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Monday, December 15, 2008
For nothing is impossible with God
Sometimes we hear people say,
"I cant preach, I cant sing; about all I can do is pray."
That is like a soldier saying, "I don't have a machine gun
or a bazooka or a cannon. All I have is an intercontinental
ballistic missile."
--Timothy Warner
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Monday, December 08, 2008
The sun is for everyone...
..but enjoying the rays while Fishing is for us.
Minus the me screwing up on the meeting point, the rest of
the day was awesome. Some catchs, absolute fine weather,
a rainbow, sunset, beer ... all in a day out at the sea.
Coincidentally, we found out that E's birthday, is just a day
before A's birthday. We might just do something together (:
Then a random thought came to me - his birthday wish.
There's something fishy about making wishes.
I mean, a wish. A wish!!!
So, what's suppose to happen after we make it?
I mean, its different from a prayer.
ITS A FRIGGIN WISH.
Do we need to earn it? Do we need to work for it?
Who decides if we get it?
Or do We eventually get our wishes?
If we do, is that pure coincidence?
If we dont, does it mean that wishes dont work?
A wish.
If we believe it doesn't have any significance, why still do it?
But if we do believe in it? What's the logic behind it?
If some of you are annoyed with my post already.
That means, I've probably got you thinking.
Because, sometimes we do things for the sake of doing.
Really, why do we do things that we do not believe in;
or are we believing in the things that we do?I realised this post have turned out in a way I myself least
expected. I really meant to update on the fishing trip. Ha =pSo now, I have a nice tan. And A got a lobster face!
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Thursday, December 04, 2008
For now, I'm just looking forward to fishing sunday H and I have
planned, in good company. Pray for good weather and that A
can find his silver linning admist the dark clouds.
Sometimes it feels as if we were walking through a long, dark
and lonely tunnel. During this time, nothing around us is any
different from before, the same old doldrums and problems and
boring menial tasks are there, but the only thing that changes is
the way we see them. If we can't control it very well, then the
entire week would be seeing things in the most tiring and saddest
way we could. Like having a cloak over one's head, sucking all
energy and desire to be connected to anyone.
It's pretty horrible.
For the first time, I felt alone. Lonely. Even though he's right
beside me. When Im alone, then the thoughts reappear -
Coalesce Droplets of remembering Streams Running around like we were children Careless Talking about what defines us Movies Music The Gospel A few of many stolen moments
I am reminded of all the times that each of them were simply
borrowed. And so is the now, the good that I have, my comfort
and safety that I revel in. The blessings of being with another
being. Sweet joy of waking up next to someone - a whole
different world, he is. The strange thing about being with someone for me is that one
minute you think you know them inside and out, you know what
they will say, you know what they will do - but then really, who
is that person? An entirely new and strange universe of memories, experiences
and scars too, just like me.
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Wednesday, December 03, 2008
The year is just about to end .. in 27 days
For some reason, last week turned to bouts of debauchery with
heavy notes of alcohol. First it was in attendance to Lizzie's
birthday celebration at her place. To be honest, I made my way
there, even after working like an animal back at the hospital, only
because I havent had dinner.
Obviously I chose food over rest.
Hearing of my aching back and tired feet, A came to pick me up.
Im not even sure if he regretted because I could only remember
him saying I smelled like a drunk.
Then I met XJ, SW and Lo midweek for dinner and martinis at
Alley Bar. As the martinis were going at 1 for 1, all of us drank
up to the world's misery, sorrows and loneliness. Again, A came
to pick me up, only this time, he could still smell my perfume.
I am probably most in need of a detox regiment, can't eat well.
Can sleep really well. =p
Back to my trivial musings on life.
I'm home with a 2day medical leave due to an irritating eye
infection. I dont even want to talk about it because thinking back
to what happened, I only owed it to myself for being ever so
gullible.
On a much happier note, E for Evon is back!
We met up on Monday (no picture tho, I reckon I was so excited
I forgot to capture them in digitals) with loads of catching up done.
Anyhow, Im just glad she's back without a scratch after being held
captive (okay, that was just an exaggeration) in Bhutan. But after
hearing her story, you cannot deny it was almost like a win or die
situation. Craving for local dishes, we ended up at Newton for
dinner with A and Xindu. Then to Mosque St for some drinks. The
one person I never thought to see was Shannon. Apparently, he's
a regular there. No wonder he's put on quite some weight, must
be all that beer 24/7.
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Tuesday, December 02, 2008
It takes no time to fall in love
but it takes you years to know what love is.
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Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Everything is fun for awhile, then it rots
Again, this is going to be a purely-text post
Cos i’m pooped
They say 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to
dance in the rain!'
Im beginning to think that's a lie.
The only thing that’s constant is change. Life is a series of
updates, patches, closing of bars and such.
You will lose your hangout spot tonight, C said. Something in
me says
that it’s not forever but perhaps that’s just my vain
hope speaking.
“Hi, you’ve reached Venetia's blog, if you’d like to leave a
message, please email fairylaundry@gmail.com *beep*”
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Sunday, November 16, 2008
Fool me once, shame on you
Any person my age who has some form of decency and self-
respect, (a girl for that matter) would have these priorities in life.
Education.
Family bonds and friendship.
Love, perhaps.
Have a little fun, while you're at it! Maintain a healthy social life.
No where in the equation is there "making enemies", especially if
that person has done no wrong to you. If there are rumours and
hearsay, you best solve that misunderstanding like any self-
respecting adult would, by "talking" it out.
Sounds simple, right?
