Friday, January 30, 2009
Throwing
You know what?
While playing the new wii-fit, the newest addition to the house,
i realised that as a rather seasoned thrower, you have very, very, very good balance.
As compared to the rest of my family, my balance is really really good.
My center of gravity is almst in the center, which means i have really good balance and posture.
My balancing games are all owned by me and seriously, i realised i have very very good balance and control over my distribution of body weight.
Thinking more indepthly, i realised it has alot to do with the positioning of throwing.
While throwing, we throwers have to distribute and manage our weight very conscienciously and have to maintain that delicate balance while throwing. Our legs support our bodies together with a heavy ball, and we fight to keep our center of gravity within the span of our feet, until we do it effortlessly.
And the final outcome is-
Great balance. ;)
I think its even greater for discus cos that one really needs alot of weight management. If not, you'll throw your body, not the plate.
Trust me.
I've done it before.
T-T
haha. (:
And im actually freaking out right now.
I just suddenly felt like i needed a jolt of reality check in my life.
Not trying to boast, but i really need competition to push me furthur.
I just took a look at USA's junior competition and i started hyperventilating to the point i nearly fainted. Seriously.
The top women's shot putt for junior champs is chinwe okoro, who threw 16+m.
O.
M.
G.
I can barely hit 11m right now.
(Its down season, just so you know.)
So. In a state of utter shock and panic, i just had to find out the age group.
And to my relief, the age group is between 14 to below 20.
And that girl, she's 3 years older than me.
So, lets do abit of math, shall we?
In 2008, i was 16.
Hence, in 2008, she was 16+3=19 years old.
And when she was 19 years, she threw 16m.
Thats a little more comforting.
Cos i plan and pray and hope with all my heart,
I'll hit 15m by next year.
I wanna be the best Asian Thrower.
In fact, i'de love to be the best thrower in the world in 5 years time.
Hows that?
But then again, i've only checked one country.
Its even more depressing when i look at IAAF's junior records.
17,18m.
Bunch of insane creeps.
>.<
1. Natalia Ducó
CHI 17.23m
2. Melissa Boekelman
NED 16.60m
3. Qiao Ma
CHN 16.55m
4. Aliona Hryshko
BLR 16.55m
5. Sophie Kleeberg
GER 16.06m
6. Sandra Lemos
COL 15.92m
7. Anita Márton
HUN 15.88m
8. Lina Berends
GER 15.70m
9. Qianqian Meng
CHN 15.22m
10. Chinwe Okoro
USA 15.18m
11. Myriam Lixfe
FRA 14.03m
12. Viktoriya Bolbat
UKR 14.01m
Results for last year's copetition.
I just realised if i can throw 13-14m this year, i might make it to IAAF this year.
So. See how lor.
Time to start working my butt off man.
19 year olds throwing 16-17m.
I wanna do that.
Or better.
LETS GO!
While playing the new wii-fit, the newest addition to the house,
i realised that as a rather seasoned thrower, you have very, very, very good balance.
As compared to the rest of my family, my balance is really really good.
My center of gravity is almst in the center, which means i have really good balance and posture.
My balancing games are all owned by me and seriously, i realised i have very very good balance and control over my distribution of body weight.
Thinking more indepthly, i realised it has alot to do with the positioning of throwing.
While throwing, we throwers have to distribute and manage our weight very conscienciously and have to maintain that delicate balance while throwing. Our legs support our bodies together with a heavy ball, and we fight to keep our center of gravity within the span of our feet, until we do it effortlessly.
And the final outcome is-
Great balance. ;)
I think its even greater for discus cos that one really needs alot of weight management. If not, you'll throw your body, not the plate.
Trust me.
I've done it before.
T-T
haha. (:
And im actually freaking out right now.
I just suddenly felt like i needed a jolt of reality check in my life.
Not trying to boast, but i really need competition to push me furthur.
I just took a look at USA's junior competition and i started hyperventilating to the point i nearly fainted. Seriously.
The top women's shot putt for junior champs is chinwe okoro, who threw 16+m.
O.
M.
G.
I can barely hit 11m right now.
(Its down season, just so you know.)
So. In a state of utter shock and panic, i just had to find out the age group.
And to my relief, the age group is between 14 to below 20.
And that girl, she's 3 years older than me.
So, lets do abit of math, shall we?
In 2008, i was 16.
Hence, in 2008, she was 16+3=19 years old.
And when she was 19 years, she threw 16m.
Thats a little more comforting.
Cos i plan and pray and hope with all my heart,
I'll hit 15m by next year.
I wanna be the best Asian Thrower.
In fact, i'de love to be the best thrower in the world in 5 years time.
Hows that?
But then again, i've only checked one country.
Its even more depressing when i look at IAAF's junior records.
17,18m.
Bunch of insane creeps.
