27 inches

Wei Jie, Yue Jun and I signed up as a team of three for a competition organised by Nanyang Polytechnic named 'iCode', which challenges us to code an iPhone web app. The competition is confined within the secondary school circuit.

Funny thing is, how are we supposed to present an application, when we don't even know how to code it? The organisers gave us an answer when they organised a 2-day crash course to iPhone Web app coding. Due to a council commitment, I could only attend the second day of the course.

Well firstly, the venue alone is hard to find (not sure if it's entirely correct): Nanyang Polytechnic, Block L, School of Information and Technology, Level 6, Lab 6.25.

I walked out of the lifts and made a right turn towards the labs.

I saw 30 27" iMacs lined up neatly in front of me in the first lab. Wow.

I felt ancient.

The course went on fine.

I finally know how to code iPhone web apps! HAHA! Well, actually I didn't understand anything much. But Yue Jun did. He re-coded our class radio into an iPhone app: iRAdio

And so, I left the course feeling accomplished that I have finally used an iMac after 8 years. 8 years ago, it was those transparent-backed desktop computers in my childcare centre. Those were awesome too.

As I tucked in my chair, I felt great, and thanked the wonderful piece of technology in my heart.

Contact Time

I have been attacked with fever three times recently; the latest being yesterday.

At night, I was saying a prayer. And ever since I started attending church, I acquired a newer, more elaborate way of praying.

I was half awake.

I'm not too sure about the words I said, but the replies I got were undoubtedly true.

"Dear Heavenly Father, please bless me with your Holy Spirit. Help me recover from this fever. Thank you for having given us all that you thought we deserved. Thank you for giving us today. I pray that all my loved ones and I will sleep safe and soundly tonight. Help me recover from this fever."

"I hear you."

I got stunned. I mean, I've never got a verbal reply from Him before.

"Give me your life, and I will give you your rest."

Whenever you had a fever, your fingertips and toes will be freezing cold, while the rest of your body is boiling hot. I got His instruction to "Place your hand on your forehead."

I did just that. I felt blood rushing to the fingertips and toes.

"Rest well, my child."

I kept on repeating "My faith is strong in You", "My faith is strong in You".. until I somehow fell asleep.

Guess what?

My fever's gone.

Thank you, FCBC. Thank you God :D

Sailing in the Bermuda

Over the weekends, I went down to ION Orchard and Ngee Ann City for a Service Learning Project's Street Sales. Have you been in one of them before? I just did, and it wasn't the least bit easy.

Standing outside 313@Somerset was a great idea, as we got many people's attention, and our sales were great, for a while. A security guard with straightened hair and a seasoned uniform approached us and demanded that we (I was with another guy) produce a licence for checking. Thankfully, we had ours. He then told us that we had to stay away from the mall's entrance to sell our goods. Through street sales, you can really meet people from all walks of life.

There were several other schools doing charity work and sales.

The best part of the street sales? We met people we know. Hey, it's Orchard Road on a weekend. We met Mr Tan Choo Kee, a Hwa Chong teacher. I also met Hwa Jin with three of his friends. There was also Jonathan Koo with his brother and mother, Terence Neo with his flag day donation box, and Goh Dai Mei, my ex-classmate now in Nanyang Girls, helping the Children's Cancer Foundation. All of them obliged to buy or donate to our cause. The street sale slot lasted from 1.30pm to 5.30pm.

Now onto another topic.

Have you always been waiting for someone, just like how God awaits His children to acknowledge Him? Or like how you await your loved one for a safe return trip?

I've been exploring into many situations I've never been through before.

Do I know how an only-child feels like? Lonely?

Do I know how having a sister feels like?

No I don't, No I don't.

When did we last meet?

No girl's too beautiful unless she's beautiful in the heart.

You're beautiful in the heart.

Imma in love with God.

Just can't spill it, for I am waiting.

Marlboro Nomads

I admire courageous people.

I enjoy the sunsets from the LRT Station.

I also see many people getting into relationships.

Recently, a senior councillor from AMK Secondary School asked me what I thought of girls as in general. I didn't know what to say, and therefore conveniently changed the subject. Now rethinking, I must say that girls are friendly, caring, fun-loving, and understanding. Girls aren't easy to understand and comprehend, but they are smart, creative and bright. Imagine the world with only one gender - we'd be just like the smurfs.

Then this councillor asked me if I had a girlfriend.

Haha, obviously not.

She didn't believe me.

No girl is beautiful unless she has a beautiful heart.

I've been addicted to facebook lately. I've also been addicted to coffee lately.

We know what Marlboro is.

We also know what a nomad is, don't we?

Or do we not?

Aren't we just like nomads in love?

Have you ever been addicted to someone?

And now you don't? Infatuation.

Trevor told me that people change.

We must acknowledge that Trevor is very knowledgeable.

Every girl is precious to at least someone.

Harm her not, for you'll offend that someone.

Even if she doesn't have an earthly family,

God finds her precious.

Offend God not.

Marlboro is addictive. Nomads never stay at one spot forever.

What's the use of getting into relationships, when you know that you will break up someday?