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Thursday, September 17, 2009

Backstreet Boys

are



BACK.




Apparently "this" is "THEM".
So who have we been listening to all these years?




I'm still excited.



oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man oh man






Thursday, August 06, 2009

Loving Enemies

I've never had any enemies. Or rather I don't remember making any. Maybe I'm really thick skinned and don't even realise it when I have. But anyway, I never had an enemy that I actively remember and hate.

 


So what defines an enemy?

 

Someone you absolutely cannot stand? But that is just annoyance. In any case, I don’t think someone who can annoy you to the point of hatred. You just don’t want to spend time with the person because you cannot stand them. Or you run away every time you see this person. That’s not an enemy.

 

What about someone whom you’ve done wrong to? Nah, cannot be. If that is the case, you are the one who is to be blamed. Serves you right la.

 

What about someone who is better than you? I know some people who feel intimidated by people who are better than them: prettier, smarter, nicer, kinder, sweeter, more admirers, more pursuers. Really wan. They make it their life long quest to be better than everyone they know and they compare until the cows come home. They try to make themselves feel better by observing others’ faults and gossiping about their inadequacy. (you can tell by the length of this paragraph that I know an awful lot about this) HAHAHAHAHA. However, I still don’t think they are your enemies; they are only people who you are jealous of and you try to be better than them. I’m still learning to let go because grandma said in Canto:

 

“YAN BEI YAN, BEI SEI YAN”

 

Which in English, it would sound something like this:

 

 

“Human compare with human, compare until die lor”

Ps: Lor for effect only.

 

 


I guess what it means is, if you keep comparing yourself to other people, until the day you die the task will never be over. So what’s the point of comparing? Love yourself, love others and live happily with everyone. Haha

 

 

Okay, next point. What about people who has hurt you? Maybe. I say maybe because they might have done it accidentally. They might not have purposely hurt you and most of the time, it is really just a clash of interests or beliefs or just plain practice. This is more of your own problem then. If this person hurt you unintentionally, I think for you own sakes you should forgive them and move on. No point being upset over something that they might not even realise. And it’s better for you anyway. If you store up all these things inside, all it does is make you a bitter person.

 

It makes you b-I-tter, not b-E-tter. HAHAHAHAHA GET IT?


 

Cat and Rat. Enemies turned friends.


David was one who made enemies not because of his own faults. He was happily minding his own business when all of a sudden Saul, out of his jealousy and his own insecurities, started chasing him down to kill him. David had every right to be upset. He had every right to be angry and hate Saul. Wouldn’t you? I know I would.

 

 

Poor, helpless David with Saul


There were TWO incidences when David could have taken Paul’s life. I mean, come on, if I were David, I would totally do it. Hello, it’s only logic. Kill your foe before he kills you. If you let him go, he’s just going to pursue you again. Ok even if you let him go, the first time I understand. Must give chance to people right? But SECOND TIME? He was either funny in the head, or he had a really good reason to let Saul go. And fortunately for us, he did have a good reason.

 

 

“Do not destroy him, for who can stretch out his hand against the Lord’s anointed and be without guilt?”

 

I must really give it to David. He had nothing but respect for Saul and yet Saul sought after him like David was a vicious terrorist. David instead, STILL respected Saul because God anointed Saul as king. So if anything were to be done to Saul, God would be the only One who has the right to do so.

 

 

Jesus loved his enemies. He was in the same way pursued by people who were jealous and insecure. He didn’t take their lives although He had every right to. He was God! But he loved them to the point of dying on the cross. He loved. He forgave. He saved.

 

It’s so difficult to be a Christian. You have to defy all logic and deny all things natural to us. Hate your enemies, an eye for an eye. Yet, Jesus said, “love” because it is only though this way people can see God.

 




I think Paul puts it perfectly in Romans 12: 19-21

 

Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written:

"It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord. 20

 

On the contrary (see, must do opposite of our nature)
   "If your enemy is hungry, feed him


      if he is thirsty, give him something to drink


   In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head."

 

Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.

 

 

 

 

God, please help me to love my enemies.


