Flesh Fighting

Battles against the flesh are one of the hardest and fiercest fights one can encounter with. In fact we deal with it everyday.

One instance was during grocery shopping where I was hunting for breakfast items. At the checkout counter, my checkout lady missed out the cornflakes box and I paid for all other items except the cornflakes.

So the cornflakes had a free gift, which was a box of coco pops. I went to the redemption counter to get my coco pops and they asked me what is the free item, i tried to point out “there, the cornflakes”, but they saw nothing and said i got the wrong receipt. I checked again and realised i wasnt charged for the cornflakes! They gave me the coco pops anw, as i showed them the cornflakes box.

Then the battles started:

“wah. can i get free cornflakes? And i got free coco pops to go with it!”

“no! u cant have free cornflakes, you gotta pay for it”

“but its such a hassle to go back there.. shy only.. can just walk away, its so much easier that way.”

“there is no way you are going to walk away with free cornflakes”

sigh.. so the battle ended there and went back to the counter to pay for the cornflakes.

Well you may think..

“how stupid of you Lyd, you could just walk away with the cornflakes, after all the other groceries aint cheap and the supermarket is making tonnes of money form the other groceries you purchased. After all nobody knows and they wont realise it until they do a stock count  and realise one box of cornflakes is missing.”

Thats right, nobody knows but you alone. Walking away is fine, after all the supermarket only will lose a couple of bucks in revenue, wont make much of a difference to their books anyway.

But if I walk away,  I know I an not standing up to be counted, not making a difference, just adding to the statistics of injustice that is abundant in this world.

As My colleagues says:
“Kau sanggup ke, makan duit haram?”

Micah 6:8 encourages me:

He has showed you, O man, what is good.
And what does the LORD require of you?
To act justly, and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.

The Tempest

O restless heart, how long wilst thou labor in the turmoil of thine anxiousness?

Never wilt thou find rest, lest thy ease thyself into the comfort of His arms.

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i have come to this ocean
and the waves of fear are starting to grow
the doubts and questions are rising with the tide
so i’m clinging to the one sure thing i know

i will hold on
to the hand of my savior
i will hold on
with all my might
i will hold loosely
to things that are fleeting
and hold on to jesus
i will hold on to jesus FOR LIFE

i’ve tried to hold many treasures
they just keep slipping through my fingers like sand
but there’s one treasure that means more than breath itself
so im clinging to it with everything i am

-S.C. Chapman

Supertaster

I took this interesting test on BBC Science and guess what? I’m a supertaster!

Check out the results…

I’m so proud of my tastebuds.

OO yeah, i love to eat, love to taste all the different tastes that abound. Amazing how God created so many different flavors around for us to taste.

So many people are actually picky with food they throw this and that out…The test actually say supertasters are more sensitive to bitter foods and hence they dislike bitter stuff, but i dint mind em, its the SOUR stuff that give me shivers.
Guess thats why my tastebuds are sensitive to every taste and flavor, and i can pretty much guess what’s the stuff they put in… maybe 80% of the time.

I like spicy food too, but i dont load up on the chillies just because they destroy whatever flavor there is on the food, and same goes for it destroying my precious tastebuds on my tongue. DOnt want to end up NOT being able to taste the good food now would i?

Honoured as “MBMB”

I have a new title at work. My colleagues call me “MBMB”. what is it, you may ask, “Majilis Perbandaran Melaka Bersejarah… was the original full name of this abbreviation.

My colleagues adore the Pork Noodles at Jalan Batai, nearby my office… and this kopitiam is always packed to the full during lunch hour.

Usually it would be difficult to get seats at the kopitiam,Today we had to sit outside near an area where we would be exposed to the sun rays, and the smoke from the char koay teow wok and the smoldering cauldron of wan Tan Mee soup.

As usual (although strangely), the very ones who love Pork noodles would not eat the “spare parts” or delicacies- whichever you want to call it, and would chuck these parts into my bowl/plate – regardless of what i am eating. (and since i do not like to waste, i would gobble them up. Haha!)

