Tinki Talks

And the FlowerOfTheDay is, once again,
the Lisianthus (Eustoma): “Flower of the Future”!

Tada!

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*claps*

That was what the flowers looked like on the 25th of November – just three days ago. Heck, I bought me one of nature’s miracles! This bunch had three different colour flowers blooming from just one stalk! Cool, huh? Everybody say, “Waaa.”

Well, I took another set of pics a day after cos they were just oh-so-pwetty. I totally went crazy with the digicam. CRAZY! All hail digital cameras and film-less technology. Snap here, snap there. From every which angle possible. Haha. Thank goodness I don’t have a roommate. She’d think I were freakishly-insanely-obsessed with the flowers. Sigh.

*blinks*

Come, come! Let me show you the wonder of the Eustoma.

Firstly, there’s PURPLE from the bigger,
already-opened-before-being-imported blooms.
The sweet, wintery pastel kind. So nice!

Next, there’s the classic WHITE from the smaller,
we-were-blooming-midway-when-those-stupid-humans
-cut-us-from-mama-tree blooms. Hmmm. As you can see,
they aren’t exactly pure white. They have a very, very, very
pale shade of green. Just that slight tinge that gave off an effect I liked. =)

And finally, there was the very funky LIME GREEN from the
teeny-tiny-killed-before-birth-and-never-gonna-see-the-sun buds.
So refreshing! The perfect topping for the perfect flower.

All in all, I got me TWO fully bloomed purple buds, TWO recently-bloomed white ones, FOUR half-white-half-green-on-the-way-there buds, and SIX tiny lime green fresh-looking-but-going-nowhere buds. That’s a grand total of FOURTEEN buds! A pretty good buy, no? And all this for just RM3. Hah! Whoever said imported flowers were expensive just didn’t know where to shop.

They still look pretty hot now, actually (much to my surprise). In fact, I think they look better now than they did when I took the pictures. The purple flowers still look okay, all the half-bloomed buds are close to being in full bloom while the really small buds are now… well, still buds. Haha. Apparently they don’t bloom anymore since they’re imported. Only the half-bloomed ones continue blooming till they reach maturity though they don’t change colour anymore. Hmmm.

Well, one last look, guys!
All three colours up-close.

*sighs*

So nice.

*blinks and shakes head*

Anyways…

*raises glass*

…TO THE FUTURE!

May it bring me and you plenty of good times to be cherished,
good friends along our way and a host of unforgettable experiences!

As I was reminded on the 19th of November 2006: -

For the future to become the present, something in life must die.
It’s time to move on for as we hold on to what’s past,
greater things lie dormant, patiently awaiting our embrace.

*clink*

p/s: If you guys were blur about the title and the last part,
the flowers are also known as the “Flower of the Future”.

*blinks*

Sheesh. I don’t believe I just explained my post.

I shall not post tonight.
I shall not post tonight.
I shall not post tonight.
I shall not post tonight.
I shall not post tonight.

I. Shall. Not. Post. Tonight.

*frowns*

Dang. I think I just did.

No other love on Earth compares to the self-sacrificing love of a parent.

So tell me, if an earthly father can give of himself so fully in order to give his son the experience of living a life like everybody else, what more is our Father in heaven willing to give up for us? Not just an experience at living a normal life. No. A whole lot more – the eternal experience of life everlasting. How awesome is that?

And guys, there’s another one here that I found. It goes with the song from my earlier post. I think I liked and understood this version better after I saw the documentary. Both are beautiful in their own way. Both touch and pull at the heartstrings just as greatly. But then again, the best love stories need not the help of words, right?

Enjoy.

This post is dedicated to Dick and Rick Hoyt
– the father-and-son team from Massachusetts.

