Kelvin Lam

Around Christmas time, as I was bumming around the car to my very empty (and cold) apartment, I thought about how my room is a mess and how much effort it will take. Then I had the brilliant idea that perhaps, as a Christmas present for me, I’ll have one of these wardrobe consultants to help me prepare my wardrobe. Hah. What a joke right? Me? The confessed Hoarder of all things with the bulging closet, hire someone to help me prepare my wardrobe. Bleah. Seriously, it’s a nice thought. But until I’m really ready to bite the bullet and not accumulate good things, it will be a waste of money, because once it left my apartment, I’ll probably be back online seek to replace all the elements, it made me give up! No, it must start with me. I must make my wardrobe to me. I need for my room. Myself. I looked in the mirror today. Apparently, a week not to work on myself crazy scraping and made me a little weight I had lost over the past year. It is not surprising. The loss is hard. Winning is simple: (I mean that I will make a new resolution for 2009. But I know better. It will not stick. But it means that I can only try to improve myself. To keep the Improving I find things about myself that needs to be improved.

the lights went out and we got online. in a concentric circle, nothing less. the river of life flowed into the night, as a babbling brook, a dream final declaration of his life. but instead of shouting out loud, he chose to whisper softly. volume is, after all, but a measure of decibels.
arriving late, he stood there, waiting. enter the circle late, he contented himself with the rogues, with and around the periphery. the world has felt finish tonight – the glasses are well rounded, for coasters and the full moon – but it is not quite fully. as hundreds of thousands, if estimates are correct, met with water in celebration of the gods who give life, and commoners, opponents and even became bathed in glory, he soaked his feet in the water and the acute alarm aroused, withdrew instantly.
he attended his last possessions – the old jacket of his dead mother and brought to the rear, an unfinished cigarette, some seeds of daffodils and wet and almost destroyed the card – and set out to find the place where he knew that he had to do.
but when the sun was slinking down the horizon, it opens up to him was right where it began.

It is 12:05 and nothing can drown the noise of New Year celebration on this side of the world. Although people are now almost burning their money with firecrackers and fireworks, they bought, scraping yet another hole in the ozone layer (Correct me if I’m wrong, Al Gore), I try to pass that mutation of the year, with best wishes for 2008. This year, I wish for more (in no particular order):
* Kinds of chocolates to try for the first time
* Frequent bursts of inspiration to fix my room, and less distraction, it
* New (or less rusty) bus to run on my way to work
* The time with friends, old times and new facts
* The potential benefit of my family live here and abroad
* To acquire the skills or not related to my work
* Courage to take risks and greater confidence in God
* Books that challenge my mind, go in my heart, make me act
* The income that will excite my taste
* To watch movies that make me think about life and a world not my own
* The wisdom of doing what is right and avoid what is wrong
* Some travel from near and far from the places that make me sigh and appreciate God’s creation
* Determination to go for regular exercise machine
* Walks and discussions are in no hurry
* Appetite to eat vegetables ( "Beng, it is good for you!")
* Liaison moments with my students in Sunday school College
* The love in my heart for people
* Spontaneity to try new things!
* Thai food places to discover
* Songs to sing and listen
* The challenges that make me realize how much I can not survive the life of my own
* Intimate relationship with God
I could continue, but for now, this list will be sufficient. So what’s on your wish list for?
Happy New Year to all! May your heart be filled with hope that in and by the abundance of God’s grace.

i hate shopping. have always done. however, i love my friends. I’m cursed crabby that when faced with descion. on bail, or go to hell .. er .. i mean, the mall. yes, I’m gone. Yesterday, I desperately need to get out of the house. if I stayed there that day, I probably explode. Yes, as you can see in my last post, I went out with jen and Meghan. (fun side note: about 10 to 30 last night, I received a call from "witheld" which means I can not see the number. Me: Hello? witheld: OME! WHAT THE HALE? * i it practical knowledge is a joke to hear, because the goal, my status was "ome! that pulls!" * me: … who is it? witheld: who do you, bitch? me quite annoyed * at this point. I try to write and they are simply losing 100 minutes * i get well, whatever, call me just yet, okay? "* * hangs so .. i was a little angry that all Snappy, funny, witty stuff came after the call. Bummer. oh, well, they may ask again) Today, however, I received a call from katy to 11-ish this morning, and she wanted me to go shopping with her. "Just Marshall and The Apple Store," she promised. … not so much. Marshall try, the Apple Store , Aeropostale, Abercrombie, borders (my idea), bath and body, the icing (a fake, more costly, clear, I think. same basic amount of tacky crap), Sephora, a makeup boutique lotion – whose name I can not remember, and a few others, I think. I am convinced that I have seen a May ligitiment pedaphile there. Of course, this description is drawn from steriotypes, but this guy has a black felt, a trench-coat black, black trousers, he just looked like zoro or something, and holding a small child labor around the mall. Now I know I’m not the only one who thinks that. So I Tell my mother to tell her, for God knows what reason. and she told me to stay away from him, of course, and security center to appeal, it is close to me. Typical response of the mother. yes, I have been primarily through the practice of torture around a shopping mall, and after myself two slices of pizza and a bottle of iced tea, all eleven dollars left. I I discovered that ate pizza terrible katie do not really consider me his friend, but more than katy. so it was kind of a let down to me. camp should be quite uncomfortable with this information in mind . but it is nice to see Katy, whereas it was almost five months. peace.