Not unless you're dealing with children who, despite their age,
wish they were still in high school playing tai-kar-che :)
An attitude like that will get you into trouble in the real world,
my dear.
You want to make enemies as often as you change your underwear,
I shake my head and I pity you.
Which was exactly what I did when you committed your wrong unto
me.I shook my head, I pitied you, and I walked away.
Not giving you the satisfaction of me stooping down to your level and
do what you did. Pointless.
A mixture between disgust and pity, really.
However, any person who has some form of decency and self-
respect, will also know that there is a limit.
That there is a line between taking the high road, and simply
defending your honor.
Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.
And I'll leave it at that.
So anyway, my Perth trip was a great getaway, consisting of many
sweet night walks and details I wont share.
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Thursday, November 06, 2008
To some, watching an old couple as they hold hands while they
walk is love. I used to think the holding of hands is an expression
of some form of affection. An elderly couple was going to a coffeeshop that's a 5 minute
walk from their place (but 15 minutes walk at their speed). The old man asked the old lady to hold his arm as they walk.
But it wasn't because they're still lovey dovey at their age.
She gripped his arm tightly as she walked. The elderly couple held hands not to show affection, but because
the old lady needed support. I think when Asian elderly hold
hands, it's not because it's a romantic thing to do. Too often, we
think love is all about feelings and romance. But we often forget
the practical. If the old man hadnt love his old lady, he wouldn't even have
offered his arm for support.
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you
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Sunday, November 02, 2008
"I think a man and a woman should choose each other for life,
for the simple reason that a long life with all its accidents is barely
enough time for a man and a woman to understand each other and...
To understand - is to love." -William Butler Yeats Unfortunately many people never grow up, they just grow old blaming
everyone else for their own misery. But Im more than grateful, that
by God's grace and love, did not allow that to happen to me. Its been
an amazing week and words alone cannot describe the joy God has
given me in a mere 6 days. Once my heart grown so cold, when I was
blinded in my ways, God has opened my eyes to the work of His hands
this year. Church every week seems like God speaking to A and me
more than anything else, knowing He never left us all these years. " In Him we move and live and have our being" - Acts 17:28
How true! And for that, I am grateful for life - no matter how short/
long, how misunderstood or not....... It is good to be ALIVE!! To
taste at the tip of my tongue, the sweet sweet essence of love.
God's love.
Family love
A's love After an amazing weekend (more on 'leo-cheryl-hitched' next post), I
wasnt surprised that coming back to work was a dread. If you argue
that at least there's company and chatter (honestly more bitching than
anything constructive), geez such is a 'toxic' environment I will walk
into. Anyhow, Im so glad my semester for the year has ended. (But
God I need your help to pass this one ;p) Oh the liberty! Seems like
that so much of it, that I dont know what Im going to do with it all.
Perhaps, I'll just hop over to simmylove's place first. And so thankful
that in less than a week, we will be away for our first ever trip. More
importantly, pleasing in the eyes of God.
Now a quick update of my bestie Aiai in Singapore last week
 She was telling me of her drama-filled cameron trip with her church
mates, with the bus breaking down in the middle of the highway, not
once but TWICE, making their return trip home 12 hours longer
than expected. *phew!* While I shared with her something I will not
mention here just because some things are just meant to be shared
by two people alone. Heh
 Even when Ying Xi was protesting and raising her white flag over
the mad decision of sharing 4 pastas ... 
We ended up ordering anyway. :D 
xoxo
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Monday, October 27, 2008
Okay, apparently I have this really distinctive cheerful demeanor as
a norm, so distinctive that the moment I'm slightly less-than-
cheerful, or something's bothering me,the whole world can see it.
No matter how hard I try to hide it.
Previously on night shift, I've been getting a lot of, "Are you okay?"
And I've been giving a lot of, "Yeah! just a little tired, *smiles*"
Which of course is partially true, as it was (supposed to be) my last
few days before I finish my first year in Uni. We got pretty busy
doing a lot of last minute things, cramming up our schedules to the
max and getting very little sleep at all :(
Ah don't worry about me, I'm just going through a weird funk right
now. And weird funks have no place in my blog, my happy place! 
But just in case, I should look for a dreamcatcher. And wear extra
bright colours these few days. Another backlogged event on a weekday made so simply wonderful
   Lunching at a Thai place along Stamford Court.
After which 4bowls had to adjourn back to work while simmylove
and I went shopping at Haji Lane.
  This bathtub was below the stairway and looking oh-so-cool with little
guppies swimming in it.
We travelled back to simmylove's place and I started trying some of
her project runway designer wears and it was darn fun. When we got
tired, both of us slump onto the coach with potato chips til A came to
fetch me for dinner. Indeed, how blessed.
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tell Me im preTTy and sign my
.. barenaked chest.
Show me your HERESY and id show you mine
i had this for a week
lurve it to da max
What feeds my soul
Adrian
AiAi
Alvin
Charmaine
CherShiong
ChianEe
Debbie
Evon
Evon's Pretty Creations
Joanne
Langdon
Mel Sinn
Noreen
Priscilla
Roxanne
Shirlaine
Su rong
WeiXun
Wenda
I Flutter by
Happy Tree Friends
Malaysia Travel Guide
Victoria Secret
Woodlands EFC
ADORE ME
Name: Venetia
Country: Malaysia
State: Johor
Birthday: 4/14/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: awkward situations, b-boying, being asian., dance, dance 2xs, hip hop, indie rock, inspiration, music, rhythmic gymnastics, sunflowers stilettoes and diamonds,
AIM: beepbeepSoSexual
AIM: ifyoulikethebeat
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