Artist: MercyMe
Song Title: I Can Only Imagine

I can only imagine what it will be like
When I walk by Your side
I can only imagine what my eyes will see
When Your face is before me
I can only imagine (Yeah)

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus,
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence,
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine when that day comes
And I find myself standing in the sun
I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship You
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory,
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus,
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence,
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine

Surrounded by your glory,
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you Jesus,
Or in awe of you be still?
Will I stand in your presence,
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine
I can only imagine (Yeah)
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship you
I can only imagine

What is it that we do when time stands still and we find ourselves face to face with God? What do we do then? What are we expected to do? This song got me thinking about what I’d do. Hmmm. Honestly, I don’t know. Perhaps I’d just gape in awe and wonder at the sight of Him. Or perhaps I’d run right up to Him, hug Him tight, shower Him with kisses upon kisses and drown Him in the sea of ‘thank-yous’ I have stored up for Him thus far. Hmmm. I don’t know.

Or do we actually get down to doing what we do best? Like say, sing, dance or act? Will we all be doing solos or do we do all fall in line and do the same thing in unison? Are we even able to do anything at all? Or do we just stand, captured by the beauty of the God we serve? Are we even allowed to stand up there? Or do we kneel? Hmmm. Alternatively, I’d prefer to fly. But can I? I don’t know. Will I be allowed to if I could? I also don’t know. Hmmm.

You know what? Reading back on what I wrote in the paragraph before this one, if we all got to do what we do best on earth, hmmm. It’d be quite interesting to see an A-Class preacher preaching The Word of God to God, Himself. Hmmm. So maybe that’s out. Arrgh, I don’t know. If I’m this messed down here on Earth, I sure hope that things’ll clear up once I get up there. Haha.

“Surrounded by Your glory,
What will my heart feel?”

I wonder what my heart would feel.
I wonder how I’d feel.
To finally be standing before the King of Kings, Himself.

Wow.

I can only imagine.

———————-

All I will do is forever worship You.

Tinki got roses today. Last night. Hmmm. Today. Arrgh. Same diff.

See! So nice! This particular one was her favourite bloom of the lot. Tinki got eight altogether. EIGHT! Yay! One for every other day of the week, and two for last night. Uh, today. Whatever. You get what Tinki means.

*sigh*

Brad wed woses sho nishe!
(No, I didn’t forget. I’m still baby-crazy.)

*sigh*

Tinki’s happy.

Sorry. Correction.

Tinki’s very happy.

*smile*

Artist: Keith Urban
Song Title: Everybody

So here you are now, nowhere to turn
It’s just the same old yesterday
And you made a promise to yourself
That you were never gonna be this way
And the only thing that you’ve ever known is to run
So you keep on driving faster into the sun

But everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes

Don’t have to find your own way out
You gotta voice, let it be heard
Just when it feels you’re on a dead-end road
There’s always somewhere left to turn

So don’t give up now
You’re so close to a brand new day
Yes, you are
And if you just can’t bear to be alone, I’ll stay

Cause everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes

Well, maybe I been too caught up
To see what you’ve been going through
And all that I can say is, I’m here now

And everybody needs somebody sometimes (you know you do)
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Just a little left to save me
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Gotta have someone beside you
Gotta have someone beside you
Yes, ya do, yes, ya do
Everybody
Everybody needs somebody sometimes

I run.

I mean, seriously. I run.
Not literally.
But nevertheless, I run anyways.

“So here you are now, nowhere to turn
It’s just the same old yesterday
And you made a promise to yourself
That you were never gonna be this way
And the only thing that you’ve ever known is to run
So you keep on driving faster into the sun”

Okay, fine. I don’t run. What I do is I stop running and just turn towards another path and walk down it instead. Yeah, THAT’s what I do. I turn… and then I start running. Haha. When bad times come along, I tend to push whatever I feel aside. Bury it under my sweet-Softlan-smelling laundry. Sweep it under my cuddly-queen-sized bed. Keep in under lock and key… then proceed to throw away the key or at least forget where I place it. I’ll deal with it later… or never at all. Haha. It depends on whether I’ll eventually have to. If I do, it’ll come to me in due time, won’t it? If I don’t, all the better. Escapism – the sweetest escape of them all.

