Wow, just so much happened since the last post. Got a new addition to the family, lil' puggie OB. Since he's arrival, it was nothing less than fun and cleaning up loads of poo. haha. These are some views of the 6th member of the Gan's ::

Poser OB.

Just looking blur.

It had been a week since I've started work at the Incafe, and I must say that it had been a good first week. Just dog tired everyday after work. haha. Had just gotten back from the Life 70's Party at church and is just amazed at the attendance. It was simply awesome. Had invited a friend whom had been very interested to attend church but just hadn't the opportune time until today; and it couldn't had been a better timing.

With just so much going on, I'm blessed.

enjoy. **this post is dedicated to my OB.

Staring at what seems a red coloured skyline as the sun sets, and just laying back to Gavin's 'Stripped' album, there is so much to say, just too few ways to articulate. As always, am still indecisive of my supposed Singapore trip at the end of the month. The greatest resistance in deciding is probably the huge financial spendings for the trip. With an exchange rate that has doubled, I would be better off lazing at home. Still, it may be a trip worth every penny. There, guess I'm back to step one again - being indecisive.

Had been having countless random thoughts lately. Unexplainable. With so much going on in this puny mind of mine, I've just gotta start winding down and understanding every circumstance. If you could name the week, I'll call this the 'Ultimate Disasterous Week'. Everything seems to be broken this week. With my all-so-recent, still-recovering-traumatic, all-mind-boggling, unreasonable-unexplained-boring experience with my car, this week didn't turn out any better. It has been a week of nothing less of worries.

It all begin with the car accident and the handling process of insurance and all the other irrelevants inorder to get my car fixed up. To date, my car sits majestically at the front porch of the mechanic's old shade, and untouched! Refusing to start the healing process to my car, those mechanic monkeys are waiting for the insurance application to be processed, while the insurance's persons are just taking their grand-father's years to get it all ready. Thus, it would be the best assumption that my car would most probable be ready by the end of next month? ARH! darn.

In all of a sudden, I saw something peculiar, a piggy from my AVG anti-virus started its frequent appearance. And all mighty and behold, WIN32.Gaelicum has invaded this desktop. Oh man! What the heck?! The ultimate desktop of entertainment has finally been breached of its security. A small bloody, not even a micro-organism, virus was able to squeeze throught my own personal Wall of FIRE or more commonly known as Firewall. Its destroying ways has done a heck of a job. Gaelicum had sucessfully killed everything .exe, as though it was a killer shark attacking relentlessly at a multitude of small anchovies. Okay, maybe I'm just being all too exaggerating, but thats the best illustration I can do, okay! my bad, haha.

Alrighty, all works has begun before the demolition of this desktop, and the reconstruction of a new, and nothing less but an unbeatable Anti-virus and Firewall this time. In other words, this computer is set for reformatting at the end of the week. So, inhonour of all those helpful, creative programs that has lasted me 8 months, I shall say something...'Firstly, you all were amazing programs that has satisfy my various needs at various times. I'll miss most my Winamp player- you were on every hour of the day, Photoshop- you were indeed a useful toy, Gunbound- you were my ultimate entertainment, DivX player- you were my cinematic experience, and to the rest that had impacted my life- you are the best...... :~( .... I will miss you all.

On this unfortunate week, my cellphone too decided to had a go with my feelings. It refuse to allow me to send out SMS or simply refusing to write anything alphabetical with it. So basically, I couldn't type a single thing out of it, and even adding new contacts to my phonebook was impossible since I couldn't get any alphabets to come out. To more amazement, it didn't hit Mr.Nokia to have such a function as to copy your contact from the cell-phone memory to the SIM card. So, I had to sacrifice the most of my contacts from my cellphone when I reformatted it. Thankfully, everything was back to a-Okay after that.

