I had a haircut yesterday.. so hideously ugly (for my taste anyway) I decided to use this Southpark, graphical representation of me. Surfice to say.. I prefer my hair long.. nice and messy.

Fooh. Made my first non-BB event specific videos for the OCF. These are the promos for this years winter camp. Check them out! =)

Produced with Jeremy Ye

Produced with Ivie Tan

Woke up this morning, late for prayer meet (again), but today was a little different than most days. Sure the temperature was low, but what's new was the midst! It was so cool.. Pardon me if I sound so jakunfied, but you don't get these scenes often back in Malaysia.. only half the time in Genting or Frasers. No doubt it was beautiful. I decided to take a few shots using my phone.

Evelyn Street - my house is somewhere down the road amongst the midst

 

One of the courtyards surround Monash Uni's (Clayton Campus) campus and religious center

Apparently this is the coldest winter there's been in Melbourne. I say.. it's not cold enough! Come on!

I think I'm gonna get a scar on my face. Sustained this injury during a basketball game with my OCFers. One of the guys accidentally elbowed me during a tensed rebound. My specs broke, but fortunately just the lense. The frame's still okay, thank God.. cause it's the more expansive one. I wonder how it'll turn up once it heals. Fortunately, I have a spare pair.. and a few contact lense to not go blind. Speaking of blind, I'm blessed that I'm not literally blind cause of this incident! Halleluyah! Okay, poem time.

Starring in the dark. Starring into the starnight. Starlight illuminating high hopes. Hopes that may fades or never may. May seems to dark and cold. But boldly know one thing for sure. Surely, my Lord will take it all. All away including my disamay. May see the light of dawn once again. Again standing tall with the grace of God.  

Scars of the past, will pass on. Onward we go to the unknown. Knowing just one thing.That nothing for sure, is for sure. Purely walk in His light. In the night oh so cold. Only He will hold, my God makes me whole.

 
Most people would consider unauthorised scribbles on walls as an act of vandalism and their products are generally frowned upon, which is particularly true from where I came from.

This isn't the case here in Melbourne. Here, graffiti is quite a popular trend visible in any suburb and virtually everywhere. Though at certain areas it is considered vandalism, the "nicer" ones are truly an art scene. The level of sophistication and complexity, vandal or not - their handy work certainly deserves attention and praise. It's almost industrial quality! They can be found in the back lanes, to the back walls of factories, to abandoned buildings, to parking lots, to fences - no wall is spared from the hands of these random "vandals/artists".

This is particularly true as well on the railway line when the whole barricade/noise deflectors are covered with colourful layers of graffiti stretching miles and miles.

I'm not sure how this trend started, but I had the feeling that it was well liked then. Now it has become sort of an attraction for Melbourne. Its a synthesis of deviance and order messed together in a visual scene. The Graffiti which has tranfromed Melbourne into a city of art.

 

 

 

Yes. Definately close being the capital of graffiti. No wall is spared. And I mean, none.

But - The ugly side of it. Damn amatuers (it's my house btw).

This whole week I was worrying about my assignments. One of them I got back a week earlier didn't turn out well.. which made me paranoid towards the ones still about to come back.

Last Monday I had a lecture for the assignment I was expecting back in the week.. a revision lecture. I realised that many of the things my lecturer discussed weren't discussed in the assignment!!! That assignment was 40% of my final mark... and a group report.

I was feeling sad and demoralised the whole week, what if this assignment turned out bad? I didn't like the fact of letting my groupmates down.. furthermore.. I'm already so delayed in my studies. I didn't want another bummer. I felt so lacking of faith.. but I was constantly reminded every day that I need to believe. The night before I got our assignment back I was one nervous wreck.. then I read the title of my devotional material.. "Your God is too small". It felt like someone was pointing the finger at me saying I didn't have enough faith... arghh.. bummer. I admit that I wasn't totally at ease.. perhaps God was telling me that I should have been.

Then came the day we got our assignment back... our group was reserved for the last to receive our assignment. I was worried we failed.. perhaps we did go off topic. I was wrong.. the situation was way worst than that. The tutor suspected my part of plagraism. That would mean that we won't receive any marks for this assignment. That'll be as good as failing the whole subject. We went to see the lecturer to sort things out.. and he said he'll get back to us the next day.

God was really testing my faith - stretching it like crazy. I knew.. and no matter what happened so far at that point I didn't want to blame God for any of it nor did I want be angry at Him. I just declared that He is in control of all things and nothing is impossible for my God!

The next day.. I got an SMS from one of my group members.. Sean Hewitt - we got a credit =)

MY GOD IS REAL!