Childhood Dreams

Remember when you were in primary school and there’s one of those mysterious practices of filling in your top three ambitions (cita-cita) when you grow up in a piece of report-card like document? The one where your teacher would ask you what you want to be when you grow up and suggest some really ridiculous occupations? I remember most of my friends wrote occupations that’re more ‘popular’ like policemen, firemen, scientists and etc which none of them are now. Guess what were my top three choices?

1. Artist
2. Designer
3. Boss (I know, my teacher had a good laughing therapy session then too)

I have always been able to draw and paint but with the recent art exhibition I have, I guess that pretty much makes me an ‘official’ artist. Or at least a rookie who’s completely new in the business. I’ve always wanted to sell paintings and artworks. And I sold 4 during the exhibition! Woohoo!!! (For those who have not been there yet, get your backsides there now and do bring people who are interested in buying art)

I am a Graphic Designer by profession and I started designing since I was a kid for the church. Who knew such a simple ‘ministry’ and opportunity turned me into the designer I am today?

Well, technically speaking, I am an owner of my t-shirt company, Testify Wear and I am a boss. I run it together with two other business partners and although it’s slow going, we’re definitely growing.

It’s amazing to see how all my three childhood dreams were somehow fulfilled. I don’t know how it happened but it feels great to know that I am going where I always wanted to head to even since I was a child. It’s good to dream and it’s good to be able to chase after it.

Do you have a dream and are you running towards or further from it?


A Story of Grace

Recently, I’ve been commissioned by PC to design 6 posters for her wedding. She basically wanted to talk about how God has been gracious in bringing both her and Kelvin together. After many sleepless nights trying to finish the last minute work, here’re the final outcomes (Click for larger, clearer images).

A Story Of Grace : A Story Of Grace : Poster
The Chinese drama
A Story Of Grace : Rock On
The Japanese Rock band
A Story Of Grace : Throne Of Khane : Poster
The Adventure movie
A Story Of Grace : Sonata in G : Poster
The Musical
A Story Of Grace : G-Mail : Poster
The Romantic drama
A Story Of Grace : Second Chance : Poster
The Independent movie


A Time To Be Materialistic

Well, ever since I moved into my new room, I am constantly on the lookout for red, black and white furniture and stuff to add to the theme of my room. Anyway, some of the things I still need to complete my room are these:

Altec Lansing’s sleek VS4121BLK black computer speakers. I listen to music a lot and my current speakers are a bit too old already (the white parts have turned creamish grey).

Nice and contemporary red/white/black single/queen comforter set. I like things bigger. Personal kiasu issues.

Red thread curtains to cover up the weird dented shape part of my room at the window area.

Anyway, I guess I’d get my hands on any nice interior decors that are red/black/white that adds to the style, comfort and environment of my room. Oh well, materialism is an expensive virtue to have.


A Designer’s Room

My workstation

‘Oink’, my bedfellow whom I share my bed with

My room

Yes, it wasn’t easy to find furnitures and objects that are red, black and white. Nevertheless, that does not stop me from painting my furnitures black for the new makeover of my room. I was tempted to paint my toilet bowl black too…


2 Things I Hated Today

Firstly, I hate books. I am hopeless when it comes to books. I suck. I can’t seem to stop handing over my innocent money to the bookseller for something which I read only for an hour or so and it ends up in the bookshelf, collecting dust for eternity. And to make things worse, there were so many books just now in the plaza of the campus, enough to crush an elephant to death. And I bought 4 books. Don’t ask me why.

Secondly, I also hate Chris. Because he lent me RM50 to purchase the books instead of stopping me.



Happy Birthday, PC!!!

Tonight we celebrated PC’s birthday in SNL and earlier on, Sharon asked me to share about the times when PC stood by me in my difficult moments. And here is my answer.

I still remember there was a period of my life when I was very very tired, lonely, disappointed and unfocused. I wanted to quit everything. Quit my job, quit serving God, quit relationships and quit on life itself! I wanted to disappear and disconnect from everything. It was just too much for me to bear.

And somehow, PC, being the super-all-knowing pastor that she is, knew about my situation and took me out for simple dinner (it was my 4 months late birthday dinner that she promised). That night, the dinner was delicious, not because of the food, but because just spending time and talking with her was like food for my soul. I was refreshed, reaffirmed, reignited and realigned. She affirmed me saying that where I am today is exactly where God wants me to be and I am in my rightful place if I live according to his calling and will. And more than that, she empowered me to do what God has gifted me to do according to my talents and I do not need to strife to meet anyone’s standards but His alone. And just because of that simple but life-changing dinner, I am where I am today, assured and still walking closely according to His will and purpose for my life.