>.<
1. Natalia Ducó
CHI 17.23m
2. Melissa Boekelman
NED 16.60m
3. Qiao Ma
CHN 16.55m
4. Aliona Hryshko
BLR 16.55m
5. Sophie Kleeberg
GER 16.06m
6. Sandra Lemos
COL 15.92m
7. Anita Márton
HUN 15.88m
8. Lina Berends
GER 15.70m
9. Qianqian Meng
CHN 15.22m
10. Chinwe Okoro
USA 15.18m
11. Myriam Lixfe
FRA 14.03m
12. Viktoriya Bolbat
UKR 14.01m
Results for last year's copetition.
I just realised if i can throw 13-14m this year, i might make it to IAAF this year.
So. See how lor.
Time to start working my butt off man.
19 year olds throwing 16-17m.
I wanna do that.
Or better.
LETS GO!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
VJ athletics
Today's training wasnt so bad.
In fact, it was rather good!
My technique's shaping up, and my throws are consistently btw the range of 10.90m to 11m. Not bad for a start. (: Which means... My really good throws would exceed that, and that im ready to throw even furthur. Hallelujah!
Anyway.
I realise im getting used to travelling to VJ, training in VJ, to the ppl in VJ and to the coach in VJ. I realised that i can really trust him to give me the best that he can give. I seem to trust in his coaching and the person he is. (: Thank you Lord for a good coach. (:
I realised too, that i might have to say goodbye to my old coach. but if i ever make it big, he will be remembered, for he was the one who brought me to who and where i am today. I dont know if training with both coaches is the best idea for they may have different seasons and things in mind (Though its very similar). But then again, extra training is always beneficial for an athlete, i believe.
Thinking about all these, ive been thinking about competitions.
I cant quite figure which is better.
A competition with close competitors,
or a competition with no competitors.
A competition with close competitors will cause you to push yourself harder and give you an extra motivation to train and push yourself. But there is also a risk of you not winning.
A competition with no competitors may cause you to end up becoming complacent and no drive to break through the next mental wall you face for no matter what, you're the winner anyway.
So what is better?
I cant quite figure that out.
In fact, it was rather good!
My technique's shaping up, and my throws are consistently btw the range of 10.90m to 11m. Not bad for a start. (: Which means... My really good throws would exceed that, and that im ready to throw even furthur. Hallelujah!
Anyway.
I realise im getting used to travelling to VJ, training in VJ, to the ppl in VJ and to the coach in VJ. I realised that i can really trust him to give me the best that he can give. I seem to trust in his coaching and the person he is. (: Thank you Lord for a good coach. (:
I realised too, that i might have to say goodbye to my old coach. but if i ever make it big, he will be remembered, for he was the one who brought me to who and where i am today. I dont know if training with both coaches is the best idea for they may have different seasons and things in mind (Though its very similar). But then again, extra training is always beneficial for an athlete, i believe.
Thinking about all these, ive been thinking about competitions.
I cant quite figure which is better.
A competition with close competitors,
or a competition with no competitors.
A competition with close competitors will cause you to push yourself harder and give you an extra motivation to train and push yourself. But there is also a risk of you not winning.
A competition with no competitors may cause you to end up becoming complacent and no drive to break through the next mental wall you face for no matter what, you're the winner anyway.
So what is better?
I cant quite figure that out.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Why English is so hard. (:
We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;
But the plural of ox should be oxen not oxes.
Then one fowl is goose, but two are geese;
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice,
But the plural of house is houses not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
The cow in the plural may be cows or kine.
But the plural of vow is vows not vine.
And i speak of a foot, and you shouw me your feet,
But i give a boot- would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldnt the plural of booth be called beeth?
If the singular is this, and the plural is these,
Should the plural of kiss be nicknammed kese?
Then one may be that, and three may be those,
Yet the plural of hat would never be hose.
We speak of a brother, and also say brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis and shim!
So our English, i think you will all agree,
Is the trickiest language you ever did see!
(: This is a poem i found while going through my sec school files. Its a poem we received to practice ennouncing expression whilst reading, during english class.
I thought i had a very good sense of humour, so i decided to type it out and post it here for all to read and perhaps, humour yourself a little indeed. (:
And i found a card from teddy to me on my 14th birthday. (: Hahahah
And on the card it wrote this:
But the plural of ox should be oxen not oxes.
Then one fowl is goose, but two are geese;
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice,
But the plural of house is houses not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
The cow in the plural may be cows or kine.
But the plural of vow is vows not vine.
And i speak of a foot, and you shouw me your feet,
But i give a boot- would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldnt the plural of booth be called beeth?
If the singular is this, and the plural is these,
Should the plural of kiss be nicknammed kese?
Then one may be that, and three may be those,
Yet the plural of hat would never be hose.
We speak of a brother, and also say brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis and shim!
So our English, i think you will all agree,
Is the trickiest language you ever did see!
(: This is a poem i found while going through my sec school files. Its a poem we received to practice ennouncing expression whilst reading, during english class.
I thought i had a very good sense of humour, so i decided to type it out and post it here for all to read and perhaps, humour yourself a little indeed. (:
And i found a card from teddy to me on my 14th birthday. (: Hahahah
And on the card it wrote this:
Your birthday is a reminder
That God put you here for a purpose.
