friday.
Things to thank God for.
1. The wonderful weather in the morning where I rolled out of bed to a nice cooling Friday.
2. Sam whom I can hang out with when I’m bored to tears. Thanks Sam for enduring my agonizing rants and “I miss you-know-who”. And talking on the phone and making me laugh with your antics. 
you know I hearts you very much despite my sarcasm yes? What’s better way to show endearment than a little teasing rite? =D
3. The awesome people at Macgyver Consultants during the BE Global Conference. Working from 7.30-6 was a breeze when you’re with nice understanding people.
4. Simple things that gets me excited and laugh.
`I want to be someone who can make people laugh and make them feel genuinely appreciated.
love,
l
monday.
You know what they say about your thoughts?
Be careful what you think, because your thoughts run your life.
If I had a super power what would I want to have?
I thought for a while, and I decided, I’d want to read thoughts.
But the danger with that is, I’ll know every single thing you’ll be thinking.
Even those thoughts that are not very good.
I think if anyone ever had that super power and they’ll read my mind the past 3 months,
they’ll probably go insane with depression reading my thoughts. (They wish they never read mine)
But, it’s getting better.
I’m depositing more happy thoughts in my membrane.
I’m going back to the old goofy Lyndel who’s not scared of looking unglamorous, laugh so hard I’d almost snort, tell jokes that are actually funny.
I’ll smile smile smile smile smile smile smile smile.
As the cliche goes, there’s always a rainbow after every storm.
“See the good in the bad, the purpose in the pain and God’s presence in the problem”
love,
L
i feel.
i’m running towards the big white blankets that God has prepared for me.
nice and cosy you see.
oh, the security
oh, the safety.
i’m running and jumping into His warm loving arms.
the storm is ending soon.
explain.
I am back from my little getaway.
Back from the ultimate road trip.
Back from my little escapism.
Although it was a short time, it felt like I have been away for ages.
The past three days got me thinking about putting my life in God’s hands. On the first day, we went to the theme park with all the roller coasters and stuff that brings your heart to your mouth.
Riding on a roller coaster is the same as living your life by faith. We know these rides are not going to be smooth. There’s going to be bumps along the way. There will be times when you are high and times when you are down. And sometimes, in life, it does happen like that. One moment, you are on top of the world, the next day you will be at the lowest pit. It may happen in a snap.
Living a life controlled by God is exciting. If I can be candid about it. At times, we would close our eyes when it plunges down. It is never easy living by faith. It is never easy taking that first step to sit on that roller coaster. We hold on tight. We close our eyes. We shout, we scream.
We know we are secure in the rides, seat belts, double seat belts, but we are still fearful. Likewise, God is our safety belt. He’ll never let us go through it without the safety belts. He even installed double seat belts to ease our minds. But we still worry that things may not go according to plan.
But you know what, at the end of the ride, everything turns out well. You had fun. You experienced it. The adrenaline rush. The fear. The euphoria.
I know this period of inertia for me is sort of like the part where the roller coaster starts. Slow and uncertain. I started from the low point and I am at the period of going up…slowly.
love,
l
appletrees.
Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren’t as good, but easy.
So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
closed.
i’m weird, eccentric and at times, a little insecure.
i’m emotional
i make mistakes.
but if you can’t handle me at my worst,
then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.
thrown.
The weekend started with some partying at Nicholas’ Buttday party.
But before that, had a nice PERSONAL TIME with Wirawan PSP at Cheenatown eating some ching chong piang
I was just thinking about eating Steamboat on Thursday night. And my wish was granted on Friday and Saturday. Awesome stuff.
Gee. God listens to my silly thoughts as miniscule as eating Steamboat. And not just once but twice!
So Saturday was an impromptu at Joe Wee’s Kitchen.
Next weekend is gonna be exciting! Can’t wait can’t wait!!
love,
l
yellow.
