no, not really.

i want/need to get a new laptop. my darl is dying on me. like a coughsputtercough death. and with 18 pieces of work due in the next 5 weeks, having a coughsputtercough lappy does not bode well.

the stupid thing is that i’ve absolutely no idea what a “good”/”value for money” laptop is. i just want one that doesnt take 10 min to boot up. is that alot to ask for?

and the cheapest one i saw is this

ACER Aspire 5610NWLMi (Centrino Core Solo T1300 1.66GHz) 15.4″ WXGA
	512MB DDR2 / 80GB HDD / Wireless b+g / DVD Double Layer Writer / Win XP MCE

and it is all greek to me. arrrrrrrrf. i want my greek demigod (in his white toga) to carry me in his arms and off to the stables to feed my ponies.  urgh. *insert inauspicious word*

mummy went to church today, and what is even better, last night we realised she can finally close her right eye fully. thank you God.

it was good to sit together in church again today. with small familliar things, like mummy clapping on the wrong beat, she never fails to clap on the wrong beat. and daddy looks super cool in a cassock. i am so glad that mummy is back in church after five weeks.

and when the worship leader led this song today, i couldn’t help tearing. cuz really, what can we do, but thank God? so here’s the song

When I see the beauty
Of the sunset’s glory
Amazing artistry
Across the evening sky
When I feel the mystery
Of a distant galaxy
It awes and humbles me
To be loved by a God so high

 

What can I do but thank you
What can I do but give
My life to you
Hallelujah, hallelujah
What can I do but praise you
Every day make everything I do
A hallelujah, a hallelujah
Hallelujah

 

When I hear the story
Of a God of mercy
Who shared humanity
And suffered by our side
Of the cross they nailed you to
That could not hold you
Now you’re making all things new
By the power of your risen life

Paul Baloche & Graham Kendrick
Copyright © 2005 Integrity’s Hosanna! Music

money!

if I got a dollar every time someone asks me

1) so do you have a boyfriend?

2) what do you study?

3) oh so you’re going to be a teacher ah?

4) tour guide?

i swear i would be rolling in cash. and 10 dollars for everytime it occurs in that exact sequence.

Hey, not funny lor. i don’t want to graduate after 4 years to work with chanbrothers.  but anyway I am glad this question asking business will only be repeated once more, tomorrow night. Whee! and then it is a nice, well-deserved spring break.

and for once, it really IS spring break. cuz dongdongqiang festival is about spring. last spring break i encountered a snow storm in tassie land. this spring break, i shall encounter a snow storm too, in smc-land.

good tidings to all, kaching kaching.

no, brownian motion is not something you see when perched on the procelain throne. it is the experiment where you shine a light through a collodial liquid and then you can see the particles and little cell like things zigzagging and colliding with one another.

and this reminds me of the silly ear worm (from the silly money-gobbling-event held at the forum) which has been bugging (hurhur) me since wednesday. Howieday’s collide. cuz the second line goes “a light shining through” and the word collide somehow just always reminds me about brownian motion. *push specs up*

but yeah. brownian motion also reminds me about cells. and i am grateful for the various groups of cells i go to.

i waited 7 years for my church cell to be formed. and God is good. He rewards patient waiting. Ok fine, the patient waiting was sprinkled with many years of disgruntled companing about “whyisthechurchleadershipsostupidlyblind?” etcetc. but yeah. I wuv my church cg even though it is in the God-forsaken crevices of Kovan. KOVAN. ack.

and cf cg too! it feels good to be able to share in a secure environment about life’s stuff, esp after coming back from melb and struggling with attempts to not be bummed out.

but arh. discontentment/issues on so many fronts. confused and a tad too tired.

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find, you and I collide

confusion. utter confusion.