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Blog EntryJun 10, '07 3:25 AM
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dear e + d,

here is my sincerest wish to the both of you...

love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude.

it does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth.

it bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

love never ends.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

 

love,

m

 

 

 


Blog EntryMay 29, '07 1:08 AM
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why does watch/timepiece advertisements always show the time as 10.10?


Blog EntryMay 23, '07 11:19 PM
for everyone
did i ever mentioned that i actually like to host friends at my home? i wouldnt say my house is super comfy. i dont even have a guest room for my guests. so for now, i can only invite very close female guest to stay over.

veriza
or wai mun is my primary school friend who works in singapore. she came to visit in march & i offered to host her together with survon.

over the weekend, we went for karaoke...

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went clubbing at aloha, newly opened club at jalan p.ramlee. didnt take any pictures with my camera then. the club is split to 2; the lower ground has a dj spinning dance & ocassionally r&b music. at the ground floor, there's a thai live band who sings more familiar songs but very rojak. honestly, aloha is just another beach club.

after partying all night long, 3 of us woke up at noon the next day. we had a sumptuous, cozy & healthy breakfast at home.

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manfred who partied with us the previous night came to join us for breakfast too. (no, he wasnt invited to stay over night!). we made him join our our silly-ness.


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oh, if u cant see clearly how manfred looks like properly, this is a better shot of him...

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it was a fun filled weekend. now paullie & i am looking forward to be hosted by wai mun when we go to singapore next week :)


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Blog EntryApr 16, '07 11:45 PM
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ticketcharge is looking for ushers for ‘my fair lady – the musical’. below are the details:


venue :

kuala lumpur convention center


date :

*15 may, tues 6 – 10pm

16 may, wed 6 – 10pm

17 may, thu 6 – 10pm

18 may, fri 6 – 10pm

19 may, sat 6 – 10pm or 1 – 11pm

20 may, sun 6 – 10pm or 1 – 11pm

* pls arrive at venue at 5pm for briefing


dresscode :

- all black


requirements :

- pleasant personality

    - able to handle difficulties independently

- punctuality & discipline is important

- no problem understanding & following instructions


you may log on to ticketcharge’s website for more information of the event… www.ticketcharge.com.my. for those who are interested, pls email/sms the following to michelle at michelle@ticketcharge.com.my or 017 – 364 1331 before 1 may 2007, wed:

1. name

2. contact details

3. ic no


Blog EntryMar 8, '07 1:22 AM
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dear friends & family,

as i always say that i believe in life-long learning (L3), this is something i found out today from survon. although i am not aware of the uniqueness of today, but my gut told me to find out more.

here's what i would like to share with all the men out there.

regards,

mich

 

International Women's Day


International Women's Day (8 March) is an occasion marked by women's groups around the world. This date is also commemorated at the United Nations and is designated in many countries as a national holiday. When women on all continents, often divided by national boundaries and by ethnic, linguistic, cultural, economic and political differences, come together to celebrate their Day, they can look back to a tradition that represents at least nine decades of struggle for equality, justice, peace and development.

International Women's Day is the story of ordinary women as makers of history; it is rooted in the centuries-old struggle of women to participate in society on an equal footing with men. In ancient Greece , Lysistrata initiated a sexual strike against men in order to end war; during the French Revolution, Parisian women calling for "liberty, equality, fraternity" marched on Versailles to demand women's suffrage.

The idea of an International Women's Day first arose at the turn of the century, which in the industrialized world was a period of expansion and turbulence, booming population growth and radical ideologies. Following is a brief chronology of the most important events:

1909

In accordance with a declaration by the Socialist Party of America, the first National Woman's Day was observed across the United States on 28 February. Women continued to celebrate it on the last Sunday of that month through 1913.

1910

The Socialist International, meeting in Copenhagen , established a Women's Day, international in character, to honour the movement for women's rights and to assist in achieving universal suffrage for women. The proposal was greeted with unanimous approval by the conference of over 100 women from 17 countries, which included the first three women elected to the Finnish parliament. No fixed date was selected for the observance.

