Monday, September 24, 2012

Little Beauties

My babies are growing full bloom. :')

*SOB* 
And it seemed like only yesterday when four of them were packed tight in sleeping green buds. 
Sigh. They just grow up so quickly...... 




First baby bud to peek out!

:DDD

*GASP*

A pink and a white one! :DDDDDD
*JOY*

A girl, and a boy. Aptly pink and white. I know blue is traditionally for boys, but really, who cares. Mum used to dress us all in white, when we were babies. That was because she never went for ultrasounds, and only did it once for each pregnancy to check on the foetus(us rowdy four kids). And when she did she never wanted to know the sex of the baby, because she wanted it as a "surprise". She said it was more fun to behold the excitement of knowing the gender when the baby is born, instead of knowing it beforehand and then that takes away half the fun of giving birth.

Not that giving birth is an easy task, mind you. Mum says it's pretty "simple", except perhaps for the first birth. Cause it's your first time, your body has to change/adjust, it might hurt, you'd be in labor, contractions, yadda yadda yadda. *cough* Help. Women have it hard T.T 

ANYWAYS. Omg. I just got off-topic again. Kill me now.

Yeah, so getting back to the REAL topic here.... 

My pretty, pretty babies! :'DDD

Such gorgeous sweethearts. Pardon me for being all weirdo and treating my six lilies like children, but it's just cause I gush over them so much and it's so exciting to watch them slowly open their petals, all fresh and pretty, and making my room smell so beautiful. 

Taken today. :D

Four lilies in full bloom.... awaiting the younger duo!

I... absolutely... LOVE lilies. They're so much better than roses which die after a few days, and don't make your room smell nice at all. Though I love all flowers. I'm just a teeny bit biased when it comes to lilies.... 
... cause they're so darn gorgeous. :'D

Thank you, sayang, for them. ;)

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Charmed


Of all the Butterflies, you picked this one.

God really does work in mysterious ways, doesn't He...

.... I have no regrets. :)

Perhentian



Obtained that picture from Jolene via email. :D

That was on the first day itself, just after we arrived at Bubbles Dive Resort to begin some conservation efforts, and got right down to work prepping for our Ecoteer School Club activities in the next two days. We were all doing the "turtle" sign, there was also the "shark", and maybe another one I can't seem to remember XD. 

It was a fabulously amazing trip; a great eye-opener. Certainly something really valuable to my experiences in the future. Here's to another story to tell my kids! :D

I can't stay on long to blog; I have too much work to get done this week. I feel like dying, but I really wanted to just get this posted up because that trip was worth it. I came back realizing I needed to brush up on my Malay speaking skills. 

Oh, and the reason why I was holding that turtle puppet was because I was the "director" of the puppet show, or at least, I was on that team. Since I created the script, wrote it out, got the ball rolling, Daniel was all, "Alright, you're the director!" and put me in charge of the turtle puppet I aptly named Cik Penyu. The play was in Bahasa, okay? I didn't really have much choices in naming them Malay names.... 

Aites, gotta go nows for some epic scrounging of presentations and assignments. 

WISH ME LUCK. :D

Thank you God for a lovely trip. For keeping me safe, for bringing me home safe, for keeping me healthy and well throughout. Thank you for blessing me. Amen.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

To be

Send someone to love me
I need to rest in arms
Keep me safe and warm
In the pouring rain
Give me endless summer
Lord I feel the cold
Feel I'm getting old
Before my time

As my soul
Heals the shame
I will grow through this pain
Lord I'm doing
All I can
To be a better man.

-Robbie Williams, Better Man 

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Senior Citizen


Happy Birthday, Fajar! :)

He's 55 years old now, my old man, he is, he is. 

I wish sometimes that my old dad would have a little sentiment in him. Whatever sentiment left seems to have vanished in the previous years before. Oh well, I'm still very proud of him. 

I love you daddy! And I pray for you. God bless you. And I still hope that you will meet Him one day, soon. And I hope to spend eternity in Heaven with you, too. 

God, please bless my father's soul, and have mercy on him. Thank you, Lord.