Friday, July 31, 2009

Being a Mum

 


I am 6 months pregnant and I am going to have my baby in 3 months’ time. I don’t know the gender of my child but I do know my baby is healthy and kicking. I’m freaking out because my grandma told me it’s the worst physical pain I will ever have to endure in my life. One of my students’ mom told me that it feels worse than being burnt.


 


I don’t think I can do it. So painful la. How? And I don’t think I would want to choose Caesarean because mom did it, and she said it’s the worst pain: worse than the natural process. How? I can’t do it. It’s too late now, 6 months already.

 

 

Then I woke up. What a strange dream. I’ve always thought I wanted children. I didn’t know the pain would upset me so much. Maybe Freud was right: dreams are the manifestations of your subconscious fears.


 

Freud is a creepy, creepy man


I’ve always thought I have a high tolerance of pain. I could take period pains. I could take the pain of the extraction of my wisdom teeth. Cuts, burns, bruises and all. So the dream really disturbed me. Would I really be deterred from having children just because I “don’t think” I can take the pain?

 

I don't ever want to look like that

 

If the pain is THAT BAD, why do women still have children? Or rather, if you have experienced the pain before, why would you have more children? So certainly there must be something more? I used to think that it was because of the joy of experiencing one of the most wonderful miracles God has given us.


 

So tiny!


Someone once told me that the pain was terrible but she immediately forgot it when she saw her baby. Or maybe, there was something else?

 

 

I remember once mom told me that the process of pregnancy and birth is a very natural one. Yes it’s a miracle, it’s beautiful and it’s normal but what she REALLY meant was, towards the end of the pregnancy, you would be so fed up with the big belly, swollen feet, tired legs, ankle cramps and the extra weight that you’re not afraid of pain anymore. You just want to get it over and done with. My mom loves me very much and really wanted me, but after 9 months, it was enough to convince her that she’d rather go through the pain that to be pregnant any longer.

 

 

I’ve always thought my mom to be a very wise person. Maybe she’s right. Maybe God designed it to be 9 months. Any less would not have prepared the women for the pain; any more would really be too much to bear. And maybe that’s why I was so scared in the dream. I didn’t have the 9 months. I was already 6 months pregnant and in 3 months, I would have to deal with a pain so horrible that I would not be able to recognise my mom afterwards (according to my cousin who is now 4 months pregnant with her second child). It was too short a time to prepare me.


 
My niece is so cute!

 

Or maybe I was afraid of being a mum. It’s a huge responsibility and it’s also very terrifying. Andy always asks me difficult questions like what if our son turns gay or what if they don’t become Christians or what if they die before us. I seriously don’t know. And how would we ever find out anyway? To be entirely honest, I don’t really know what to do if my children were in any of the above conditions. These thoughts, I believe, have stopped people from having children. It’s valid, I’m scared like heck too but I think it’s pretty sad. Aren’t we then, people who do not eat because we are afraid we might choke on our food? Yes they are completely different things and you have more control over your eating patterns but who’s to say you will never have a bad day and really choke on something? My sister choked on a piece of seaweed once while eating sushi. That was pretty funny.


 Yummy!

 

Pastor Ron Nugent from Perth once said that you could do all you can to make your children good people and bring them up the ways of the Lord but at the end of the day, they actually belong to God. So we can do that much, but the rest would be a spiritual warfare. That means we have to pray for them. We can force them to do things that are right, but God convicts the heart. Wow. Lagi susah. How?



 

 

Well, I don’t know but I think I’ll take my chances. Despite the pain and the huge responsibility, I still want children. I want 6 but it is now negotiated down to 3. We’ll see.

 

 

Ok, I guess what I am trying to say is…

 

 

JANE IS PREGNANT

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NOT.

And would not be for a least another year (well, that’s the plan la)

 

 





So, what did you dream about last  night?

 

 

 

 

 

 


Thursday, June 18, 2009

I am a sucker for sad love songs



Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me, now I can't feel anything

When I love you and so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else

Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?

Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, too late

Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late, too late

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again


I am a sucker for sad love songs




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