1911

As a result of the decision taken at Copenhagen the previous year, International Women's Day was marked for the first time (19 March) in Austria , Denmark , Germany and Switzerland , where more than one million women and men attended rallies. In addition to the right to vote and to hold public office, they demanded the right to work, to vocational training and to an end to discrimination on the job.

Less than a week later, on 25 March, the tragic Triangle Fire in New York City took the lives of more than 140 working girls, most of them Italian and Jewish immigrants. This event had a significant impact on labour legislation in the United States , and the working conditions leading up to the disaster were invoked during subsequent observances of International Women's Day.

1913-1914

As part of the peace movement brewing on the eve of World War I, Russian women observed their first International Women's Day on the last Sunday in February 1913. Elsewhere in Europe , on or around 8 March of the following year, women held rallies either to protest the war or to express solidarity with their sisters.

1917

With 2 million Russian soldiers dead in the war, Russian women again chose the last Sunday in February to strike for "bread and peace". Political leaders opposed the timing of the strike, but the women went on anyway. The rest is history: Four days later the Czar was forced to abdicate and the provisional Government granted women the right to vote. That historic Sunday fell on 23 February on the Julian calendar then in use in Russia , but on 8 March on the Gregorian calendar in use elsewhere.

Since those early years, International Women's Day has assumed a new global dimension for women in developed and developing countries alike. The growing international women's movement, which has been strengthened by four global United Nations women's conferences, has helped make the commemoration a rallying point for coordinated efforts to demand women's rights and participation in the political and economic process. Increasingly, International Women's Day is a time to reflect on progress made, to call for change and to celebrate acts of courage and determination by ordinary women who have played an extraordinary role in the history of women's rights.

 

The Role of the United Nations

Few causes promoted by the United Nations have generated more intense and widespread support than the campaign to promote and protect the equal rights of women. The Charter of the United Nations, signed in San Francisco in 1945, was the first international agreement to proclaim gender equality as a fundamental human right. Since then, the Organization has helped create a historic legacy of internationally agreed strategies, standards, programmes and goals to advance the status of women worldwide.

Over the years, United Nations action for the advancement of women has taken four clear directions: promotion of legal measures; mobilization of public opinion and international action; training and research, including the compilation of gender desegregated statistics; and direct assistance to disadvantaged groups. Today a central organizing principle of the work of the United Nations is that no enduring solution to society's most threatening social, economic and political problems can be found without the full participation, and the full empowerment, of the world's women.


Blog EntryFeb 15, '07 1:17 AM
for everyone
it's so quiet in the office, some of my chat mates are already on leave in lieu with the chinese new year celebrations. here i am, stuck with nothing to do.

have been reading & clearing all my forwarded mails which i have accumulated over the past 5 months. was so damn busy then that simple pleasures like reading mails & blogs was not permitted. then my colleagues sent this cny greetings. quite cute...


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hhhmmm... too small. try this link... http://ecard.iclp.com.hk/chinesenewyear2007/inf/index.cfm?action=ICLPEcard07.startGame&s_displaylang=en

draw a pig & they will read your 2007 forecast. this is my pig, named babi.


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too small again... cut & pasted below.


Your choice of background shows that you are loyal, responsible and trustworthy but sometimes doubt yourself and feel the need to question everything.

The direction your pig is facing indicates you being direct and straightforward, you will not avoid confrontation when hard decisions are needed. You will play devil's advocate to ensure that all possible avenues have been explored.

The amount of detail in your pig means you are driven by emotion and find detail boring. You follow your gut feeling and can be a risk taker.

Less than four legs on your pig suggests you have certain insecurities or are going through major changes in your life.

The larger the pig's ears, the better listener you are.

The longer your pig's tail, the better your sex life – need we say more!


how much of it is true?

