren't very polite about their mothers.

One even used the F word.

I am honestly appalled.

How can one even allow themselves to use such words on their parents?

They've done more for us than we've ever done for them in out entire lives.

It's not like they tried to sell you off for prostitution or something..

All their mothers asked of them was for a bit of help.

No matter how angry we are at them, I think that we should still respect our parents.

Even if they're being unreasonable, that is no excuse for anyone to use the F word on any of our parents.

And even if you're angry, try to find a way to cool down!

Don't just lash out on twitter where everyone can see what you're saying.

That is so immature.

And you know the saddest part?

They're both Christians.

So help me understand something.

How can someone who claims to be a Christian do something like that and not feel guilty?

AND.

How can someone who does that post anything about God as their next tweet?

:(

And i'm sad to say and see that many Christians are like that.

But just to clarify, not everyone is like that.

I love my parents, even if I don't tell them that.

It's just not in our culture, as Malaysians, to say I love you.

But I will never ever think of saying or posting stuff like that about them.

I am baffled.

Tweedle-dee, Tweedle-dum

A few of the things that make my days better. :)

Unfortunately, I don't spend as much time as I would like to on the piano anymore because I'm way too busy.

So now, I compensate for that by doing something I love almost as much.

I won't say that I'm extremely good at it.

All I'll say is that I thank God for the gift and talent that He's given to me.

And that I love using it to bless other people through worship; and I love it when people tell me that they've been encouraged by me. It encourages me as well.

I know then that God is using me for His glory.

As if I need to explain it anymore after all the previous posts.

I love listening to music.

It's one of the most effective forms of relaxing and resting of the mind in between long, tough days in college or while doing work or just for personal enjoyment.

Music has been my form of personal TAWG a lot of the time as well.

Worship albums like Alive In South Africa - Israel & New Breed are amazing.

Reading.

It opens your mind to a whole new imaginary world in the book.

I love imagining what the characters would look and sound like, what the places would look like, what the food would taste like, what the air smells like, etc.

Books. You can never get enough of them.

Pillow Talk

Currently studying for my Biology A test which is happening later today.

Unfortunately, instead of looking like that...

...I feel like this.

Oh so sleeeeepyyy. :/

One more topic to cover before i hit the sack.

How do I stay awake? :(

Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum

Have I mentioned that I have a thing for drummers?

Hot stuff, don't you think?

Heh.

:B

Musical frustrations

Every. Single. Time.

:/

Every single time I talk to a certain musician friend of mine, I have this urge to want to pursue music professionally.

If you know me, you'd know that as of March 2011, I have decided to become a doctor.

Well, the decision wasn't an easy one.

There was a lot of uncertainty behind that decision.

Okay, correction. There IS still a lot of uncertainty behind that decision. :(

There are times when I listen to a few songs or view a musicians profile on facebook and i'm like 

"Aww man, I wish I could do that as a living".

Sigh.

With all my time spent in college and doing assignments and studying, i had to drop my main instrument, the piano.

It'll be great if I could play the guitar or some other instrument to fill up that musical void, but unfortunately, all i can do is sing. :/

I love singing, don't get me wrong. I reaaally love singing.

But there's this thing about actual instruments. It's different.

You can play out the melodies and harmonies that your voice can't do all at once.

Unless you have a recording studio at home PLEASE TAKE ME THERE!!!, you can't do that.

Anyway, because of that, I hardly ever touch the piano now, and I'm getting rusty.

My choice of chords is ugly and I think even my timing is running now. NOOOOO. :(

Seeing everyone chasing their dreams, starting in ICOM, then going to Berklee.

And even a high possibility of breaking into the music industry and becoming a world touring musician..

Even all the New Breed Auditions.

Gahh. I wish i could be part of something like that. :/

But as usual, after a few hours..

I still think that music isn't my calling.

It doesn't feel right. I may absolutely love it, but I think that maybe... I'd be a better doctor.

Yeah right.

:(

Sigh, let's just wait for the few hours to pass and then life goes on.