PC, thank you for believing in me and standing by me when I needed someone the most. Thank you for not judging me but loving me despite all my weaknesses and shortcomings. Thank you for dreaming together with me. Thank you for just being you.

Love you to bits. Happy birthday, PC. =)


My Merdeka Day

It’s been quite a while that I’ve played and spent so hard in one day. I had fun and was exhausted to the max (am getting really old now). It was a much anticipated day as this was planned some time ago for us to have a getaway with the Life Club people on Merdeka Day. So, here’re some of the places we went to and the things we did for the whole day on our National Independence Day :

The Amazing Race at Sunway Lagoon
I’ve not been to Sunway Lagoon for quite some time now, say 3-4 years? But this time, it was fun because there was a plan. Bee Sean planned an ‘Amazing Race’ for us in Sunway Lagoon, whereby as a team, the people had to complete some tasks or play some games before they can move on to the next stations. I tell you, when Bee Sean plans, you’d better run and hide! Some of her initial plans include eating a meal in the spinning Tomahawk, walk across the suspension bridge with the whole groups legs’ tied together with rafia strings and etc. However, due to unforeseen circumstances, we were not able to carry out some of these activities. Phew…

Although in the earlier part, I was a station master and all I had to do was to wait for teams to come and instruct them, it was still quite fun and hilarious as you get to see different people’s reactions playing the games. You get to hear girls shout like men and men scream like girls. The only part I did not enjoy was seeing butt cracks as swimsuits went lower and lower over time.

And at the later part, we went around playing the rides and games at the amusement and theme parks. We went on the water slides over and over and over again. And over and over again… and again. As if those were the only things available. Kenneth proved Jackee’s theory of heavy-people-go-further-in-the-slides wrong when he ended up furthest in our mini slide race. Boy, was he proud! I also did enjoy the Human Knot we played in the manmade beach section. We had to untangle 15 people in a pool! A little embarassing (with all our shoutings and laughter and all the people staring at us) but it was fun!!! We had massages under waterfalls, waiting for huge pails of water to splash over us, shooting one another with mini water guns. It was crazy fun!!!

Dinner at The Chicken Rice Shop
We had a scrumptious dinner at The Chicken Rice Shop. I must admit, they serve good food and good portions too. It’s not cheap, but it’s nice. =) Poor Teri, Zachary and John ordered the Family meal which we (me, Jackee, Kenneth and Chris), all huge eaters struggle to finish! They all went away with bloated bellies. =)

Movies at TGV
Since there were not much movies to watch (I was not going to watch ‘Babylon AD’, although Vin Diesel is in it, neither do I want to watch ‘Still No Money’, a Singaporean movie), I suggested we watch the thriller ‘The Strangers’ with Liv Tyler and Scott Speedman in it. I warned them telling it’s a thriller and it really looks disturbing. Everyone was fine except Kenneth. He was trying to convince me to watch ‘The Mummy’. Can you believe it? In the end, he succumbed and had a horrific one and a half hour trying to finish the whole movie by crawling up his seat, covering his eyes and ears and the classic, screaming like a girl! I wanted to shock him in the scary parts by giving him a loud “BOO!” but I was worried he might poop in his pants, so I took pity and restrained myself (really hard) from the temptation of doing so. And after the show, after scaring ourselves silly, we had a great time trying to present our theories of the storyline and ending. I personally thought it was a great movie! It’s not the scariest thriller I’ve seen but it’s good enough to scare the wits out of me. =)

Well, I spent a lot in one day. But I only get to do so once in a looonnnggg time. So, I consider it money well spent. Happy Merdeka everyone!!!


Bujang No More

Recently, one of my boys developed a craving and addiction for the infamous ‘Nasi Bujang’ (‘nasi’ means rice in Malay and ‘bujang’ means bachelor) served in Narnia (a mamak we coined with such a name due to its weird, Narnia-like architecture). I have no idea why they called the meal that. Probably because of the simplicity of the recipe and the price. It’s just plain white rice and fried eggs which costs RM2.00. So, what’s so addictive about it? Beats me! You tell me! There’s absolutely nothing special about it! Chrystin even called it ‘pathetic’ and Jackee called it a ‘last resort’ only because he was broke.