“Don’t have to find your own way out
You gotta voice, let it be heard
Just when it feels you’re on a dead-end road
There’s always somewhere left to turn”

I don’t willingly share much – not with family, not with friends, not with the closest of friends. Spilling my heart out leaves me vulnerable. It makes me feel weaker than I want to be. I feel weaker than I want you to think I am. I don’t like feeling that way. But then again, it’s nice to have somebody sometimes. So… I’m learning. I’m learning to share. I’m learning to allow those around me to care. It’s scary, but thrilling to open myself up to others. Now I know that someone other than myself has my best interest at heart. Yeah, it’s nice to have somebody sometimes.

See, over the past year or two, I discovered what it’s like to have friends who are there through thick and thin, through the best of times and the worst. They help me love life better, live life better, appreciate what life has to offer me better. Such friends don’t come by too often, do they? I’m glad I found my share of them. I can only try to be their share as well.

—————–
Note to Self
—————–

You don’t always have to be that tough.
Everybody needs somebody sometimes.

*smiles*

Okay.

*rubs right eye*

I.
Am.
So.
Tired.

*rubs left eye*

Need.
Sleep.
Now.

Zzz.

*snore*

Artist: Cassie
Song Title: Me & U

[INTRO]
Baby, tell me if you like it
It’s Me & U now, I’ve been waitin
Think I’m gonna make that move now
Baby, tell me how you like it

[VERSE 1]
You’ve been waiting so long, I’m here to answer your call
I know that I shouldn’t have had you waiting at all
I’ve been so busy, but I’ve been thinking ’bout: what I wanna do with you
I know them other guys, they’ve been talking ’bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good, they wanna see if it’s true
They know you’re the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
Now it’s Me & U

[HOOK]
It’s Me & U now (uh) I’ve been waiting (waitin’)
Think I’m gonna make that move now
Baby, tell me if you like it (tell me if you like it)
It’s Me & U now, I’ve been waitin
Think I’m gonna make that move now
Baby, tell me how you like it

[VERSE 2]
I was waitin for you to tell me you were ready
I know what to do if only you would let me
As long as your cool with it I’ll treat ya right
Here is where you wanna be
I know them other guys, they’ve been talkin ’bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good they wanna see if it’s true
They know you’re the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me, too
And now it’s Me & U

[CHORUS]
It’s Me & U now, uh (Baby, it’s)
I’ve been waitin (Me & U)
Think I’m gonna make that move now (I’m thinkin ’bout making that move)
Baby, tell me if you like it (Tell me if you like it, uh huh, hey!)
Think I’m gonna make that move now (gonna make a move)
Baby, tell me how you like it (yeah)

[BRIDGE]
Baby I’ll love you all the way down (uh)
Get you right where you like it
I promise you’ll like it (I swear)
Just relax and let me make that move (It’s our secret, babe)
We’ll keep it between Me & U

[CHORUS]
It’s Me & U now (oh yeah, yeah)
I’ve been waitin;
Think I’m gonna make that move now (move now)
Baby, tell me if you like it (tell me if you like it)
It’s Me & U now (yeah yeah, uh)
I’ve been waitin’
Think I’m gonna make that move now (gonna make a move now)
Baby, tell me how you like it (uh huh)

It’s Me & U now (Me & U)
I’ve been waitin (its just Me & U)
Think I’m gonna make that move now (its just us two)
Baby, tell me if you like it (its just me and you now)
It’s Me & U now (oh, waiting)
I’ve been waitin (real long, I’ve been waitin’)
Think I’m gonna make that move now (gonna make a move now)
Baby tell me if you like it

This is one very, very sexy song.

Mmm hmmm.
Uh huh.
Hot hot hot!
Sizzle sizzle scorch!

*blink blink*

Okay, okay. Sorry. I’ll stop.

She dances. Hmmm. But I don’t really like her dancing style. Hmmm. But she’s quite good with the moves. Fine. Way to go, Cassie. One point for you. Thing is, it wasn’t the dancing that first got me hooked on the song. The song itself is to-die-for! I really like it. No, wait. I really, really, really like it. It even SOUNDS steamy! So cool, right? Haha. Me likes! Not many songs give off this vibe. Another one that managed it really well was Insatiable by Darren Hayes, but that was way back in 2002. It’s been too long a while. So now, it’s Cassie in da house! Yum!