Things to thank God for
1. My little brother who willingly agreed to spend a late afternoon by the beach with his dear sister. It came to my realisation that he is growing up so fast. I’m afraid by the time I take notice of him, his voice will be broken, he’ll have mustache and all that. But I really Thank God for that time I spent with my little brother. Just him and I. I believe these moments will be etched in his mind as he grows up. I would really want to be a wonderful sister to him. Someone whom he can go to when he has problems.
2. This wonderful break that I am having now. I believe I am going through a season. A time of testing. I pray that at the end of this metamorphosis, I’ll be more grounded with my values and convictions.
3. The wonderful weather in the morning when it rains and I can roll out of bed late.
4. Surrounding me with people today. Cos I really hate being alone now.
I know life is worth living with such a God by my side.
love,
l.
polkas.
My week’s been A awesome.
Random get together at Cheryl’s place on Friday night.
Cheryl’s Birthday cum Secondary school gathering on Saturday night
And Sentosa with the CG after service.
i
cannot
wait
for
what’s gonna happen in 2 weeks’ time!!
love,
l
smickety.
As she looks out of her window, the engine from the cars and children’s voices at the playground made up a rather melancholic Friday afternoon. The sun’s intense brightness hurt her eyes and she put the blinds back. Chinese oldies from the radio being played by the shophouse was the maestro among the nuances of noise. It gave a lazy, relaxing feel.
She could not help but thank God for today. A nice relaxing day in her own room, sitting by her best companion,
oops!
she can’t continue this dramatic novel. cos she need to go out hang with her high school pals
ciao!!!
locked.
i’m gonna be locking some of my posts.
if you know me well enough, you’ll know the password
my surname.
=)
love,
lyndel
rainbow.
i still melt
with that rianbow eyes smile.
i still do.
full-ish
she tells herself, this is the “last time. never again”
but she finds herself forgiving again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again….. yeah you get the drift.
give me an ASS
give me a TEA
give me an ARE
give me an EEE
give me an EN
give me a JEE
give me another TEA
give me an AYCH.
love,
lyndel
bee day.
First and foremost, thank you for the birthday wishes. thankyou thankyou.
I feel so very blessed on my birthday.
Thank you guys soooo soooo much for your presence at the surprise party.
I’d like to make a special acknowledgement to my Awesome Sister who planned such AWESOME party.
Awesome awesome sister I must say. I can’t even find words to start with it.
Awesome.
And and to my SUPER SUPER AWESOME Cell group.
Jojo, Joe Wee, Jolene, Serene, Frankie, Denise, Kelvin, Tiffany, Claire, Alfred, You Lian, Winston, Wei Ye., Jae who gave me the bestest bestest surprise ever of coming to my house, decorating it and singing a song for me at the wee hours in the morning! Imagine that! 1.30am. Thank you guys for sacrificing your sleep for me. To Grace for your concern about the actual day.
And of course,thank you to my Maker
More to come in the next entry. Too Tired now but I just got to thank these awesome people in my life.
Restart.
Today is the start of a fresh new year.
Renewal.
I’m putting the past in a nice little box,
And got it locked.
Today is the 3rd year anniversary for this little companion.
Thank you llyndel.wordpress.
You’ve listened to my 3 years of rants and raving.
Here’s to more years ahead.
cheers,
lyndel
(proper birthday post coming in due time)
stop being emo woman!
and get on with LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THERE’S SO MUCH THAT LIFE CAN OFFER.
TIME TO GET OUT THERE,
HAVE FUN WHILE YOU’RE STILL YOUNG.
FORGET ABOUT ALL THE THINGS THAT’S MAKING YOU SO MISERABLE.
HERE’S ONE LIFE.
LIVE IT.
note to self.
don’t look back
do not ever look back.
Ecclesiastes 7
10Do not say, “Why were the old days better than these?”
For it is not wise to ask such questions.
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Poof poof poof!
And it’s the 20th of September!!!!
I do not like it.
I want to stall time.
But at the same time, I’m quite excited with what I’m planning to do.
