I just read an article on a recent snatch theft/attack (not sure what to call it since nothing was snatched) case. A mother died while trying to protect her daughter. My tears flowed as I read what the girl has to say. She witnessed the whole event and she couldn't do anything but watch her mum go. I start to imagine if the same thing happened to me. I just can't. And I figured out that we, ladies, have to be strong, inside out. Emotionally, mentally and physically. I am so saddened now. I can barely do anything. I want to be tougher and if this happens to me, I want  to be able to fight back. And if anything like that ever happens, I want to be able to withstand the trauma. My condolences to this family. :(

Heard it on the radio and got me thinking. Would I choose moolah or integrity? Most people who responded said they would rather lose the money. Because the most important thing is that you like what you're doing. And that your conscience is clear. So I haven't been put into a situation like this before but I choose integrity. Because I recently watched Jane By Design, an American tv series, which taught me something. You can play dirty but you won't last. And it's not all about positions and money. I'll be working in a few months, and I'm telling myself and reminding myself every single day to be true to myself and to choose integrity. This post will remind me, I hope!Till then.. Tata!! :)

So, I just came home. It's 11:30PM now. And I came home to washed and folded clothes and it's all nicely placed in my room! Tell me about it! I don't ever do my own laundry. That's nice but sad... I know... I'm old enough to take care of this. Ahhh but that's the 'joy' part of staying with parents! So I just came to realise that I'm living a life that's too easy. Everything's always prepared and done for me. Car license, road tax, college fees, clothes, food, shampoo. EVERYTHING. I finally feel useless. Or more to say, SPOILED. I am (going to be) TWENTY THREE (in 4 months)! And I have not felt independent for once. :( I WANT TO BE INDEPENDENT so badly I can't breathe now. This just got me thinking AGAIN whether to leave this place for a few months, just to explore life outside of this nice, pretty, world of mine. SHOULD I??!!! Ah, anyways, I thank God for such wonderful family and for such a blessed life I have here. I wouldn't ask for more. Really. :)

SLAP ME. PINCH ME. PUNCH ME. KICK ME. WHAT?? OH MY GOOOODNESS! I went for the Israel Houghton concert yesterday in Kuala Lumpur. I cannot believe my eyes. He was so 'REAL' to me! I've always wanted to go to a concert. This was my first. It happened! I was at the front row. Literally 5 meters away from him. When he walked out my heart skipped a few beats. That moment was incredible. It was indescribable. The music, the songs, the band, the lighting. ALL WAS FANTASTIC!! I really could not have asked for more. But thinking of how excited I am talking about a mere human being, how much more excited could I be when I see someone who's not just a man, but my Savior, my Redeemer, my Friend, my God? I want to see You, Lord. Open my eyes. And I thank God for bringing them here. I thank God for inspiring me through them and I thank God that He made it possible for me to be there. So here's some amazing pictures I took last night, enjoy!





while shining our flash lights.