Blog EntryFeb 13, '07 11:13 AM
for everyone
What type of guy is right for you
you like the sexy emo guy type (way to go)
like the ones with the hot hair and tight clothes
you probably like it when they make out too

Take this quiz!


Blog EntryJan 20, '07 1:08 AM
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Blog EntryJan 8, '07 7:42 PM
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year 2006


my proudest achievement


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     my slk (small little kelisa)                         the view from my apartment at dusk


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my graduation



places that i have been to


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langkawi             cameron highlands x 3 times         port dickson


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    melaka                          penang x 3 times


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bangkok



reunited with a couple of oversea friends


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    sijing, china (met in japan)            daleep, uk (met in india)



waved goodbye for good to some dearest friends


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      grace who left for uk                   ash who went to aus               angeline who also went to uk



and i waved goodbye to my dearest bro


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vince, u will always be in my heart


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forever & ever. amen.



goodbye 2006


Blog EntryDec 13, '06 9:16 AM
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for those who knows me long & well enough will find this headline an amazement & quizzical at the same time. yes, due to health reasons i am quitting coffee for a period of time until further notice. sorry for the inconvenience caused.

meanwhile, i am anticipating caffeine withdrawal symptoms. in mild ocassion, teary-eyed & runny nose. in slightly serious case, probably pale lips & continuous yawning for more than 3 times in 30 minutes. in severe & rare cases, victims may suffer from sudden hibernation at anytime & anywhere.


for those who has yet to know me long & well enough, i would suggest for u to continue reading to get a better understanding. the article below was written by yet another coffee addict.


Woke up 8am in the morning. Reluctantly, i got out of bed and rushed to my bathroom. My hair stood and my eyes puffed up like muffins. That showed me how late I slept the previous night. I remembered I slept at 1am. Oh, well. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and got ready for breakfast. As usual, my sister would want to go to the usual place - Sun Yuan Loong; a coffeeshop that caters nothing good but famous for its coffee.

I went downstairs and waited for my mom to get ready. As I wait, I continue reading my book; 'Tribulation Force'. Previously, I stopped at where Buck and Rayford propose to their soon-to-be-wives. Ahhhhhhh.... touching. A double wedding. How I wish I had one later.

After my mom was ready, we got on to the car and went to fetch a friend nearby. He's my sister's friend - considered to be her 'god-sis' because of his feminine actions. His name was Eugene.

When we reached SYL, all car park slots were taken. Oh man! Don't this people wanna sleep longer?? SYL was packed and we hardly could find a place to sit. After desperately searching for a table, finally we got one. I was between two stalls selling rice and 'hor hee'.

My family is well-known in that coffeeshop result of our daily visit. My sister drinks 2 cups of 'Kopi-suit' (Coffee with icecubes) per-day. She was addicted to it and also because she wanted to stay up late at night to study. I pity her though.

As I said, there is nothing delicious in that coffeeshop except for their famous coffee. But my mom forced me to order something to eat. After choosing from stall to stall I finally ordered 'Wan Tan Mee'. Well, at least I finished it. I ordered my usual drink; 'Kopi-pok' (Coffee with LOTS of milk so that it doesn't taste bitter). I sipped my coffee and gave out a loud 'ahhhhhhhhhhhhh'. That's my daily routine after drinking my cup of coffee.

Eugene, instead, followed my sister in ordering 'Kopi-suit'. We persuaded him to eat something, but he said he ate something at home before coming.

"Oh well, suit yourself," I said.

Few moments later, he went and orders Chicken Mee. Well, I use to call him 'Yaneh' (elephant in Tamil) because of his body size. Well, the nickname suits his appetite, too!

We left the place after sitting there for more-or-less than an hour.

COFFEE ADDICTION!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Vincent.
Ready to accept criticisms and compliments. And
questions about COFFEE facts!!!