Ooo ooo! Deviating for a minute here, I checked out Darren Hayes’ biography and look this was the final Q&A from the session: -

“What is one thing you don’t have that you want?: Babies.”

YOU ROCK, DARREN! Me also same same!

*blink*

Anyways, back to Cassie. I’m not sure if her other singles are doing well or even if she has other singles. But as for this one, I think it’s mighty fine. Honestly, I really wouldn’t mind more of such work. They don’t come up with enough of such tunes actually. You know? The kind that gives off subtly sexual euphemisms that hint at the nature of the song and the message sent, but at the same time remains tasteful and classy, not skanky. Nice. I like it.

The sun already came up and went down on the 21st of November but I’m still smiling as I type on my laptop, thinking about the day that just went by and all the events that came along with it.

From lollipops and speeches on chairs to a movie,
good food, a “branded” tee, messages and a kick-ass,
tear-jerking website.

…

From recycled boxes to be feared to wads of balled up cash.

…

From car accidents to being pleasantly surprised with
a birthday song and a cake from the-people-behind-the-lorry.

…

From being sabo-ed to sweet sweet payback on
the-girl-in-the-room-next-door.

…

From wake-up calls to a pretty dozen rose bouquet.

…

From the Tandoori Chicken hunt to dinner at TSB.

I loved it all!

Thanks, guys.
Thanks for making my day
a day as great as it was.

Lots of love and hugs,
enough to go around.

So, what more could a girl want on her birthday?

Nothing.

That’s what.

*smiles*

*sniffle*

You know how sometimes, somethings happen that confuse you a the point where you don’t know whether to laugh or to cry? Well, I was given the chance at that experience today. Zippedy-doo-dah for me.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

Okay, so here’s how the story goes. I fell victim to a car accident fraud. Sigh. Scary things happen in the Klang Valley, my friends. It’s not safe here. Not even in supposedly safe housing estates or neighbourhoods. Not even in our own homes, I tell ya. Always watch your back and keep your eyes and ears open. You never know who’s out there roaming the streets and hiding behind lorries just waiting to attack you. Yeah, you got that right. I got attacked, too. Sigh. I should have seen it coming. I should have seen THEM coming.

Check out the Sabo Team ‘06 and their poor victim – lil’ OLD me.

*blinks*

Uh, no pun intended.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

And will you look at that. Just look at that! The bugger furthest to the right who was crouching behind the sofa had ketchup in his left hand! Oh, puh-leeze. Just cos it’s balled into a fist don’t think that I don’t know, okay. I may need glasses but I’m not blind, okay. I smell out rats like you from miles away, okay. Don’t mess with Tinki in her house, okay. Sure to kena ketchup back, okay.

*huffs*

Plus, now, it’s all in the pictures. All the proof I’d ever need. You’re dead meat. Same goes to those who sabo-ed me whilst we were taking our first group pic. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Ketchup was my enemy; it is now my friend. Getting even is going to be a heap load of fun. Heh heh.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

Well, my most trusted friend of the night?

Introducing ‘Mr Ambi Pur: After Tobacco’, high quality real perfume
that doesn’t cause messy staining with instant and longer lasting freshness
that’s consistent in fragrance from the first to the last spray.

*clap clap*

Mr Pur, I feel so much safer when you’re around. I know I can always count on you to protect me from savage wild beasts who roam the living room with soiled hands as well as from wannabe negotiators. You’re a good friend. That, you are. You don’t smell half bad either. Good on ya.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

Aih, stress betul!

It was Mafia in REAL LIFE, I tell ya.
TRUST NO ONE!
NO ONE AT ALL!
No. One.

…or you risk getting a cheek full of ketchup and a chin full of cream.

Haha. Sniff. Haha.

But really…
Thanks guys. I had a blast.

*smile*

And don’t worry.

*mischievous glint in eye*

The story doesn’t end here.
Wait till it’s YOUR day.
That’s when the fun really begins.

*evil grin*

Just you wait.

*snicker*