Somehow, after all this grumbling, everything seems okay. Nothing really disasterous actually, just an unfortunate hiccup of one of those not-so-nice week. Asked again if I could name the week, I would call it, 'A Week of Reformatting And Patience'. This time around, it would be best in Malay :: James 1:2 ' Saudara-saudaraku! Anggaplah diri kamu berbahagia apabila mengalami bermacam-macam cubaan, kerana kamu tahu bahawa semasa kamu mengalami cubaan, dan masih tetap percaya kepada Kristus, kamu sudah membuktikan bahawa kamu tabah menanggung penderitaan '.

The sun has set, and the red-skyline gone, and darkness overwhelms as the street-lights illuminates. But, as the wise man saying goes, 'through it all, the sun will shine again'. And yes, it will shine again. It will shine on the better weeks to come.


Haha...sorry for wasting your time reading something as ridiculous as this. enjoy anyway.

This would byfar be the most emotional post yet ::

GIG(Getting Into God) Kuantan was simply awesome. Even before leaving for Kuantan, we could feel God leading the way, and just going before us. Leaving for Kuantan at 7pm on a Friday evening, it took about a 4 and a half hours drive down. Starting the conference the day after, and by the time we got to bed, it was already about 3 in the morning and we could only afford a 4 hour nap before the long day ahead.

Sleep wasn't really a priority, since we all knew we were there for a cause, a purpose. All excited by morning, we got back on the bus and headed for breakfast. The morning conference was great, though the attendance wasn't really encouraging, but I prayed that God have his way with those few that were there. After the morning's worship and message, we had the workshop on either worship or devotion. I took the worship session, and it was encourging to relearn the heart of worship.

As we prepared for the night concert, I had doubts on the number of attendance. Being ignorant, I was hoping for substantial attendance, just hoping the place would be filled up. But, it soon striked, that the number of people that would attend was secondary to none. The real priority was that we did our best, no matter how many there were. It was us pleasing God, and not us trying please man. And I then prayed, telling God to take control of everything, just asking him to take full control, because we were there to worship him and nothing less.

God did bless us with numbers. By 8.00pm, we had about 250-300 young teenagers packing the hotel conference room with even about 20 odd parents at the back of the hall. It was just amazing. As our team led worship, we sang our hearts knowing he was a good god. Just after the message by our pastor, an alter call was made, and about the whole congregation moved infront just rededicating themselves as empty vessels and asking God to make them a generation of people that would make history for him. It was simply amazing, the crowd was just unimaginable.

After all was done, we were contented as a team. We were thankful that God's presence was there and he did moved within the hearts of the teenagers in Kuantan. We packed up, had our late dinner and got into our bus and left Kuantan by 1.30am.

Reaching at about 5am, I took my car and drove home hoping to get enough rest before Sunday's morning service in church. Sadly, as I was on my way home, my car skidded and smashed the divider due to the slippery road after the heavy rain 2 hours prior. My car did a 360 degree turn while skidding, and I was just in shocked when it happened so quickly. It all happened so instantaneous on the highway that it felt so surreal. Probably, the time reality striked in was when the car was skidding at 360 degrees. Somehow, from the skidding and the left-rear of my car hitting the divider, my car only suffered mininal damage. Upon looking at my car, I knew it should had been much worst. Looking at all this retrospectively, I knew if the front of the car would had banged the divider, I could had died. Somehow, just somehow, all that did not happen, and I escaped untouched. I know with all my heart, it was God's hand that had soften the collision of my car and the wall.

It was God's hand upon my life, that I am untouched and I'm indeed thankful. I did make it for Sunday's service, for I knew I needed to be there. Despite just an hour rest for the night, it was more crucial to worship and be thankful, despite my circumstances.

My car had to be towed away, and I had to make a police report in the afternoon. The police officer at the beginning was in-corporative and wanted to summon me to court and stand trial for reckless driving. He insisted that I be brought to court and pay a rm4000 fine. I prayed to God, asking him to grant favour upon me with the officer and just submitting my circumstances before him. After the officer viewed my car, his heart completely took a 180 turn. He starting chatting with me, and we even spoke about my law course and how he had read law before too at my college but wasn't able to finish the course. Out of a sudden, we were friends just talking. He told me he had to fine the minimal of rm300, but had told me to come back on thursday to appeal to lower the fine to rm150. He even gave me his cellphone number incase I had any problem with the appeal. Isn't that just amazing?!