Blog EntryNov 12, '06 12:58 AM
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the tree in ticketcharge had been lighted up. no presents under it yet. carols were played every morning since last week. but there's still something missing. not sure what is it.

i have been looking forward to this season for a long long time. now that it's around the corner, it feels as though it's just another ordinary day. probably i have been working too hard. guess i need to pause for a moment to let the feeling set in.

maybe it's the christmas shopping that's still missing. or maybe it's the deco at the shopping malls. could it be the gathering of friends & family to eat, drink & be merry? or could it be just the snow?

perhaps i need to do up a shopping list in between work. i promised ash to help her shop for gifts for her aussie colleagues. something malaysian... hhmmm, she's come to the malaysian mich for a reason :). perhaps i should already start planning my holiday, apply for leave to go back to ipoh. my church will be happy to see me back. i must have been away for too long.

perhaps i should make a christmas wish for myself. i'll think about it before i go to sleep tonight. something that i need instead of something that i want.

maybe i'm trying too hard to create the feeling but i think i should be getting there soon...


Blog EntryOct 29, '06 1:53 AM
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since young, mum claimed that i was allergic to furry animals. even the soft toys which i got as gifts were imprisoned in clear plastic bags to prevent asthma attacks.

when i was 19, my friends gave me 2 tortoises & an aquarium as birthday gift. i named them odie & ohji. dunno why, but i guess the names sounded cute & perfect for pets. vincent bought another 2 more to accompany odie & ohji. they were named after angels, michael & gabriel. i dont think i can differentiate them anymore now.

back then, they were smaller than a 50 sen coin. as they grew larger through the years, eventually the small aquarium could not contain them anymore. i bought plastic ikea containers for them to live in instead. now they are bigger than my palm.


the containers were placed next to my piano in the living room. whenever we have guests with kids, my dearies would be an interesting attraction. dad has brought them to kl ever since i shifted into my new home. perhaps i should purchase a new aquarium for them. i guess they too deserve a change of environment.

when vince was younger, he used to bring all 4 tortoises into the bath tub & bathed with them for hours. it's so funny to recall. haha! now i have to use an old toothbrush to brush their hard as rock shells & believe me, i have no words to describe how stinky they are now!


Blog EntryOct 23, '06 6:14 AM
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Blog EntryOct 12, '06 6:31 PM
for everyone

dear vince,

 

 

it’s exactly a month since jesus took u home. mum reminded me twice – last night & this morning. but actually, i didn’t forget. mum is just being mum, being naggy is her full time job

 

so, how are things up there? let me guess… u slept til the sun was high & mighty this morning, had your daily dose of white kopi-o & started drumming away “better is one day” to your heavenly dad.

 

oh how lucky u are to be in paradise. u know, just a few days ago, the haze was back again. blown from indonesia. api was 155 in kl, 105 in ipoh. i think this has become our yearly event. it should be recorded in the lonely planet to attract more tourist to malaysia. tourist should see for themselves how torturing it is to us. u are so lucky to have escaped that!

 

hey, i wonder if u know what happened on earth. maybe u were busy walking towards the light a month ago. the very same day when jesus called u, uncle quah met with a major accident in subang too. he broke his right leg & smashed his right elbow. it was quite serious but he managed to escaped death. so now ah yee is in kl to take care of him.

 

do u know that a lot of your friends came to pay respect to u? we were devasted when we lost your phone in the hospital because we were afraid that we won’t be able to contact your friends. but some how i guess your influence must have been quite the ‘geng’ lah. even smi’s morning assembly of about 1000 students gave u 1 min of silence. my gm & aunty said they’ll give me 3 mins to compensate for the low quantity of ppl in my office

 

well, things are ok for us now. we are all getting back on with our lives. mum is alone in ipoh, but i think church work keeps her busy. she comes to kl very often too cos since ah yee is not in ipoh to accompany her. dad & i am still in kl. dad still goes back to ipoh every weekend, most of the time by bus. we only drive when i follow him back.