Hope you know how much
Your presense
Enriches the lives of others.
Happy Birthday
The peom was so meaningful i felt that i needed to share it with my blog and my readers of course. (: Your birthday is a reminder that you have a destiny in the Kingdom of God! How amazing is that! :D
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
I really hate goodbyes.
Today,
Chinese New Year was a little more gloomy for me.
Pi Wei left this morn.
I can handle that.
At least i was okay till i thought about it 1hr before his flight.
I really nearly cried.
I fought hard to keep the tears back in my eye sockets.
But the moment i made a stupid mistake while cutting something,
i was so angry and upset i really thought i'de lose it.
But thankfully, i didnt.
Today was rather fun.
And that helped me take my mind off piwei's departure.
I think why i feel so...sad.. is because,
we were just getting to know each other.
Just getting closer.
And suddenly, he had to leave.
Its like finding your childhood friend again and just when you want to spend time with him/her, she/he has to leave.
The feeling is just...
Sickening.
But anyway.
In the morn, my dad's sister and her family came to visit.
Then after that we went to visit my dad's 5th brother.
Met up with my cousins once again, and the oldest one of the 3 has a son, Ethen, who is horribly cute!
He's so cuddly and i love hugging him while i was carrying him. (:
and then he'll smile...
And tilt his head to look at you in all directions...
SO CUTE!!!
Then we had lunch at my 5th uncle's place.
And then we went home.
Played the new wii with my sis for awhile, then went to help my parents prepare for the annual CNY dinner with the regular family friends. (:
And after that was a series of more wii and watching tv.
Dinner was really great, but for some reason, i had no appetite today.
I didnt get to attack the GIGANTIC crab claw i'de usually go for.
I was so full after a little food.
Aye.
Maybe its because i havent trained hard enough.
Cos when i do, my metabolism shoots and i eat like a pig.
Seriously.
Haha.
Ah well.
As usual, dinner was awesome, thanks to my great pops (:
Played alot of wii and finally trashed my couz at wii. :D
MUAHAHAHHA.
Tables have been turned. (:
Life is good.
Haha.
But after the party and all,
i trained a little, doing my wrist excercises as promised to both my coach and myself, while watching tv, and afterwards deciding i want to use the com.
After a nice bath, i came to sit at the com.
I started thinking about goodbyes again.
I saw my whole bunch of fairfield formal photos sticking out of my cupboard.
I pushed it back immediately for i knew staring at it any longer would only make me cry.
Goodbye...
First Piwei.
Now my Fairfield friends...
I dont know how to handle it.
God.
You've sent me to Vj...
You've sent me to the ends of the earth.
You've sent me to places i cant see.
Lord, i fear.
I tremble at the thought of being in a foreign land.
I fear being out of my comfort zone.
I fear what is to come.
But father.
I know that you've called me to places i cant see.
But Lord open my eyes.
I know that you've called me to people i cant reach.
But Lord, stir within me
a heart to see your kingdom come.
A passion for your will to be done.
Lord, Give me a heart for my generation.
I know you have set me apart for your great commision.
And Lord, I will go.
Wherever you lead i will follow.
I have counted the cost,
and i will carry my cross.
So take my hands,
for all that i have are yours.
For you, have laid out my course
and i have decided to live for this cause...
Lord.
I will go.
But go before me.
Just as you sent the people of Isreal into the promise land.
The promise land was filled with giants that made the people tremble to their knees.
In the same way, i see the giants in my promise land that make me tremble to my knees.
But i know that my God is greater than the giants of the promise land.
And as he did for isreal, he will do for me-
He will destroy them and give them into my hands.
VJ- My promise land.
Lord, give me strength to brave the storm.
For i will conquer the land for my generation.
Thank you Lord for already starting to pave the way.
Teachers from church.
Strong christian teachers in Pe dept.
A christian fellowship ready to start.
Christians in VJ about to start warring for their generation.
God.
I know you're going to do great things in VJ.
I really do. (:
But im still really bad with goodbyes.
My world's changing 180degrees.
I'll have to say goodbye.
But im not sure how well i'de handle it.
I love you God.
I love you Fairfield.
Lord, thank you for 4 glorious years in Fairfield.
But because it was glorious, its all the more harder to say goodbye.
But God, before i step into my new season, im going to let go. and let God.
Take a hold of me Lord.
Take a hold of me.
Chinese New Year was a little more gloomy for me.
Pi Wei left this morn.
I can handle that.
At least i was okay till i thought about it 1hr before his flight.
I really nearly cried.
I fought hard to keep the tears back in my eye sockets.
But the moment i made a stupid mistake while cutting something,
i was so angry and upset i really thought i'de lose it.
But thankfully, i didnt.
Today was rather fun.
And that helped me take my mind off piwei's departure.
I think why i feel so...sad.. is because,
we were just getting to know each other.
Just getting closer.
And suddenly, he had to leave.
Its like finding your childhood friend again and just when you want to spend time with him/her, she/he has to leave.
The feeling is just...
Sickening.
But anyway.
In the morn, my dad's sister and her family came to visit.