If it’s God’s will, He’ll open the doors.
cheers.cheers.cheers.
L.
Protected: one birthday wish.
Protected: monochrome.
Protected: shame shame!
belts.
I can not (yes that space is intentional) wait for the trip in late October over the weekends and the Aussie trip to Melbourne in December.
Finally I have something to look forward to.
I hope to go visit the twins in California next year tooooooo!
I really wish I could take that leave for Sock’s 21st. ;(
GAH!
Anywoots,
Ala Paredes is the glam.
She needs to do more sit ups to shape those abs though.
Love her curly hair.
I lav hurrrrr *does the bitchy blonde accent*
On to another news,
there’s this girl who pledged to wear the same dress for 365 days with the purpose of promoting sustainable fashion.
Day 129
Day 63
Wait wait!
Before you balk at the idea that she doesn’t change clothes throughout the year, here’s the story behind it.
Starting May 2009, I have pledged to wear one dress for one year as an exercise in sustainable fashion. Here’s how it works: There are 7 identical dresses, one for each day of the week. Every day I will reinvent the dress with layers, accessories and all kinds of accouterments, the majority of which will be vintage, hand-made, or hand-me-down goodies. Think of it as wearing a daily uniform with enough creative license to make it look like I just crawled out of the Marquis de Sade’s boudoir.
The Uniform Project is also a year-long fundraiser for the Akanksha Foundation, a grassroots movement that is revolutionizing education in India. At the end of the year, all contributions will go toward Akanksha’s School Project to fund uniforms and other educational expenses for children living in Indian slums.
Cool Stuff huh. huhhhh. huhhh.
On to more personal stuff,
Updates on the past week.
Wednesday night was drum lessons!
Had a fantastic time refreshing those notes and beats. And Joshua is insane with his hand and feet coordination.
Insane I tell you! And I hope I’d get to play in Bings’ 2-man band so I can make it a 3 man band! heh. Or Sam!!! Let’s go jamming!! Okay, the main purpose is to be a better player for God so I must not forgot that first purpose.
Friday’s hockey training with the SRC girls was fun.
Haven’t played hockey for ages and was pretty suprise with myself how I’m still in form. I even managed to snatch the ball from Sam and intercept some balls. Awesome or what. Here’s Lyndel back to being a hockey player. =D
(it’s like back in secondary school when guys wanna get your number. GAG!)
Saturday was spent in the Airport in the wee hours in the morning fetching some arriving pax from Europe. Then off to the Cruise Centre. Tiring and made my butt ache.
This morning, I woke up to a pair of sore ass and thighs. Church was freezing again. Lunch and Scrubs at Jojo’s crib after that.
And time check 2137hours, spending this nice Sunday night listening to John Mayer.
This leads me to a little idea, won’t it be nice to have a nice little cafe by the beach that play acoustic songs through the stereo in the afternoon and live band playing acoustic music at night? And sit by the beach listening to the waves and reading your favourite novel. ahhhhhhhh. That’s life…
Maybe it exist in US or Australia but too baaaad Singapore do not have such stuff. Cafe Del Mar does not dedicate their playlist to acoustics, if that’s what you’re thinking.
uhmm. numm. numm. nummm.
doop dee doop dee doooo.
Hmm. What else to talk about my life…
Well, it’s great how I’m going back to things I like and enjoy. There this sense of attainment and purpose in my life once again. It made me realize that there are so many areas that I am good at. Somehow, along the way, I lost my direction and made tones of mistakes. But as they say, learn from your mistakes and make this time better than the old one.
loves,
L
Protected: unconditional.
september
dearest you,
so here we are,
a year later.
you held my hand so tightly that day.
as we crossed that road
it could have been a yearful of laughter and love.
but I guess God has better plans.
i still love you dearly,
though i can’t hold your hands anymore
or hug you real tightly
and i still melt
when you smile at me with your rainbow eyes smile.
I thank God for this break cos
I learnt to appreciate you even more than I already did in the past.
love,
me.
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