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Wow. Just caught up on others' blogs (can i say this, KL, Jang, Mic, LK, Jean, JX... etc.) u guys write really well!

I keep complaining about how engineers just don't touch language anymore 'so what'd u expect'. Hence, everytime I remember I have a blog, and go to all the trouble switching on the lappie & going through several tries with the password (pretty telling.), just clicking 'New Post' is enough to wipe your mind clean of any coherent thought.

So. gotta practice practice practice. So don't mind me when this blog just becomes a litany of what I ate and saw and did cos I don't wanna become an online editor of "Joanne's opinions - Get yours' today" anyway. ;D

Anyway, just wanna say during these weeks leading up to Arise & Build, truly it's been hard to keep yourself on a faith-high. Revelation is needed every step of the way. It's true, the moment you start working and get more money coming in, it's just harder to give. But these few weeks have also been a time where I realize I got so much wealth that can't be measure monetarily - there's quality time with family, energy to catch up and most importantly open doors into the lives of my cousins.

I'm gonna commit to giving, to get those facilities, those seats (more seats, less need for booking and less frowns XD) and those hangout places where we can all fellowship without checking for closure time - from imagination to reality. Because I see my family & friends there. And I really wanna see that vision come true.


Michelle said…
no wonder suddenly got a lot of entries

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