After finishing the last paper of A-levels** (what was it again?)- I seriously can’t remember, some Paper 5 thing, prom, last day-ktt worship leading at nilai, packing and leaving ktt, the remainder of november and december can be described with two words- rotting and bumming.
Sleeping more than eight hours a day, eating, more sleeping, onlining, movies, and basically doing nothing-what a change from college life ha. Well I did spend a lot of time talking with my mum which was good, and brushing up on cooking hahaha and housework when she was outstation- other than that it was pretty routine-less and aimless which was quite a pain in the donkey, if you know what I mean. Even playing around with my new Sony boy wasn’t occupying enough. Wanted to be hustly-busy again.
Thus I wanted to work- ruled out nandos’ (because their workers have to wear bandannas LOL) and starbucks*** (no vacancy) and gleneagles (no vacancy) and old town (didn’t feel like it) and teaching at a kindergarten (didn’t feel like it either) and TGIF (no vacancies again).
Christmas and New Year came and went. First week of January was a tough week. My uncle found out that his cancer had spread to many different parts of the bone. The same week my pastor passed away. It was a painful episode. Attended two wake services and a funeral- which was the first in a long long time, and a first that the deceased was someone I knew personally. He was the one who prayed over me at one month old, the one who baptised me, who lead worship enthusiastically on Sundays and drove us to youth camps. I found it so hard to believe that he won’t be here anymore, yet eventually I took comfort in knowing that it is not the end, but a new beginning, that he’s in a better, far better place with no more sickness, even if I miss him. During that time I heard inspiring eulogies, realised what counts at the end, and above all else knew what comfort we have in God our Father in times like these.
“O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?" – 1 Corinthians 15:55
Back to the present. I did manage to find a job as a volunteer at the National Cancer Society of Malaysia. Just two days there so far and I’m blessed to have a desk of my own with a computer with Internet access, new things to learn up, learning of great amazing stuff they’re doing for cancer awareness, for chicken rice**** for lunch two days consecutively lol.
Time is moving ABOMINABLY fast again it seems. Its almost mid-January and I wish I could freeze time. If Facebook asked me what superpowers I would choose if I was a superhero, I would call myself a Freezer and use it to freeze abominable (second time I’m using that word) KL traffic, freeze happy moments, freeze time. Sounds a bit on the line of Click. Oh that abominable movie. (third time).
Haha, well here’s to a new beginning!
*the title is very, very unrelated.
**the last paper of A-levels was… er… Bio 5??
***one day i shall work in starbucks and breathe in the aromatic breathtaking delicious inspiring stimulating coffee-ish aroma of well, coffee all day long; and make frappucinos and cappucinos and other –cinos and lattes and other new drinks they invent by then. But I think that ‘one day’ won’t probably ever, come.
****Ah Kow The Chicken Rice Man gave me a drumstick deliberately today. Not that particularly fond of it but it was a kind gesture and I think its because I’m chinese haha. (halal food court)
OH one more thing- the thought of Ruud Van Nistelrooy in a Liverpool shirt is so WEIRD, yet priceless. Makes me wonder… ahahaha.