LOL, memories
what can i say? i had a really hard day. tiring not only physically, but emotionally. my day started when my supervisor called..i was asleep then he emailed me saying he has called my mum instead. well done! now everyone thinks im a liar, i dont care, blahblahblah!
whats the point of asking me to explain myself, when all the time people think its just rubbish and they cant be bothered. "If you dont open up, how do we expect to know what you are going through?" then.."NO i dont want to hear your excuses.." this is rubbish. make up your mind can? NEVER JOIN ARMY AH???? (The Decisive Force) okay, if u didnt get e joke, too bad. O_O
for people like that, i feel like asking the stupidest question:
I am You. You are Me. Who am I?
they will either think alot..then give wrong answer..OR..they will just give up/cant be bothered ^.O.
Answer: ''YOU'' lor!
'I am You' wad. ive already made it so clear..think so much for what?? O_O some people are just like that. say one thing then mean another..or they say one thing and then go against their own words. hypocrites!
im taking really long to type this post. cus my lappy is lagging from the virus scans, adware scan, spyware scans. yes..my FAITHUL laptop has 1 trojan and 2 viruses. O_O
back to LOL...
reached YMCA around 6 plus. setup was rush. keyboard came in late. sound check was rush. didnt wire bass properly..wireless went kaput..PASTOR's wireless mic was off..didnt power lock her mic, fixed later..feedback..feedback..everywhere. sound louder on left. sound louder on right. too soft. too loud. lead singer mic cable stuck..electric guit mic moved away from e center of e amp. too sharp..too bassy. cant hear. where's my sound? where's my music? i cant hear myself..and many many more. LOL.
everyone can be good preachers man. haa. my bro was doing mics..i was doing instruments..joshua was more or less doing everything la..i have never EQed instruments before, let alone touch a board bigger than those puny ones you see in BS classes. :O oh ya..i was doing music also. for the dance...and miscellaneous.
so i was multitasking..but Joshua helped a lot. he was considered the only 'elite'. and there were only 3 of us. so scary. all the leaders swarmed towards us. but what to do..all we had were our 5 loaves and 2 fish. we didnt have a headset to actually listen individually to all the mics and inputs..
furthermore..we only had to hear from the back..and from wherever we were. and the speakers were facing the congregation, away from us. all in all it was a good experience. and people were saved. guess ill have to stick to my word and marry the first girl who talks to me..haha..jkjk..lol!
i got to talk with a few singers, musicians..cgls and ps audrey, who sat beside me, bro alvin on e other side. im surrounded by anointed man and women of God. and i felt really small. and ps audrey preached a really good message. then i thought to myself...how on fire i was back in jurong west days. and like ps said, ive grown tired. =/
yet we are all ordinary people..committed to an extraordinary dream. how big is your dream?
after L-O-L. went to pack up the entire hall. while people whom i didnt manage to talk to..were having fun laughing..some taking photos..etc. and so..u know how it feels like.
not bad joshua..he had a secret technique of stuffing all the equipment into one cab haha. went back to jurong west church with my bro..to return the equipments. it was midnight. and we went down the pastors' life at JW church, behind Riveria. man..that place just brings back so many memories..
went down to the main hall in B4. it was dark..with only the light from the lift lobby and the storeroom behind the wall. there was also the red light at e back of the hall, which was the clock. felt a bit eerie haha..so quiet..and the huge, pillar-free underground sanctuary. it was so silent u could hardly hear a thing.
man..how i miss this place. i remember all the sunday services we had..the chillouts at lvl4 cafe, the fellowship at town and JP, the hillsongs..the planetshakers..the 6 services..the emerge conference..etc. it was awesome.
its also that place where we recorded our cross album. the queueing, the beautiful toilets..the lobby..lifts..and the smell haha. i miss every single ounce of it =)) i still remember how i would take shuttle bus with pow and rach for service the first time i came.
the missions fund...crossover project when Sun first stepped into the pop world and won 130,000 souls for christ the first time round, all the critics..haha..i miss em too. and i certainly miss those friends who have come and gone...=/
as i sat on the tables near the Riveria with my apple soda..the scenery was breathtaking. to think something like this were possible in the heart of jurong west..in the midst of a residential district. God is just so wonderful. :D I MISS OVERNIGHT PRAYER MEETINGS!! =)) haha.
sometimes i just feel we shouldnt be too busy to forget the basics. our first calling is not to ministry, our first calling is to Himself XD. after that we went to Zone Supervisor, Eric's place to return him his bass amp. man..me and my bro were lost for 30minutes..haha..carrying that 100-pound AMP! lol..
and when we finally found his block..took e lift up..bro Eric came up in the lift after us. so ciao? nah..nothing is coincidental. haha. somemore we were downright unglam, u know..carry stuff the whole night..? and all the walking..and taking turns to carry e amp..etc. can imagine e state we were in haha..
this is e first time at a zone supervisor's house and when i saw his living room..man it looked magnificent! :O i was so inspired haha. after that went to grab some paos from the 24hr kopitiam and another can of drink..this time..china apple..haha..
ate, drank..chatted..while walking home. i was famished and my feet was aching.
i have cravings for apple soda drinks lately..haha. and after dinner i eat apples..sometimes bananas. haaa.
oh wells..im drained..but happy. thanks sis Charlotte for giving us an opportunity like this and making sure we return e amps and get home safely..haha =) thank God for friendly drivers on my journey back to JW..haha..he was nice to talk to..=) i dont see how people can complain abt taxis..almost every other day...
if u carry e presence of God..its good enough ;) Thank God..for e presence of God. ^^ even enemies can become friends. and i never take e presence of God for granted =)
whats the point of asking me to explain myself, when all the time people think its just rubbish and they cant be bothered. "If you dont open up, how do we expect to know what you are going through?" then.."NO i dont want to hear your excuses.." this is rubbish. make up your mind can? NEVER JOIN ARMY AH???? (The Decisive Force) okay, if u didnt get e joke, too bad. O_O
for people like that, i feel like asking the stupidest question:
I am You. You are Me. Who am I?
they will either think alot..then give wrong answer..OR..they will just give up/cant be bothered ^.O.