Then after that we went to visit my dad's 5th brother.
Met up with my cousins once again, and the oldest one of the 3 has a son, Ethen, who is horribly cute!
He's so cuddly and i love hugging him while i was carrying him. (:
and then he'll smile...
And tilt his head to look at you in all directions...
SO CUTE!!!
Then we had lunch at my 5th uncle's place.
And then we went home.
Played the new wii with my sis for awhile, then went to help my parents prepare for the annual CNY dinner with the regular family friends. (:
And after that was a series of more wii and watching tv.
Dinner was really great, but for some reason, i had no appetite today.
I didnt get to attack the GIGANTIC crab claw i'de usually go for.
I was so full after a little food.
Aye.
Maybe its because i havent trained hard enough.
Cos when i do, my metabolism shoots and i eat like a pig.
Seriously.
Haha.
Ah well.
As usual, dinner was awesome, thanks to my great pops (:
Played alot of wii and finally trashed my couz at wii. :D
MUAHAHAHHA.
Tables have been turned. (:
Life is good.
Haha.
But after the party and all,
i trained a little, doing my wrist excercises as promised to both my coach and myself, while watching tv, and afterwards deciding i want to use the com.
After a nice bath, i came to sit at the com.
I started thinking about goodbyes again.
I saw my whole bunch of fairfield formal photos sticking out of my cupboard.
I pushed it back immediately for i knew staring at it any longer would only make me cry.
Goodbye...
First Piwei.
Now my Fairfield friends...
I dont know how to handle it.
God.
You've sent me to Vj...
You've sent me to the ends of the earth.
You've sent me to places i cant see.
Lord, i fear.
I tremble at the thought of being in a foreign land.
I fear being out of my comfort zone.
I fear what is to come.
But father.
I know that you've called me to places i cant see.
But Lord open my eyes.
I know that you've called me to people i cant reach.
But Lord, stir within me
a heart to see your kingdom come.
A passion for your will to be done.
Lord, Give me a heart for my generation.
I know you have set me apart for your great commision.
And Lord, I will go.
Wherever you lead i will follow.
I have counted the cost,
and i will carry my cross.
So take my hands,
for all that i have are yours.
For you, have laid out my course
and i have decided to live for this cause...
Lord.
I will go.
But go before me.
Just as you sent the people of Isreal into the promise land.
The promise land was filled with giants that made the people tremble to their knees.
In the same way, i see the giants in my promise land that make me tremble to my knees.
But i know that my God is greater than the giants of the promise land.
And as he did for isreal, he will do for me-
He will destroy them and give them into my hands.
VJ- My promise land.
Lord, give me strength to brave the storm.
For i will conquer the land for my generation.
Thank you Lord for already starting to pave the way.
Teachers from church.
Strong christian teachers in Pe dept.
A christian fellowship ready to start.
Christians in VJ about to start warring for their generation.
God.
I know you're going to do great things in VJ.
I really do. (:
But im still really bad with goodbyes.
My world's changing 180degrees.
I'll have to say goodbye.
But im not sure how well i'de handle it.
I love you God.
I love you Fairfield.
Lord, thank you for 4 glorious years in Fairfield.
But because it was glorious, its all the more harder to say goodbye.
But God, before i step into my new season, im going to let go. and let God.
Take a hold of me Lord.
Take a hold of me.
Monday, January 26, 2009
The 1st Goodbye...
This is the first goodbye out of the 3 i'll have to make this month.
To a really good friend- Ng Pi Wei.
Well, Though we have only known each other for a few months, less than half a year, we have shared a very very special bond i find hard to describe. Just like he said : Its as if we were childhood friends. I wonder why he came to church so late. Its really so so sad that just as we were getting closer, he had to move physically further away. :( But nevertheless, i guess it is God's will, and well, there's nothing i can do to change it except do my best to keep in touch with him.
My friend. One of the most interesting ppl i've ever met. Someone that we share endless topics to talk about in our conversations. One of the best dancers i've ever seen. And one that is very humble, kind and sincere.
To Piwei:
Though you'll be leaving S'pore, You hold a very special place in my heart. I hope we continue to keep in touch and remain fast friends for you are one friend i hope never to lose. All the best for your studies in Melbourne. I pray you stay steadfast in the Lord, work hard, and strive to achieve the goals and dreams that the Lord has placed in your heart. I'll miss you, but i'll see you soon, friend. (: Take care and God bless. (: I love you, and God loves you too. (:
Goodbye!
Field Plans
Let me start off with a video.
Oh and just a disclaimer,
Thats not my husband, nor are we in any way in a BGR.
We're just normal friends.
My coach is just being... well.... Himself.
Lol.
Anyway.
No, im not a freak.
Okay, maybe i am abit of a freak. Hahah.
But i needa be better.
My aim for this year...
I'de like to cross the 100kg mark for bench.
Hopefully... 110kg? Is that possible?
Well, i think i'll train as hard as i can and hope for the best.
Goals for 2009:
-Break 14m
-Break SAAA record.