Normally we’d call these people who finish the food (and lick the plates clean), the DBKLs. But in this case, the most befitting term would be “Majilis Perbandaran Mee Babi @ MBMB”.

I’ve loaded up on 1/2 a kilo of liver, put any metal nearby and they’ll come flying to me! Haha! Seriously, Wolverine shld make liver his staple diet to strengthen his adamantium….

I Feel Sexy Today

Many things or factors can make a person feel sexy.

It could be the clothes they wear,

it could be the WAY they the clothing is worn,

it could be the way their hair is combed or spiked that day,

it could be the perfume / EDT they sprayed (or over-sprayed),

it could be a sexy black frames you tried on at the optical shop,

it could be the make-up, it could be a comment someone made about your looks,

it could be the knowledge that someone is crazy about you,

or it could just simply be that you jumped out of bed early in the morning and told yourself “I feel sexy today babeh!”

Everybody can be sexy, and can feel good about themselves.

So next time, you see someone who looks nice, call out to them “Hey you! You look sexy today!”

Hahaha.. let me know what kind of responses you get after that.

Can I Lose what I never had?

I was having a conversation with a certain potential Suitor:

xXx says:
u mau lunch tmr/

Lee | Dee | Yaargghh! says:
huh,.. u ada lapang kah?
mana boleh keluar
boss bunuh u nanti

xXx says:
no la… i bukan saja lapang…
i bosan sekali!

Lee | Dee | Yaargghh! says:
how? nanti i keseorangan? (referring to kena bunuh by boss)

xXx says:
haha… roh aku akan bersama mu!

Lee | Dee | Yaargghh! says:
wah bosan lagi ar>?? tak payah buat kerja ar?

aduh, roh itu tidak boleh di sentuh mahu lagi di peluk!

xXx says:
haha.. aku akan merasuki seseorang untuk mu
(tengok itu budak takut kar lagi…hmmmph)

Lee | Dee | Yaargghh! says:
siapa akan mu merasuki?

brad pitt boleh?

saya mau! hahahahahah

xXx says:
/cough
/ slaps head (emoticon)

Lee | Dee | Yaargghh! says:
mengapa beri ku penampar!?

xXx says:
brad pitt… brad pitt…
sedarlah kawanku!!!

Lee | Dee | Yaargghh! says:
kau yg mulakan nya!
hhaahahaha,.. seriously, this is funny!

Terrorized by old ladies

Just on an impulse i decided to click blurChu’s? link on my blogroll to see what he was up to. I was reading down the posts and then this post caught my eye. It was about an old lady, asking for a ride in the car:
Thursday, March 26, 2009.

‘ “I don’t look like someone who would rob you, right?” she asked. And i was trying to remember if there was any stories of a young man being overpowered by an senior citizen and was robbed off his pants.’

Reading that sentence brought back a flash of memories to my days in Sedaya College (possibly 7 or more years ago) when i was too young and too naive. Then, I was driving my parents’ station wagon – the trusty Nissan AD Resort (it was sold just last month!) . THere i was, cruising up the slope of Leisure Mall, then this woman in her 50’s or 60’s just stepped out to the middle of the road and flagged my car down. She was wildly flailing her arms and asking me to stop. I could have swerved around her and kept on going but I didn’t know what it was that tugged at my heartstrings. So i stopped. And i winded down the window to ask her what was going on.

She pleaded rather frantically “please open up, open up, please help me” as if someone was chasing her with a knife. She held a small pink plastic coin purse and a framed portrait of a man. Again, I didnt know what got into me, so i unlocked the door reluctantly (waitaminute, i think i OPENED the door for her). Without hesitation she got in and strapped herself in. I immediately smelt the unpleasant odor of a week-long  unwashed body.

And then she continued screaming go go !!! Go quickly! They are coming after me, they are going to kill me!!!

