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tribute :: Rosa Park.


After weeks of not updating, here's a summary of a couple of things I just wanna acknowledge ::

- A tribute to Rosa Park; that black lady that refused to move to the back of the bus whom became a revolutionist to human rights. All we can say is thank you.

- Got myself the new K750i, which the below picture was taken by it.

- Am done with the law of TRUST. Am fully TRUST worthy now. :P

- Got a VOX for the twenty first.

- Had superb beef satay at Ampang with the PG.

- CF has multiplied by doubled. Amazing.

- PG guys are bonding well. Good stuff.

- Lotsa work to catch up during RAYA holidays.


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have a great day now. enjoy.


six hours to go.


Its six hours before the Trust paper. Everything I studied are now flashing before me. Somehow, just amazingly, everything seems to be stored in place. I feel confident, Thank you Lord.

Had watched a couple of documentaries during the last couple of weeks on terrorist, and their hijacking of a bus in Brazil, and another, the Beslan incident that occured.

Will continue on all later. For now, its a six hour wait.

enjoy.


twenty first.


People say the twenty first birthday would be different. Something special, a significant date. Others regard it as a step into adulthood, a key given to explore the world, or just the freedom longed for, since young. Yes, we all have our own expectations for our twenty first.

Twenty first had finally hit me. My expectations? Nope, it wasn't freedom. And it wasn't the ability to make people think more of me. Yes, I had an expectation.

My twenty first was significant. It was the beginning to a new chapter. A key to a fresh start. But most importantly, it was the key. And it was that key that got me excited, and thinking. If the key was to open the door to a life of indulgence, a key to be misguided, a key that leads to a self-focused life, then it was best the key be withheld. Sadly, we do view the key as the very key that liberates us from all rules.

My expectations? Yes, the key was my expectation. But, this key that is mine, is no longer mine. It was best left to someone worthy of calling the shots in my life. It was surrendered to He that had made me by grace. The key was his.

My expectations? I would best summarized it in this words::

'..and He died for all, that those who lived should live no longer for themselves, but for Him who died for them and rose again..' 2Corinthians 5:15


May He's grace be renown throughout the world.


enjoy, my twenty first.


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