I'mm sick and tired of you

To be frank, I am truly disappointed with you, you call yourself a Christian, but you do nothing to change, you do nothing to be more like Jesus.

Some Christian you are, some pk you are. You tell people you’re Christian but you certainly don’t act like one. You go to church like some playboy, you flirt with all the girls at church.

HELLO???? You come to church for God or for girls huh??? Some Christian you are. You play with your itouch or your phone when the pastor is preaching. Have some respect you freak. What’s the point in going to church if you keep doing that? You might as well stay home and play your computer.

You PURE HIPPOCRATE

You play with a girl’s heart as if she’s some toy you play with and chuck her away once you’ve ofund something new to play with.

If you think that I can judge you because your position and my position is different.

WELL GUESS WHAT!

I’m in a worse situation than you’ll ever be in.

You say your dad’s a pastor but so what ?

My dad’s a pastor too

Your mum may run an orphanage but so what?

My mum is the head of the church’s children ministry and it’s way harder than you think it is

So if you think you didn’t have enough attention as a child, I didn’t have it too.

Stop acting cute when you aren’t. it’s not cute. It’s plain stupid.

And because of people like you my brother backslided from church

And you know what? I’m so sick and tired of going to church to worship God and see people like you.

I think it’ll be God’s blessing on me to see you leave or change to become a real person.

Mark my words. If you ever break her heart again. I’ll break your back, and trust me, it’s not something that makes death easy, it makes it all the more painful.

And so what if I’m old fashion?

So what if I’m not man enough to do what you like to do.

At least I have some good old fashion self respect and the courage to stand up for other people’s dignity

(something you don’t have).

My Add math moral part

In this Project, I have learned that nothing can be done without will, even though I did this project by my own hands, mouse, eyes, and yes definitely sweat, I couldn’t have done it without the help of my friends. Though I was supposed to be in a group, I couldn’t go for any of the meetings, so I was pretty sure I would be kicked out of the group, though I didn’t ask, I went ahead and did this on my own with help from friends on the rubric, the project questions and how to do the project.
I would not deny that my weakness is procrastination, but I’m trying my best to do my work and try to cope in school. My way of representing my opinion is through a simple visualisation.

The streets were filled with content, no noise, just the feeling of accomplishment. You look at a long stretch of houses, all in the same design, modern architecture, beautiful and amazing simply a perfect sight for someone who has done all that he or she has to do. Earning what earn from all od this and make a living simple or sophisticated. Doing what you do to stand out, to make clear who you are. And everybody has a way of showing it, some show it by being rich and famous, others, maybe a businessman, whether successful or not, or maybe even a beggar.
A few days later, it was the start of the holidays and you take a trip downtown to see well, the twon. Filled with old townhouses with people walking at every street, shouting, talking and everything you would find in an old town. Coffee shops that you used to go to when you lived there, the old uncles and aunties, still remembering who you are, your favourite food and stuff like that. But nothing can drift you away from life more than your childhood in the old times.
After awhile, you decide to take the road down to your hometown, the place you grew up to see how it was doing. Old ‘Kampung’ Styled houses complete with gardens and farms, all different somehow or rather. You see the old ‘nasi kandar’ place, still standing, still so full of the faces you used to see.

Now taking you to a perspective of things from an angle you would see from up there.
Life nowadays are so arranged, everybody is given the same type of life, the same space, the same this, the same that. Everything is given the same. Even life as from maybe 50, maybe 100 years ago, has the same things, the same house, the same land, the same plot, everything is the same. But when you see the old ‘kampung’ styled house, they’re all different, they’re all made by hand, made by own view, own creativity. No ready built walls, no ready made chairs or tables, no.
Though our lives have been arranged, we fill it out still, with what we want, we add-on things, we remove things, all according to our own liking. All we do is to show that our life is different from yours. It was the same for our father’s generation, it just was that it was in different time, with different kind of arrangements but it was all the same. Though we do not have the freedom of our ancestors, we still do 1 thing. That is LIVE.

it's just your heart that do

life can't get any worse
or any better

it's just how you want to take it
when your heart doesn't want to take it like your mind want's to
it gives you garbage

and when it gives you garbage
don't give it to someone else
especially
when the garbage you have is nothing more than the person next to you


let's just boil this down

don't give your garbage you someone else :)
throw it out


xDDDD

if love was meant to be, it wouldn't be broken

AmazinGrace
such a 1derful song
never knew that a movie would show me that

But once again....
I say amen.....
But it's still raining....

this line is part of a song from Casting Crowns' Lifesong, called Praise You in This Storm

this line applies for many of us, no matter who we are, no mater what religion

it is always like this because most of the time...all of the time
God puts us through tough situations, that he wants us to learn from, maybe he wants us to really call out to him, maybe to learn from it to be a better person....

In Malaysia,
a problem arose through a sensitive topic

so far there were 8 churches attacked with firebombs at various places in Malaysia
1 is badly damaged
but mostly nothing too serious

In times like this,
Let us Pray and Praise God in this Storm

Let us call out to God and learn form this