-Break Nationals record (I'DE BETTER! >:/)
-Break ASEAN record
-Make it to ASIAN Youth Champs
-Do well in Asian Youth (refer to above)
-Qualify for SEA GAMES Laos!
Yuppers.
These are my goals for Shot Putt this year.
As it is for every year, Discus...
HAHAHAHHA.
Just try and hope for the best. :P
Goals for 2010:
-Break 15/16m
-YOG!!!!!!
-Not sure yet. (:
Well, I find it so amazing i've reached this level in my career.
God has blessed me with all these the day i was born.
He intended for me to excel in Track and Field though i once never wanted to join track.
I had always questioned God's purpose for me because many of my close friends are one year older than me since young, and i never understood why!
But of course, Now i do.
Because if i had been born one year earlier, i wouldnt be able to play in all these prestigious games. I'de be too old. But since im born in 1992, im just young enough to compete in Asian youth and YOG. The first 2 prestigious youth games in the world, and i have the honour to be part of them, esp, when they are in home ground.
I Pray with all my heart i make it there.
I need motivation to train with all my might to make it there.
Its not easy, but im gonna give it my all.
I am an athlete.
I am a CHAMPION!
Painful Thighs
OWWWW.....
I cant describe to you the pain both my thighs are feeling.
Try training your legs 3 days in a row.
MAN.
This kills me.
lol.
Anyway.
For the first time, i trained 5 times in a week!
Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.
ANd boy am i tired!
I think i need a gooooooooooooooood sleep, though i managed to catch a nap in the afternoon after training. I think i need to rest. haha. I think i'll justr collapse if i have training tmr.
This is bad...
WHATS MY BODY DOING?!?!?!
Laychi trains every single day...
Scott trains every single day....
And i train 5 times and i wanna die already.
MAN.
HANNAH!
WAKE UP THAT MONSTER INSIDE OF YOU!
TURN INTO A FREAK PLEASE!
Aye.
I think a good rest would do both my training and my throwing good.
My throwing is relaly bad now cos my body has officially run out of power.
lol.
God,
please
please
please
please
let me throw 13-14m this year!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Im so physically tired.
Thighs, please start working properly soon.
I need to walk up and down steps!
I cant describe to you the pain both my thighs are feeling.
Try training your legs 3 days in a row.
MAN.
This kills me.
lol.
Anyway.
For the first time, i trained 5 times in a week!
Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.
ANd boy am i tired!
I think i need a gooooooooooooooood sleep, though i managed to catch a nap in the afternoon after training. I think i need to rest. haha. I think i'll justr collapse if i have training tmr.
This is bad...
WHATS MY BODY DOING?!?!?!
Laychi trains every single day...
Scott trains every single day....
And i train 5 times and i wanna die already.
MAN.
HANNAH!
WAKE UP THAT MONSTER INSIDE OF YOU!
TURN INTO A FREAK PLEASE!
Aye.
I think a good rest would do both my training and my throwing good.
My throwing is relaly bad now cos my body has officially run out of power.
lol.
God,
please
please
please
please
let me throw 13-14m this year!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Im so physically tired.
Thighs, please start working properly soon.
I need to walk up and down steps!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Not facing the music.
Im trying not to think about the goodbyes i'll have to make to the different ones. Everytime after an event in fairfield, when i hug someone and think "We're going our seperate ways", i never want to let go. I feel like continuing to hug the person and cry but i brace myself and stop myself from thinking about it.
I cant do it.
I cant face the music yet.
Its too much to bear.
Everytime i look at pictures taken from the past. Taken from a time we had fun or even just a moment of fun, my heart melts and just wants to break. I just want to relive the moments i've had again and never let go of that moment. I hate to think of how far i'de be from everyone and the possibility that everything will fade into nothing but a shade of memory no one remembers any longer.
Well. Im not gonna think about it.
I hate to admit it but im actually a big baby. haha. I think i'll cry on my first day of school. Maybe not in school but after school. I dont know. I'll just miss everyone so much.
Though i said that i'de feel wierd since no one from FMSS is going to VJ, then again, almost no one from PHPPS went to FMSS with me. And still... I made it through rather well, didnt i? (:
But still. Im not gonna think about the goodbyes yet.
Im not ready to face the music...
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Modeling Pictures
Ok.
I have only one show to blame for this-
AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL! :D
I am totally crazy about it. :P
AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL! :D
I am totally crazy about it. :P
After the wedding dinner in KL, i went back to the hotel room and tried out a new hairstyle i randomly came up with cos i thought it looked really great! As i took photos, i realised the lighting in the room was rather nice, so i decided to practice what i see on ANTM and try them out, since i think i actually have quite a modely face. :P Hehe. So much for the tomboy Hannah! :P
And the main reason im sharing this with you is because, after taking a series of random photos, as i scrolled through them, i realised they told a story! And i found that really really intriguing cos i just took them randomly without thinkng about anything! Haha! :D
Lines for the pictures are above it. (:
I believe Im made for greatness!
Hehehe... I'm still not sure...
Ahhh... Maybe I'll go find inspiration!
