Believe

Believe in the Word of God and you shall be established.
Believe in the prophet and you shall prosper.

-Sunday Morning Sermon

Degree Celsius on high

38.9 on a Sunday evening. Not cool.
I had this headache and fever since Saturday. On Sunday, God gave me strength to be His pianist in the morning service.
Today, I think it went up to 39c (+/-) in the morning and afternoon.
Finally, mom decided to bring me to a doctor.
Gaaah, I hate taking meds, especially when it comes to the swallowing part.
I've got this super scary looking antibiotic (colour and size) capsule to finish in 4 days time.

I think I'm overtired, been rushing here and there to teach piano and observe some teaching classes. Plus, I've got an assignment to hand in by next Wednesday and lots of practice to do. Can't wait to get started, but it's just that my whole body system needs... REST.

*** Super random fact:
When the body is under high temperature, all sort of dreams and thoughts came rushing to my head. I even thought about the boy who wiped his nose sh** on my desk when I was 8! Now that I remember his Chinese name, I just shrug.

So many things to do! I need some 101 lesson about time management man!

Sweet student

I did my first teaching job today and it was exciting. To see new kids walking in and expecting something new from a new teacher wasn't easy at first for me, but once I got started (teaching) and students kept coming in one after another, it became more natural.

An 8-year-old girl asked me in the middle of my class with her.

Girl : Where's my old teacher?
DW : She's no longer teaching you, I'm teaching you from today onwards. You miss her?
Girl : She teaches better than you.
DW : (@.@) (tries to find something to say) O-OOkkkiee, so what and how do you want to me teach you?
Girl : You play the piano along with me when I play.

She even asked me whether do I have any sweets for her. -.- I'm sooo bringing some Lollipops for her next week. I also reminded her to PRACTICE and if she doesn't, I'll eat up the lollipop in front of her. She briefly replied me that if I do that, she'll go home and tell her mom to get her her own lollipop.

8-YEAR-OLD KID! Sweet student?? Cheeky fella.

When I was 8 years old, I didn't even dare to talk to my piano teacher! Or make any eye contact with the teacher. To me, all piano teachers are fierce :P but that's not the truth :PP
Anyhow, I enjoyed my morning :)

You decide for me

It's not about what I think it's best for me.
It's all about what He thinks it's best for me.
He has a better plan for me.
This, I believe it, with all my heart.
This, is what I hold on to everyday.

I thank God for the opportunities that He has given me,
To explore my interest and strengths.
Can't wait to start teaching!
And though the scholarship wasn't awarded to me,
I thank God for that to happen.

I thought that I would curl up like a ball and then cry and wet my blankie all night long.

Surprisingly, I have peace in me that He has plan B! He definitely has one since He's in control of the situation.

Whatever that has happened, I'd already given my best attempt in all that I do.
Now, it's just up to Him to decide- Yes? No?

:)

Time wasted, again!

The funny thing is that...

After switching on my keyboard, telling myself that I'll do some improving time (aka practice), I'll switch to blogging and FB and then this little fella at home would barge into my room and glue his buttocks on the sit and he starts playing and exploring my keyboard. Thrice!

I gota be more discipline eh!

More than that

Perhaps...
There's just more than
crunching down carrots and broccolis,
and maybe some capsicums too
Though I never really love to eat them
But to know that they're really good for health
And that was why I chose to eat them.

Perhaps...
There's just more than
Doing what is right
and not to follow my heart's emotions,
neither should I feed and give in to my fleshly desires
Thinking that I've got it all this time.

Perhaps...
Doing what is right and good,
Whether I know the reason behind it or not,
But it's the right thing to do so,
This is what I call,
Obedience.

Today is Monday

In case someone wonders what had happened to the Dafernie who always blogs. She's really that busy.

Okie. I've been applying some teaching job as a piano teacher in 3 centres already. Just this evening, I received a phone call to enroll 2 new kids for tomorrow's last minute lessons. Moneh coming in, like finally. I really want to have my own savings and not squeeze money from my parents.

I've been telling myself to improve on my jazz playing and the way I solo. Just this evening, one of my lecturers told me that being a jazz player is like wine. The older you get, the better you become like one. And I thought to myself, I'm only a year's old and 3 months of learning to be a jazz pianist. Still young. But as long as I keep improving myself, it'll be alright.

I still yet to figure out what are my interest and what are my strengths before I head to Berklee next year. I hope to find something in these teaching jobs, or maybe it's just the money. But I would love to get my hands on on almost everything- stage crew, studio recordings, film scoring, performing, song writing, music education etc. I don't know, if I ever have those opportunities. The music scope is so wide!

But one thing I'll definitely be doing is my ministry. Still yet to discover specifically on which area.

Gaah, gota help my sis to wash the plates now. Everyone's bugging me, so annoying! :O

Byeh!

Being a glutton (again!?)

So, I gotten myself into food poisoning because I was a glutton.
Am...
Still am...

It was after dinner yesterday at Kota Kemuning with my family and I persuaded them to go for the dessert restaurant. Little did I know, the Fu Chok Barley that I've ordered eventually turned both dad's and my stomach up-side-down today. I think it was that bitter Ginko and the diluted Fu Chok that the cook might have been reboiling it for who knows how many times already.

Dad's one was more severe than mine because he ate most of it.

We both woke up early this morning, had diarrhea at the same time, kept lying on the bed and slept for the whole morning (we both didn't know what we went thru' this morning actually) until around 12pm, he came into my room. From there, I complained to him about my stomach and my head was in pain and he told me the same thing about himself too.

Feeling so bad about what had happened, he asked me to make him some orange smoothies, without ice of course. Yes, I did make him one, and for myself too. Yogurt is good for our stomach. I hope that this friendly bacteria helps our stomach and we're back to normal tomorrow.

Sowree!

Now, I have two food-phobia : Fu Chok Barley and Mango with Sticky Rice (this, another experience that I had in one of the road side food in Bangkok, Thailand 2 years ago)