Answer: ''YOU'' lor!
'I am You' wad. ive already made it so clear..think so much for what?? O_O some people are just like that. say one thing then mean another..or they say one thing and then go against their own words. hypocrites!
im taking really long to type this post. cus my lappy is lagging from the virus scans, adware scan, spyware scans. yes..my FAITHUL laptop has 1 trojan and 2 viruses. O_O
back to LOL...
reached YMCA around 6 plus. setup was rush. keyboard came in late. sound check was rush. didnt wire bass properly..wireless went kaput..PASTOR's wireless mic was off..didnt power lock her mic, fixed later..feedback..feedback..everywhere. sound louder on left. sound louder on right. too soft. too loud. lead singer mic cable stuck..electric guit mic moved away from e center of e amp. too sharp..too bassy. cant hear. where's my sound? where's my music? i cant hear myself..and many many more. LOL.
everyone can be good preachers man. haa. my bro was doing mics..i was doing instruments..joshua was more or less doing everything la..i have never EQed instruments before, let alone touch a board bigger than those puny ones you see in BS classes. :O oh ya..i was doing music also. for the dance...and miscellaneous.
so i was multitasking..but Joshua helped a lot. he was considered the only 'elite'. and there were only 3 of us. so scary. all the leaders swarmed towards us. but what to do..all we had were our 5 loaves and 2 fish. we didnt have a headset to actually listen individually to all the mics and inputs..
furthermore..we only had to hear from the back..and from wherever we were. and the speakers were facing the congregation, away from us. all in all it was a good experience. and people were saved. guess ill have to stick to my word and marry the first girl who talks to me..haha..jkjk..lol!
i got to talk with a few singers, musicians..cgls and ps audrey, who sat beside me, bro alvin on e other side. im surrounded by anointed man and women of God. and i felt really small. and ps audrey preached a really good message. then i thought to myself...how on fire i was back in jurong west days. and like ps said, ive grown tired. =/
yet we are all ordinary people..committed to an extraordinary dream. how big is your dream?
after L-O-L. went to pack up the entire hall. while people whom i didnt manage to talk to..were having fun laughing..some taking photos..etc. and so..u know how it feels like.
not bad joshua..he had a secret technique of stuffing all the equipment into one cab haha. went back to jurong west church with my bro..to return the equipments. it was midnight. and we went down the pastors' life at JW church, behind Riveria. man..that place just brings back so many memories..
went down to the main hall in B4. it was dark..with only the light from the lift lobby and the storeroom behind the wall. there was also the red light at e back of the hall, which was the clock. felt a bit eerie haha..so quiet..and the huge, pillar-free underground sanctuary. it was so silent u could hardly hear a thing.
man..how i miss this place. i remember all the sunday services we had..the chillouts at lvl4 cafe, the fellowship at town and JP, the hillsongs..the planetshakers..the 6 services..the emerge conference..etc. it was awesome.
its also that place where we recorded our cross album. the queueing, the beautiful toilets..the lobby..lifts..and the smell haha. i miss every single ounce of it =)) i still remember how i would take shuttle bus with pow and rach for service the first time i came.
the missions fund...crossover project when Sun first stepped into the pop world and won 130,000 souls for christ the first time round, all the critics..haha..i miss em too. and i certainly miss those friends who have come and gone...=/
as i sat on the tables near the Riveria with my apple soda..the scenery was breathtaking. to think something like this were possible in the heart of jurong west..in the midst of a residential district. God is just so wonderful. :D I MISS OVERNIGHT PRAYER MEETINGS!! =)) haha.
sometimes i just feel we shouldnt be too busy to forget the basics. our first calling is not to ministry, our first calling is to Himself XD. after that we went to Zone Supervisor, Eric's place to return him his bass amp. man..me and my bro were lost for 30minutes..haha..carrying that 100-pound AMP! lol..
and when we finally found his block..took e lift up..bro Eric came up in the lift after us. so ciao? nah..nothing is coincidental. haha. somemore we were downright unglam, u know..carry stuff the whole night..? and all the walking..and taking turns to carry e amp..etc. can imagine e state we were in haha..
this is e first time at a zone supervisor's house and when i saw his living room..man it looked magnificent! :O i was so inspired haha. after that went to grab some paos from the 24hr kopitiam and another can of drink..this time..china apple..haha..
ate, drank..chatted..while walking home. i was famished and my feet was aching.
i have cravings for apple soda drinks lately..haha. and after dinner i eat apples..sometimes bananas. haaa.
oh wells..im drained..but happy. thanks sis Charlotte for giving us an opportunity like this and making sure we return e amps and get home safely..haha =) thank God for friendly drivers on my journey back to JW..haha..he was nice to talk to..=) i dont see how people can complain abt taxis..almost every other day...
if u carry e presence of God..its good enough ;) Thank God..for e presence of God. ^^ even enemies can become friends. and i never take e presence of God for granted =)
posted by Androne at
1:14 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home