Yay! Check out my new camara!
Yay! Check out my new camara! 
Hmmm... Maybe I should be a model?
Lets try...
GRRR!!! ITS SO HARD!
Nvm... 2nd try...
Practice makes perfect!
OMIGOSH!!! A PIMPLE!!!
WAIT! ARE YOU STARING AT ME?!?!?!
Oooo... Arent you a sneaky one!
Oooo... Arent you a sneaky one! Go away! I wish to see you no more!
COOL RIGHT!!! :D
They were seriously coincidently took one after another in that sequence!
COOL RIGHT!!! :D
They were seriously coincidently took one after another in that sequence!
If you still cant get the story line, its about me thinking about a career to do. And i look for inspiration and my new camara gives me the inspiration to become a model. so i try and i practice and during my 3rd try, i realise i have a pimple. While i lament about my pimple, i realise that you're staring at me. haha. (: Quite cool right! :D
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Destiny.
Its quite amusing how God uses us in so many different ways.
Today, the Lord used me in a very indirectly, but very appropriate way.
I was still quite tired from my journey back to s'pore yesterday and after taking a nap after a very nice teppanyaki lunch with my dad and grandma, i took a nap on the sofa. About 1 and a half hours later, i was awaken rather abruptly by my dad's friend who called to tell me that he would be delivering a box of oranges. Well, i woke up, only to find that i was late, tired and irritated. Haha.
I didnt want to wake up, i wanted to continue sleeping. I was tempted to just forget about VJ's training and claim that im not feeling well. But being a very commited athlete, i just went for training anyway. My dad picked me up and fetched me to VJ, lamenting that he should hav asked me to go there myself. And after that, he decided to stay in VJc and just wait for me there instead of running around, wasting time and gasoline. A rather wierd decision and i was tempted to just ask him to go home and forget about it. But everytime i wanted to ask that, something stopped me. Instead, i invited him to watch me throw. lol. Not something I'd usually do.
Well, I went for training. And i felt today's training was quite fruitfull. I came out more of my shell and did alot of stupid stuff and asking alot of rather redundant questions during training. Just being myself. (: Got to know the Vj peeps a little more and getting to know the school a little more. As i did, i really found myself getting drawn to the school more. Like there's a force pulling me closer to the school.
Training was quite good today. Maybe im just getting used to the longer hours and the type of training they do. But maybe i dont appreciate it as much since they train me on the parts of my body that arent as strong because haoyi doesnt concentrate on them. Things like my legs, and back. And because they have never had such specific training, i find that im on bar with everyone else on those areas. But the only thing thats owning them is my upper body. Obviously. Haha. Thats why there's a reason why Jing and Haoyi calls my upper body a monster. :P
Well, Its quite good to train at Vj, actually. I have someone who's about the same body strength as me and its good to train with her cos we help each other out and we're both quite experienced in the same ways. Like I trust her to support me and she does trust me to support her. She can do about the same weight that i do. So it acts as a moral support. Though i dont exacly like the feeling of equalness cos i prefer to be above the rest, but i appreciate very much that she can help me out and push me as we train tgt because we're in the same category of strength. Well, not forgetting that it comforts me she's already in Uni. hehe.
Anyway. After training, my dad fetched me home. During my training, i noticed that he was talking to alot of ppl. And obviously curious, i asked him who he was talking to. He shared that Mr Melvin Tan had introduced him to a PE dept teacher who then started talking to him. God opened a door when she asked my dad what he was reading (cos he was using the time to study a book on prophetism). And so, he told her that he was reading a book on prophetism for a course he was taking. And then he added that he was a pastor. The moment he said that, she opened up about herself. She asked him about God and he shared with her many things, many testimonies. and he found that she was very very open to the gospel. In fact, she was at the point that she would nearly receive the Lord.
My dad talked to her for a very long time, sharing about Jesus and who God is to him and though i cant quite remember the contents of his conversation with her, i know this one thing that she siad to him at the end "Maybe there's a reason why you're sitting here talking to me today." When he said that, i was stunned. Its just so amazing.
Then that same lady brought another PE dept teacher to meet my dad. That new teacher is actually from TCC@PL! And so my dad talked to her and told her that he was the Dew pastor. And so She was interested to know more about Dew. And So he shared with her what DEW is about and the differnt testimonies about the many ppl that have been healed through DEW and through the power of God-all while the non-christian lady was at the side listening. And this trinitarian was open to Dew and wanted to sign up immediately! But my dad told her registration was closed and she would have to wait for the next one. Awwwww.... But she volunteered to tell her Cell leader about it. And i think, that that is amazing.
As my dad told me all about the things that had happened to him while he was in VJ, i felt really touched. God had used my willingness to go to training to bring my dad to VJ, to touch 2 lives. One leading to receive christ, the other leading to healing in her life. God used my dad to sow the seed and touch lives of 2 ppl, in the span of 3 hrs in VJc, waiting for me. Indeed, it was time spent wisely.
As i thought about what my dad had told me, i felt the word Destiny burn in my heart. I felt that it was the Lord tugging at my heart. And i felt and knew and know, that indeed, VJc is the Jc that God has intended for me to go.