 

i thanked jesus for being there for me when u left. he must have heard me because i felt it through the ppl around me. it’s very comforting.

 

bro, u take care ok? i miss u a lot. but i know we’ll meet again some day. i love u!

 

 

love,

shelly

Blog EntryOct 11, '06 4:35 PM
for everyone

"This is for all you girls 30 years and over... And for those who are turning 30, and for those who are scared of moving into their 30's...

AND for guys who are scared of girls over 30!!!!...

This was a monologue by Andy Rooney from the CBS show, 60 Minutes

Andy Rooney said:

As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:

A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask,"What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.

If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting.

A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in whom she is,what she is, what she wants and from whom.

Few women past the age of 30 give a hoot what you might think about her or what she's doing.

Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant.

Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they can get away with it.

Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it's like to be unappreciated.

A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn't trust the guy with other women. Women over 30 couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won't betray her.

Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30. They always know.

A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick. This is not true of younger women.

Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.

Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her.

Yes, we praise women over 30 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately,it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of 30, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow
pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress. Ladies, I apologize.

For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free". Here's an update for you.

Nowadays 80% women are against marriage, why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig, just to get a little sausage.


Blog EntryOct 4, '06 10:45 PM
for everyone

In May 6 1985, a woman in her late 20s was about to give birth to a child. She screamed and
shouted in pain in the laboring theatre. Cynthia Lee's husband, Victor Lee, and the 3-year-old
daughter, Michelle, were outside the theatre, waiting anxiously. Butterflies were in his stomach,
made him felt worried.

At around 9.30 PM, things got more excited. The theatre was crowded with medical attendants
- doctors working hard, nurses walking all over the room. Cynthia was shouting on top of her
voice for the pain she was bearing. But, it was worth it. A new child was going to experience
life. Within few minutes the baby's head was visible to the doctors.

"Relax ma'am. Breathe ma'am, breathe. In and out," muttered out by the nurses who attended
to her, trying to ease her pain a little.

"Ok.
One last push ma'am and we’ll see the child," the doctor ordered Cynthia. Cynthia took a
breath into the very depths of her lungs, trying to give a hard push. With all her strength in that
breath, she shouted and pushed. Sweats were dripping all over the floor.


The baby was hit and came the noise of
"Waaaaaaaaaaawaaaaa!!!"

The sound everyone was waiting for. A child was born. Victor hastily got off his warmed chair,
towing Michelle along.
"It's a boy!!!" shouted the nurse, holding the newborn baby boy, wrapped in a towel, in her
arms. An amazing progress!

Victor and Michelle stared joyously at the baby. The nurse gently placed the baby into Victor's
strong, warm arms. With tears flowing down his eyes, he scattered his words out, "He's going
to be a handsome
boy, just like me. Daddy loves you, Vincent." Wonderful name. It means
'conquering'.

But the time of celebration was short-lived. The color of Vincent's face changed. He was a
mixture of pure skin color and blue. Wow! Two-faced baby? The two worrying parents turn
from weeping in joy to grieving in sorrow. They were questioning for answers. The doctors
diagnosed him having a hole in his heart. It cut through the hearts of the parents sharply and
deeply. Michelle, who was only 3, could only watch and cry, not knowing what was going on.

Doctors' reported that Vincent could not live more than a year. Salt was added to the wound
was done to Cynthia and Victor. Everyone; relatives, church members, friends; came and wept
with them. Prayers were prayed. Though, hopes were slim at that moment. No one could have
expected this. No one predicted Vincent would have a doughnut heart.

Weeks and months passed by. It was down to the year-end period. Prayer warriors prayed
even harder. Intercessors interceded more than usual. Victor and Cynthia dedicated the child to
the Lord, hoping that the Father would spare his life and have mercy on him. The 'miracles-do
happen' spirit worked well! Vincent was still alive after 3 years. Thanksgiving party was planned
almost everyday. The doctors said that Vincent have the glimpse of hope to survive, a surgery.
The surgery was to install a pump connecting the valves inside him.

