A Letter to you

Dear blog and blog readers,

It's been quite a while since we met. I've always wanted to blog but time seems to be chasing after me. Preparations for this SPM was a dreadful one indeed. So I'm taking a day off to blog, fb a little and watched TV- The Express. Good movie! Ernie Davis was one tough, strong-willed man for his people and football. There's so many exciting stuffs to do after SPM. More dreadful days? 23rd Nov till 8th Dec 2010. GAahh.

Here's what I've planned. Who knows I might just refer to this list here because I don't have one yet nyeheh :)

• Join Just For Laughs Gags audition (maybe drag Yuhahahhaa my good friend along)
• Plan up the dates and trip together with Sarah to visit my dear sister whee~
• Prepare myself to enrol as an ICOM student. Oo, latest news... I'm going to take the Berklee Transfer Programme. Boston babey here I come! God has been really awesome and always is. He has led me and got my parents' approval to go for music :) Maybe I'll blog about this coming soon...
• Christmas season is just around the corner too! If I have the time, I'll go to the malls and slide on their pianos. Extra pocket money might come in handy hee!
• OO! Go get my driving license! I'm so gonna pray hard that my driving instructor is a SHFEmale, not the babbling type...
• Bring my little brother (hmm, not so little anymore) for a round of badminton, swimming, and an ice cream day. He'll be studying in 4 Semangat next year and we're proud of him in getting in to the first class. Next prayer item will be him becoming a Pengawas heh.
• Meet up with some old, once upon a time friends. I hope their numbers are not rotten in my phone list.

I guess that's all I can think of right now. Be right back after the 8th Dec 2010. So long... :D

Sincerely and signing off,

Daphne

By the Cliff

I had a short glimpse of where my life was at stake :

Clinging tightly onto a thick long rope at the sharp edge of a cliff, I stared fearfully at the ground below my feet at what seem like a never-ending journey. Mist surrounded me. I was almost there! To think that I could make my final move to safety, I trembled like a leaf. I couldn't put my body to the higher ground. But then, a familiar looking person reached His hand out to me. Quickly I grabbed His hand and a mighty force lifted my weight from the precarious cliff. Pheew.

There is no one like our God.

I was struggling with my spiritual life. Sometimes it does affect my normal routine life- fear, worries and anxieties. But nothing like a comforting rescue from God. I am now sound and safe (Eeyore, the blue donkey's line in Winnie The Pooh). After reaching on the higher ground with God's mighty rescue, I couldn't think back of myself hanging on to the fat rope. Was it all real? Sure it was. I felt an indescribable peace, rest assured. Maybe it was my SPM trials, or maybe I need my outsource spiritual food, maybe it was both. Hmm, what now after my landing? God You tell me what's next.