Well, of course i like thought in my mind that ACJC was the dream school, the place that i wanted to go so badly and be with a comfortable culture, comfortable ppl i know from both church and school. I knew that if i went to ACJC, i would be very comfortable cos i had both my sec school mates, plus church mates there. And i liked the idea of it.
But the moment i thought of that, the Lord spoke to me and said "if i have everyone at ACJC, who will make the impact in VJC?". And i felt very convicted. Its really amazing. Im one of the only ppl in church going to VJc, im surrounded by non-christians, open to the word of God, my teacher is looking at me to join or maybe even head the CF in Track, that PE dept trinitarian is aiming at me to pray with her for Vj, what else can i say? The Doors are opening. God is ready to move. And i must jump into the season. Cos i know that God has placed me there for a reason.
It was not by coincidence that i was invited to VJ.
It was not an accident that someone was kicked out to give me a place in DSA.
It was not a mistake when i heard from God that VJ is the school for me.
Nothing, happened by chance.
But only by the will of God.
As i pondered on all these, the Lord placed in my heart this verse:
The harvest is plenty but the workers are few.
And i felt in my heart, this will be the verse for the new season in VJ. God has intended for me to reach out in my arena, to bless my friends in the school, to bring the christian atmosphere to a higher level, and to reach out to the ppl that need purpose in their lives.
Destiny Calls my name.
VJ, here i come. (:
Today, the Lord used me in a very indirectly, but very appropriate way.
I was still quite tired from my journey back to s'pore yesterday and after taking a nap after a very nice teppanyaki lunch with my dad and grandma, i took a nap on the sofa. About 1 and a half hours later, i was awaken rather abruptly by my dad's friend who called to tell me that he would be delivering a box of oranges. Well, i woke up, only to find that i was late, tired and irritated. Haha.
I didnt want to wake up, i wanted to continue sleeping. I was tempted to just forget about VJ's training and claim that im not feeling well. But being a very commited athlete, i just went for training anyway. My dad picked me up and fetched me to VJ, lamenting that he should hav asked me to go there myself. And after that, he decided to stay in VJc and just wait for me there instead of running around, wasting time and gasoline. A rather wierd decision and i was tempted to just ask him to go home and forget about it. But everytime i wanted to ask that, something stopped me. Instead, i invited him to watch me throw. lol. Not something I'd usually do.
Well, I went for training. And i felt today's training was quite fruitfull. I came out more of my shell and did alot of stupid stuff and asking alot of rather redundant questions during training. Just being myself. (: Got to know the Vj peeps a little more and getting to know the school a little more. As i did, i really found myself getting drawn to the school more. Like there's a force pulling me closer to the school.
Training was quite good today. Maybe im just getting used to the longer hours and the type of training they do. But maybe i dont appreciate it as much since they train me on the parts of my body that arent as strong because haoyi doesnt concentrate on them. Things like my legs, and back. And because they have never had such specific training, i find that im on bar with everyone else on those areas. But the only thing thats owning them is my upper body. Obviously. Haha. Thats why there's a reason why Jing and Haoyi calls my upper body a monster. :P
Well, Its quite good to train at Vj, actually. I have someone who's about the same body strength as me and its good to train with her cos we help each other out and we're both quite experienced in the same ways. Like I trust her to support me and she does trust me to support her. She can do about the same weight that i do. So it acts as a moral support. Though i dont exacly like the feeling of equalness cos i prefer to be above the rest, but i appreciate very much that she can help me out and push me as we train tgt because we're in the same category of strength. Well, not forgetting that it comforts me she's already in Uni. hehe.
Anyway. After training, my dad fetched me home. During my training, i noticed that he was talking to alot of ppl. And obviously curious, i asked him who he was talking to. He shared that Mr Melvin Tan had introduced him to a PE dept teacher who then started talking to him. God opened a door when she asked my dad what he was reading (cos he was using the time to study a book on prophetism). And so, he told her that he was reading a book on prophetism for a course he was taking. And then he added that he was a pastor. The moment he said that, she opened up about herself. She asked him about God and he shared with her many things, many testimonies. and he found that she was very very open to the gospel. In fact, she was at the point that she would nearly receive the Lord.
My dad talked to her for a very long time, sharing about Jesus and who God is to him and though i cant quite remember the contents of his conversation with her, i know this one thing that she siad to him at the end "Maybe there's a reason why you're sitting here talking to me today." When he said that, i was stunned. Its just so amazing.
Then that same lady brought another PE dept teacher to meet my dad. That new teacher is actually from TCC@PL! And so my dad talked to her and told her that he was the Dew pastor. And so She was interested to know more about Dew. And So he shared with her what DEW is about and the differnt testimonies about the many ppl that have been healed through DEW and through the power of God-all while the non-christian lady was at the side listening. And this trinitarian was open to Dew and wanted to sign up immediately! But my dad told her registration was closed and she would have to wait for the next one. Awwwww.... But she volunteered to tell her Cell leader about it. And i think, that that is amazing.