The surgery took place in University Hospital, Kuala Lumpur. It took the doctors hours to
complete the Herculean task. After pushing out from the Operation Theatre, Vincent was
pushed to the Intensive Care Unit. He was unconscious for days. Unwanted thoughts bulleted
through the thoughts of everyone. Will he be able to regain consciousness? Will he survive?

The guessing game was soon solved. After seven packs of blood transfused to Vincent, he
regained consciousness. He was able to move like a normal child but it was limited. Hopes were
lifted. Doubts were in the alarmed. Hence, one can know what's going to happen next. But the
little boy trusted God to lead his life.

He knew that he was different from any other normal people. He was not abnormal but
EXTRAORDINARY! Time passed, and he's still stepping his foot on earth. September 29 2001,
he's still living and greatly use by God. This boy has a HUGE faith. And this boy… it's me!



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Blog EntryOct 3, '06 10:03 PM
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this is an experiment...


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Blog EntrySep 25, '06 6:52 AM
for everyone

"Name 10 of life's simple pleasures that you like the most, then pick 10 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative; try not to use things that someone else has already used."

1. a good hearty breakfast to start the day - syl white coffee or roti canai/teh tarik or starbucks ice-blended mocha/hot chocolate muffin

2. sweat it out at the gym

3. spend time alone - blogging, reading, watching tv, travelling

4. spend time with a couple of close friends to talk about everything under the sun

5. spend time keeping in touch via email/msn with friends who are not in malaysia

6. watch late night movie on a working day with 1 good friend

7. a cosy & noisy chinese dinner with family

8. simply snap pictures of ppl/places/events randomly with my digital baby

9. discovering that i have more potential than i give myself credit for

10. knowing that if today didnt turn out well, there's still a tomorrow to look forward to


i tag... survon, ash, ming, jayteoh, 10, lisan,
ta469ch, wee, eewoei, sijing.

Blog EntrySep 17, '06 12:14 AM
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dear all,


this is vincent lee's sister, michelle lee. some of u know me, some may not. i'm not trying to rub salt into our wounds. it hurts, but let's just face the fact that vince is no longer with us. we all miss him.

i have saved the articles he wrote to phases (a christian youth magazine) ever since his 1st episode of haemoptysis. i'm forwarding them to all of u once again, unedited. i hope that we will all discover God's grace through the legacy vince has left behind.

my family would love to keep in touch with all of his friends once again. pls do call me (contact no written below) at any time. we would love to listen to the stories of how this miracle boy has touched your life.

pls do forward this email to all of vincent's friend.


love,
mich
017 - 364 1331
msn : michelleleewaiyee@hotmail.com
yahoo messenger : babyb3113@yahoo.com


This is a true story, my true story

Playing the drums is second nature to me. I could play any beat. I knew God had given me this talent. I used it to serve the church's Music Ministry. I have played for almost 4 years. I like to see myself as a 'professional' drummer. Some even called me a 'Spiritual Drummer' to many. But that was just a title and it didn't really matter to me. But, I was proud, proud that I was a better drummer than anyone else I knew - except my father.

On the 5th of August (2001), I was scheduled to play for worship. As usual, I would use my OWN drumsticks; entirely black, with a few stripes of white. I wasn't really excited about playing the drums though, because I got used to it.

My sister, who has often been described as a Lara Croft look-alike, (wouldn't you guys like to meet her *grin*) was the Worship Leader. I liked the songs she chose - they were perfect for a drummer to show off his fancy skills. Still, I didn't really show off until the last song : Better Is One Day. At first, getting into the beat of that song was tough... things just didn't seem to fit. Then, as the song progressed... everything just fell into place. My arms moved in perfect timing with the music.

That was the last song, and the band left the stage. I walked all the way to the back, where the kitchen-cum-bathroom was. I took a glass of water and gulped it down. Then, I went to sit with my youth. Usually, we take up an entire row, and I usually sit at the end of the row that's adjoining the aisle. But that day, I sat on the other end of the row - where I could lean against the wall.

