cast no shadow.

Another week of work has passed. Conversations across the room are getting ever so bizzare now that everyone has lapsed into a limbo where boredom regins. Ever since registration for the kids run has closed, there has been a record number of (no) calls for me! No thousands of emails to reply to, no hoards of parents hounding me and essentially, a lot of free time. City Duathlon registration closes on Monday so I suspect tuesday will be a complete nightmare for me.

Anyway, some random pictures from all over + Timbre@ Arts House
  
+ half the other side of the table not pictured
 
 
 
Thanks Samuel, for planning! The cake and the company. :) Even if I wasn't part of your $460-eat-like-free night, I didn't mean to be 3 hours late! HAhahaha improvement from last year, yes? At least I showed up in the pink of health. Did not expect 18 people to turn up and was rather disappointed there weren't enough seats to go around so ugene and jiade were sitting at a seperate table and I spent half my night table hopping from The Lame Table (omg cheryl, your caption of theo - red face pedastrian man people will stop is the WIN!) to The Crude Table (wow I didn't know my colleagues were capable of swearing so much.) Perhaps under the influence of one erdinger too many. But still. All in the name of expression, yes?

Goodfellas weren't that entertaining. Maybe it has something to do with catching them 4 consecutive times in a row. Arts House is terribly congested so that probably restricted their movement! Hahah, it's substation for me forever and ever, baby. Stayed throughout the 4 sets and had to endure their bob marley-esque songs which absolutely KILLED. Still, it was a great way to chill after work. 
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ARM REST DANNY HAHAHAHHAHAHAH (danny, I love you! Chillax) + the 2 favourite things in my house.

PS. I feel very much like kicking myself because I am missing zouk with steve aoki tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wah jean and daph you pangsehkias. (It's ok. I really saw it coming, though.) + jackies headache + my toothache = no go. (Candice/cheryl/jolene: Hope you had fun at tennis. I really wanted to go lah but tooth ache!!) Night cycling tomorrow, provided my zit does not take over the world. I find it hard to imagine I had perfect skin throughout the holidays and when graduation is coming my face is a complete disaster. Wow god must hate me.

3 ways to don on a vest!

I asked Jesus how much He loved me

He answered "this much"

Then He stretched out His arms and died for me

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One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise. Ah! ... the beauty of God's creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord's presence with me. He asked me, "Do you love me?" I answered, "Of course, God! You are my Lord and Saviour!"

Then He asked, "If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?"

I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't be able to do and thought about the things that I take for granted. I answered, "It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You."

Then the Lord said, "If you were blind, would you still love my creation?"

How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation. So I answered, "It's hard to think of it, but I would still love you."

The Lord then asked me, "If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?"

How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to God's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts. I answered, "It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word."

The Lord then asked, "If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?"

How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me, God wants us to sing from our very hearts and souls. It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks. So I answered, "Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name."

And the Lord asked, "Do you really love Me?"

With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly, "Yes Lord! I love You because You are the one and true God!"

I thought I had answered well, but God asked, "Then why do you sin?"

I answered, "Because I am only human. I am not perfect."

"Then why in times of peace do you stray the furthest? Why only in times of trouble do you pray the earnest?"

I had no answers ... only tears.

The Lord continued. "Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?" The tears continued to roll down my cheeks. "Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading the good news? Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?"

"You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge. I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away. I have sent you servants, but you sat idly by as they were pushed away. I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all. Do you truly love me?

I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? When my heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said, "Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child."

The Lord answered, "That is My Grace, My child."

I asked, "Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?"

The Lord answered, " Because you are My creation. You are my child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. When you are down, I will encourage you. When you fall, I will raise you up. When you are tired, I will carry you. I will be with you until the end of days, and I will love you forever."

Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done? I asked God, "How much do You love me?"

The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands. I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Saviour. And for the first time, I truly prayed.