As my dad told me all about the things that had happened to him while he was in VJ, i felt really touched. God had used my willingness to go to training to bring my dad to VJ, to touch 2 lives. One leading to receive christ, the other leading to healing in her life. God used my dad to sow the seed and touch lives of 2 ppl, in the span of 3 hrs in VJc, waiting for me. Indeed, it was time spent wisely.
As i thought about what my dad had told me, i felt the word Destiny burn in my heart. I felt that it was the Lord tugging at my heart. And i felt and knew and know, that indeed, VJc is the Jc that God has intended for me to go.
Well, of course i like thought in my mind that ACJC was the dream school, the place that i wanted to go so badly and be with a comfortable culture, comfortable ppl i know from both church and school. I knew that if i went to ACJC, i would be very comfortable cos i had both my sec school mates, plus church mates there. And i liked the idea of it.
But the moment i thought of that, the Lord spoke to me and said "if i have everyone at ACJC, who will make the impact in VJC?". And i felt very convicted. Its really amazing. Im one of the only ppl in church going to VJc, im surrounded by non-christians, open to the word of God, my teacher is looking at me to join or maybe even head the CF in Track, that PE dept trinitarian is aiming at me to pray with her for Vj, what else can i say? The Doors are opening. God is ready to move. And i must jump into the season. Cos i know that God has placed me there for a reason.
It was not by coincidence that i was invited to VJ.
It was not an accident that someone was kicked out to give me a place in DSA.
It was not a mistake when i heard from God that VJ is the school for me.
Nothing, happened by chance.
But only by the will of God.
As i pondered on all these, the Lord placed in my heart this verse:
The harvest is plenty but the workers are few.
And i felt in my heart, this will be the verse for the new season in VJ. God has intended for me to reach out in my arena, to bless my friends in the school, to bring the christian atmosphere to a higher level, and to reach out to the ppl that need purpose in their lives.
Destiny Calls my name.
VJ, here i come. (:
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Why
I'de like to start of my blog by sharing this song that caught my eye when i was surfing for a blogskin.
WHY
by Nichole Nordeman
We rode into town the other day,
just me and my daddy.
he said I’d finally reached that age,
and I could ride next to him on a horse
that of course, was not quite as wild.
We heard a crowd of people shouting,
and so we stopped to find out why.
There was that man that my dad said he loved,
but today there was fear in his eyes.
So I said, “Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows.
Daddy please, can’t you do something?
He looks as though He’s gonna cry.
You said He was stronger than all of those guys;
Daddy, please tell me why.
Why does everyone want Him to die?”
Later that day, the sky grew cloudy,
and Daddy said I should go inside.
Somehow he knew things would get stormy.
Boy was he right, but I could not keep from wondering
if there was something he had to hide.
So after he left, I had to find out.
I was not afraid of getting lost.
So I followed the crowds to a hill
where I knew men had been killed,
and I heard a voice come from the cross.
And it said, “Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my robe?
This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows.
Father please, can’t you do something?
I know that You must hear my cry.
I thought I could handle a cross of this size.
Father, remind me why.
Why does everyone want me to die?
Oh, when will I understand why?”
My precious son, I hear them screaming.
I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming.
But soon I will clothe you in robes of my own.
Jesus, this hurts me much more than you know,
but this dark hour, I must do nothing,
though I’ve heard your unbearable cry.
The power in your blood destroys all of the lies;
soon you’ll see past their unmerciful eyes.
Look, there below, see the child
trembling by her father’s side.
Now I can tell you why...
she is why you must die.
WHY
by Nichole Nordeman
We rode into town the other day,
just me and my daddy.
he said I’d finally reached that age,
and I could ride next to him on a horse
that of course, was not quite as wild.
We heard a crowd of people shouting,
and so we stopped to find out why.
There was that man that my dad said he loved,
but today there was fear in his eyes.
So I said, “Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows.
Daddy please, can’t you do something?
He looks as though He’s gonna cry.
You said He was stronger than all of those guys;
Daddy, please tell me why.
Why does everyone want Him to die?”
Later that day, the sky grew cloudy,
and Daddy said I should go inside.
Somehow he knew things would get stormy.
Boy was he right, but I could not keep from wondering
if there was something he had to hide.
So after he left, I had to find out.
I was not afraid of getting lost.
So I followed the crowds to a hill
where I knew men had been killed,
and I heard a voice come from the cross.
And it said, “Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my robe?
This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows.
Father please, can’t you do something?
I know that You must hear my cry.
I thought I could handle a cross of this size.
Father, remind me why.
Why does everyone want me to die?
Oh, when will I understand why?”
My precious son, I hear them screaming.
I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming.
But soon I will clothe you in robes of my own.
Jesus, this hurts me much more than you know,
but this dark hour, I must do nothing,
though I’ve heard your unbearable cry.
The power in your blood destroys all of the lies;
soon you’ll see past their unmerciful eyes.
Look, there below, see the child
trembling by her father’s side.
Now I can tell you why...
she is why you must die.
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