Beside me sat Ai Lee, the girl I like. We weren't listening to the Pastor John Ng's preaching. So, feeling guilty, I stopped talking and pretended to pay attention.I sat there quietly, doing nothing, when suddenly I coughed. It was not a normal-everyday-run-of-the-mill cough. It sounded...and felt weird. I couldn't stop coughing. I sat there doubled up, gasping for breath. When I realised this cough just wasn't going to let up, I ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

I knew what was coming. I've experienced this before - when I cough like this, it only means one thing - I'll start throwing up blood. But this time, I couldn't stop vomiting I never knew I couldn't stop vomiting blood. The toilet bowl was flooded with the mixture of water and blood - my blood.

I started to panic. There was blood everywhere - on the floor....on the toilet...on me.. It stood out, stark red against the white of my pants. I didn't know what to do. All I could think of was flushing the toilet and acting as if nothing had happened. To my horror, the flush was not working!

Then, someone knocked at my door, and asked me if I was okay. I replied with an 'I'm okay'. But I didn't really know if I was alright or not. Then, my mom came and banged on the door desperately. I knew I couldn't hide this from her. I opened the door. She saw everything and was horrified at the scene. I don't blame her...

My mom rushed me to the hospital immediately. She must have driven at 70 mph. I was terrified but I tried to comfort them - my cousin and a church member who was a nurse - by talking nonsense with them. I acted as if I wasn't scared but deep down inside I was shivering.

When we reached the hospital, I sat down at a corner with my cousin. I was busy sending messages via SMS to my sister, church friends and to my mom. She was at the administration counter. I sat there with my cousin, and again, I crapped and joked just to make the things seem less hellish.

Unfortunately, I couldn't sit there for long. I was forced to race to the nearest toilet and hurled everything out, well not entirely everything - but the way it felt...it might as well have been. I couldn't walk, stand or even talk anymore. I was tired....so tired. They had to wheel me around in a wheelchair.

I was brought to ER. It was nothing like the one you see on TV....Malaysian doctors are SLOW! When I entered the room, the only thing that did was put me to bed. If not for the church member who was a nurse, I would have been left there suffering for goodness knows how long.

I kept coughing up blood. I was losing blood fast. There were a needle sticking into my right hand. And there were machines surrounding me. I could hear beeping sounds - very annoying. I was at the state of stabilising. It didn't long. I vomited worse than before.

I was gasping for air. Sweat was pouring off me. I felt incredibly cold. There was a time, one brief moment, when I stopped breathing. In that moment, I caught a glimpse of death.

My face was covered with blood - my eyes had rolled back, I couldn't see anything. I had to fight for every breath I took. I knew, somehow, that was in the hospital. I could heard someone shouting... crying... murmuring. Then everything went completely black...


When I woke up, I was at the Cardiac Care Unit. They told me I had nearly died. God had saved my life. No one else could. Pastor John said he saw Angels surrounding the whole area - protecting me. That was the most horrible day of my life...


Vincent.


Blog EntrySep 12, '06 11:10 PM
for everyone
i have fought the good fight
i have finished the race
i have kept the faith
- 2 timothy 4:7

vincent lee kah kin, 21 years old was called to the LORD on sept 12 2006 at 5.30pm leaving behind victor lee (daddy), cynthia lai (mummy), michelle lee (one & only sister), his enthusiasm for life & passion for music.

vince's memorial service
date : 13 & 14 sept 2006 (wed & thurs)
time : 8.00 pm
venue :
our home
6, jalan pengkalan barat 19/b,
pengkalan gerbang mutiara,
31650 ipoh, perak.

vince's funeral service
date : 15 sept 2006 (fri)
time : 10.00 am
venue : departing from our home to tambun christian cemetary

contact michelle at 017 - 364 1331.


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