Never in my life have I been so pissed by a taxi driver, except for today. Before I tell you what happened, allow me a few sentences to curse and swear that taxi driver. He is just a son of the gun jack ass bastard with no balls. Not only that I think he is just psychotic with a few screws missing in his brain. Probably he was retrenched and due to his fuck up attitude and fucker face that no employer wants him, thus resulting him to sink into depression and that’s why he became a pathetic and lonely taxi driver. If he has a family, I really pity them because I think they will find it hard to get along with. Well, a psychotic person is mad.


Now into what happened. Hanged out late, so everyone decided to take a cab home. Due to the horrendously long queue, the pampered me decided that I should call for a cab. After like 2394721598minutes of waiting, the operator managed to get me two cabs, one for Pris and I, while the other for Jo and Puiser. I was so happy that the cab arrived and finally we can head back home. First, before even I board the cab, the stupid door can’t be opened. When Pris and I get in, I told the jack ass bastard that we will be heading for two places. He showed me his fuck up attitude and said that I can only choose between either Upper Thomson or Toa Payoh as bastard is feeling lazy and don’t feel like going to two places. I was so pissed off and I threatened to lodge a complain against bastard but bastard argued with me. Finally Pris and I can’t stand it anymore and request bastard to stop and let us alight. Best still, bastard got to cheek to ask me for payment so I paid. After Pris got out, I got out too and ensure that she wasn’t near the door of the cab. I slammed bastard’s cab door so hard that he was shocked and stop there for a moment.


Oh did I tell you, bastard is really mad to say thank you to me after I quarreled with him. I think now his door is so spoilt that it can’t be opened to pick up any other passengers. He will have to spend 32342423times more money to repair his door for getting what he don’t deserved. And most probably, bastard might even return to woodbridge hospital after being shocked by the loud slam of the door.


Alright, this entry is crude and vulgar. However, I really need an outlet so pardoned me. Haha!! I am still the righteousness of God in Christ. Anyway, I realize that every Sunday something ‘interesting’ will happen. Last Sunday was the man, now the taxi driver. Well, grace grace and nights people!! Whoo!!

ranted@1:00 AM

Friday, February 10, 2006

Just a few nights ago, I was so drained and tired. Right now, I am feeling so recharged because I am now resting, watching how my God will turn every evil day and situation into a day of victory for me. Haha!! Everything has worked out fine after talking to God about it. And thanks Elson and Pris for their sharing which is so timely.


I find this particular song so amazing!! It points me back to the cross and makes me think about the cross and what it meant!


At the foot of the cross (Ashes to Beauty)


At the foot of the cross where grace and suffering meet
You have shown me Your love through the judgment You received
And You’ve won my heart
Yes, You’ve won my heart, now I can


Trade these ashes in for beauty and wear forgiveness like a crown
Coming to kiss the feet of mercy, I lay every burden down
At the foot of the Cross


At the foot of the cross where I am made complete
You have give me life through the death You bore for me
And You’ve won my heart
Yes, You’ve won my heart, now I can


Trade these ashes in for the beauty and wear forgiveness like a crown
Coming to kiss the feet of mercy, I lay every burden down
At the foot of the Cross
I trade these ashes in for the beauty and wear forgiveness like a crown
Coming to kiss the feet of mercy, I lay every burden down
I lay every burden down, I lay every burden down
At the foot of the cross

ranted@7:54 PM

Thursday, February 09, 2006

I think this song speaks to me the most for now!!

Still


Hide me now
Under Your wings
Cover me
Within Your mighty hands


When the oceans rise
And thunder roars
I will soar with You above the storm
Father You are King of the flood
I will BE STILL
Know You are God


Find rest my soul
In Christ alone
Know His power
In quietness and trust


When the oceans rise
And thunder roars
I will soar with You above the storm
Father You are King over the flood
I will BE STILL
Know You are God

ranted@12:41 AM

Grr!! I am terribly bored and depressed!! I hate school!! I hate school!! And I simply hate school now alright!! I really need God to give me the revelation to enjoy school.


I feel so drained and tired. The truckloads of school work are suffocating me. The worst thing is that I know that I am depending on my self-effort to get through this. My mind is about to explode merely thinking of ways to clear the load. I know I shouldn’t be looking at self but it’s uncontrollable. Hate myself for that. It’s easy for me to tell others to focus on Jesus but when faced with problems but when I am in it myself I failed to do that.


Seriously speaking, I have no idea now why am I studying for a piece of paper to prove my worth to my future boss. I hate the world’s system of doing things. It sucks!!


Father, give me a fresh anointing and help me get through this idiotic situation. Let me just focus on You and nothing else. In Jesus’ name I ask, Amen!!

ranted@12:33 AM

Sunday, February 05, 2006

I was quite traumatized on my way home today. Not that anyone stalked me, but someone collapsed in front of Pris and me. Goodness!! I was rooted on the ground for like seconds before deciding that we should get help from the control station. Oh!! Though I was traumatized, I realized that Pris can really run. I got to catch up with her. Can you believe it? Haha!!


Anyway, I am quite disappointed with the customer service officers at the control station. When we rushed to inform them about the incident, they still can ask us how the condition of the person is. I mean how would we know right? Haha!! Come on!! We are not doctors. And the best part is they actually take their own time to walk and take the escalator down. That really helps!! On top of that, when we got down back to the platform, someone actually made the collapsed man sit up. I think that the man shouldn’t be touched at all. What if by that action, the man’s condition is aggravated.


I discovered another thing today. People think that we Christian pray only for the dead people. Goodness!! When Pris offered to pray for the man, one of the man replied ‘He is not dead yet. Please don’t pray for him’. I really don’t know whether I should cry or laugh. Then again, I was too traumatized and just continue to pray for the man. And I was thinking, isn’t it kind of late to pray for a person when he is dead? Why not pray that the person will recover. Nevertheless, I know that the person will recover because two of Jesus King Priest prayed for him. I believed that God placed us there for a reason.


Oh yah!! I just recalled something. I have a want to not spend money on branded stuffs. I just felt it on Friday while sitting down outside Takashimaya with Chris and Jo. It’s quite true that life isn’t just about branded and expensive stuffs. Simple stuffs can be good too. Perhaps it’s the mindset that I have. Well, let’s see how long I won’t spend on branded goods. I repeat, it’s a want and I am not giving a law to myself. Hee!!

ranted@11:34 PM