I stood still looking around for the people whom she says are after her. No one in sight. Still she said go go go.. go drive… go !!!  (and something in hokkien which i dont understand)And tried to steer my hands on the steering wheel. Then I noticed her hands were bleeding, and she was frantically touching around on the dashboard, the safety belt, the cushion… leaving traces of blood all over the car. Glass on the framed portrait was shatterd. She may have cut herself from there.

Yet I would not budge.  “Calm down aunty, just try to calm down and tell me whats wrong, whats going on”. She persisted(or rather shouted) “No NO … dont ask me to calm down just go !!!go!!!!!  (++incomprehendable hokkien) go to the hospital.. he’s dying. I realised then it was a bad (VERY BAD) idea  to have let her in, at the first place. Did I mention I was still very young and naive?

She kept insisting go !!! goo!!!! now… what are you doing! Go…!!! He’s dying!! i need to see him!!! go to the hospital!!!! (++screaming and wailing something in Hokkien again) I inched my way up the slope.

Being the softie i was, I kept insisting she calmed down, but to no avail. “what hospital is it? where ? where?” Its in subang .. go !!! go!!!! (++something in Hokkien)

“I dont know how to go there”, I lied. Being a new driver then, i think i was still not very familiar with roads. Notice she didnt even tell me what hospital. GO!!!!! (more hokkien)

Whether i knew the way or not, i was not going to drive any further with this crazed woman in my car. Nope, I was not willing to send her anywhere else. I stopped inching as i was upthe hill and she was still frantically screaming intermittently hokkien and English for me to step on the gas and go.  Cars whizzed past me and stared at me. I gave a pleading “help me” look, but nobody stopped to help.

“I cant, i’m sorry, i cant go, I dont know the way”,  (Stupid girl! What shit did u get yourself into!?!?) Goodness, she could have threatened me with a knife. She could have taken one of the pieces of broken glass and stick it in my guts, or slashed my face. I stood my ground. She realised she’d never get anything out of this stingy useless girl (hey, one of the times where my stingyness comes in handy!) So she unbuckled the safety belt, left her things in the car, and went out to stop another car.”YOU WAIT!” she shouted.

I wanted to dissapear from the scene ASAP, but her stuff was still in the seat next to mine, I was wondering shld i just toss it out the window. But being the softie that i am again, i waited for her. after a bout 5 mins she came back and claimed her purse and shattered portrait and went off. I couldnt remeber who picked her up, was it another stranger or a cabbie… i couldnt care less, I just fled the scene ASAP.  I stepped on the gas and sped off as fast as i could.

Upon reaching the parking space, my heart was racing and my breath rapid, as i stared blankly into space an tried comprehend “what the hell just happened there!!!????” I scoured the car and looked at all the bloody spots she left behind, and re-assured myself that THAT REALLY DID HAPPEN.

I think I will stick to “its a dog-eat-dog world” and “every man for himself” mottos. I’m not that young and naive as i was before. I dont think i’ll ever let an old lady into my car ever, but somehow, I’m still a softie, anything can happen.

Never thought I would be the one to say this:….

You gave, yes thank You for Your gifts, and you took away. Blessed be your name.

Yes, it hurts sometimes, it still hurts very much. Yet, I will say  “Blessed be Your Name”

Them Trials and Temptations, yes they come and come again.  Still I will praise you, “Blessed be Your name”.

No, we did not deserve Him, yet You gave Him to us, your precious One. O, blessed be Your Name.

He took our sins, He bore our iniquities. As far as the East is from the West, so far has He removed them from us.

And this weekend, as we remember Love’s redeeming work is done, Blessed be Your Name.

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Serenade me

I sing myself to sleep and Aerosmith wakes me up in the morning. Ahh.blisss…

Short Term Goals

I wish….
someone would send me to work everyday.
Now, how do I go about doing that?

Or else, the next best alternative is to learn how to ride a motorcycle, and do it legally.
Then get a motorcycle…

Saya kepingin menaiki sepeda motorrr!!!!! SERONOK!

*Dunnoy why my pictures not showing up on the post…