However, he was horribly addicted to it, craving it every night for supper. Until last night, that is. The mamak hiked its price to RM2.50 (petrol, it’s all your fault) each plate and it was a shock for everyone. RM2.50 for plain white rice and a fried egg?! No one in the right mind would pay that amount for such a poorly meal. We’re cutting all ties with ‘Nasi Bujang’ (It’s amazing how a measly amount of RM0.50 can cause such a huge impact)

I still remember a few hours ago before that I was teasing him saying, “You’d better put a stop to this addiction whilst you still can, before God does something.” Well, God sure does have an interesting sense of humor. =)


What’s Cooking at the Optician’s?

Yesterday, Chris and I went to watch Wall-E in IOI Mall. As the movie was about to reach the climax in the end, we heard this weird monotonous sound making an announcement to evacuate the building. Everyone in the cinema thought it was part of the show as we can’t seem to hear anything because of the loud music and it was the scene where the spaceship was in danger. All of a sudden, the person making the announcement was either very annoyed or was panicking and she raised her voice, “IOI MALL IS ON FIRE! PLEASE EVACUATE THE BUILDING IMMEDIATELY!!!”

The response was immediate, everyone started running out. Except for Chris and I. We were still sitting there and we wanted to finish the show! For goodness sake, it was only another 10 minutes to the end! Surely a fire can wait 10 minutes till it burns to the cinema’s doorstep! Anyway, we went out of the cinema reluctantly and we found out one of the optical stores was on fire. How on earth does an optical store catch fire?! Do they cook char kuay teow in there?! We had to leave as all the shops were closed down. There goes our money’s worth, missing the ending of the show.

Today, we went there for a refund and we were allowed to watch the movie again… from the start. Hurrah… Double my money’s worth, eh?


Books and Students

I’ve been teaching my students how to sew and make books recently and I’ve been making books everyday this whole week to demonstrate to them how to do it. Can you imagine? Doing the same thing for the whole week? Just the thought of it makes me feel like puking. =) Anyway, it was fun and most of my students enjoyed the craft bit.

In this simple but complicated (ironic, isn’t it?) process of making a book, I was observing my students and I noticed three types of people: those who complete the task with passion and fulfillment (at the end, seeing their first handmade book), those who barely made it through by just merely following and asking (most of the time they were confused and they didn’t want to listen) and those who gave up along the way (failed to create a milestone of ‘making my first book’ in their lives).

This simple scenario has a parallel to our lives. In life, you’ll pretty much see the same thing, these three types of people: People who live life with passion and purpose (knowing what kind of legacy they want to leave behind and how to do it), people who live in the borderline just to survive this period of life called ‘today’ (usually unfulfilled because they’re always chasing for something to follow since they have no where to go) and lastly people who have given up on life (perceives this existence as futility and is indifferent towards anything holding the concept ‘whatever lah’ and worse, fails to see the meaning and purpose in life).

How have you been living your life? And when will we start to ‘live’?

“Don’t let the excitement of youth cause you to forget your Creator. Honor him in your youth before you grow old and say, “Life is not pleasant anymore.” Remember him before the light of the sun, moon, and stars is dim to your old eyes, and rain clouds continually darken your sky. Remember him before your legs—the guards of your house—start to tremble; and before your shoulders—the strong men—stoop. Remember him before your teeth—your few remaining servants—stop grinding; and before your eyes—the women looking through the windows—see dimly. Remember him before the door to life’s opportunities is closed and the sound of work fades. Now you rise at the first chirping of the birds, but then all their sounds will grow faint. Remember him before you become fearful of falling and worry about danger in the streets; before your hair turns white like an almond tree in bloom, and you drag along without energy like a dying grasshopper, and the caperberry no longer inspires sexual desire. Remember him before you near the grave, your everlasting home, when the mourners will weep at your funeral. Yes, remember your Creator now while you are young, before the silver cord of life snaps and the golden bowl is broken. Don’t wait until the water jar is smashed at the spring and the pulley is broken at the well. For then the dust will return to the earth, and the spirit will return to God who gave it.” Ecclesiastes 12:1-7

“If we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord.” Romans 14:8

What if one day you had the opportunity to make books? Which type of person would you be? =)