God works in just ways that we cannot even start to comprehend. In this experience, it had done nothing less than to show God's true love to those who calls him father. He was there then, and he is with me now. 'The devil come to steal, kill and destroy, but He come to give life, and life more abundantly."

Through all this, I relearned that life is unpredictable and that we may die at any time, but the truth is, with God nothing is impossible. Jesus says that he comes to the door and knock, if you heard and would open your door, he would come in and he would be by your side, through every circumstance, he will be there to protect you.

My God does not sleep nor slumber, He will be there by your side when everything seems lost. Jesus, you are an amazing God.

Though I may not understand why all these happened, I know that God has a greated plan, a plan to prosper, a plan to bless, a plan to strengthen, an ultimate plan which man cannot understand. And I stand amazed at you, the un-thinkable you to say I love you.


enjoy.

Had watched MTV's 'I want a Famous Face' program the other day. Its a show documenting teenagers going for plastic surgery to supposedly enhance their look. The matter of fact that they look pretty okay to me, but still wanting artificial enhancements are pretty ridiculous. Not only would the unimaginable long hours on that surgery table would had already caused shivers, but the fact of waking up the day after and staring into the mirror helplessly, just to see another person staring back would had caused an unsensational feeling of just being another lost person searching for happiness in this big, big world.

Plastic surgery has already been a norm for our society. It was then, when plastic surgery was all so vile and rejected by society. And probably the only artificial enhancements seen commonly on women then was to their bosoms. Or, was it just Baywatch that portrayed that? With all due respect to the womens, I don't mean to be offensive.

Somehow, this new method of making everyone lookin like the next Britney Spears or Ricky Martin, has altered people's perception. It seems, since we can correct what we thought God did wrong, we are now incontrol of any situations. I, personally have nothing against plastic surgery, especially if it is so needed by an accident victim, or a deformed person. My only objection seem to be to those that already has a beautiful image in its own unique way. An originality that ourselves are trying to alter and rob.

Listening to Louie Giglio's 722 conference on 'image' , it spoke of mankind's fascination of trying to brand everything. Taking just an ordinary black handbag and placing a 'Prada' squared tag to it would insanely increase the value. Either tag-ed with a 'Prada' or not, both serve it's same purpose, but valued so differently. And here we are, a product of God, branded by God, valued at the highest price, made individually one by one by the creator of the world, and we try to un-tag ourselves from the brand attached to us. Tryin to tag ourselves with a different brand than what that is already the brand of the highest value. Trying to copy the brand of another.

At the end of the day, no plastic surgery would hold, no silicons will last, no physical beauty would remain, the aging process is inevitable. We shall grow old, and beauty would slowly be lost in time. But one beauty shall remain. God's creation of our inner most being shall last for an eternity. What truely matter is everlasting, and cannot die or weaken. A bright, joyful spirit attracts more than the sher beauty that meets the eye. Often quoted, 'beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder', and its true. To just indulge in physical beauty is shallow indeed, when real beauty does not stare you in the eye but warms the heart.

There is more to life indeed. A beautiful life goes further than a beautiful face. To continue from where i started, and to end all my thoughts, the question remains whether a new, famous face is what we need, or could it be a new, bright, joyful heart that is needed to find happiness. At the end of the day, all of these are in search for happiness, isn't it?

In my last attempt to end, I shall quote something I've heard over and over again, "You are born an original, Don't die a copy". If only we could understand, we can then say, 'No, not a famous face please, but a famous heart'. Perhaps one day we would. Perhaps.

**just a boring thought, and apologies for wasting ur time reading this. enjoy.