I usually get a minor seizure or two every other day or so. But guess what! I only had a minor seizure yst and today! How awesome is that!
And I was actually not certain I could hit my lead generation target this month, being away from work for days... but God is so awesome, he not only let me hit my target, he gave me 3 sales conversions as well! Even though they aren't big amounts, I am genuinely happy. I hope Sept will be a great month as well!
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Friday, August 30, 2013
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Blessed Sunday!
Today we had a special speaker from Australia. And when I was helping to project the powerpoint slides, I just felt that the sermon was for me. The title of the sermon was "Are You Waiting For A Miracle?"
Yes I am. I've always been praying and hoping for a miracle. That I won't have seizures anymore, that I'll be cured from epilepsy. Every doctor says there is no cure. Even surgery won't cure it, just greatly reduce it. But the God I've learnt about and read about, has even raised people from the dead, so I'm pretty sure he can easily kick epilepsy out of my life if he wanted to.
The preacher wanted to give an altar call to heal those needing healing and those who were waiting for a miracle. I was on duty as back up vocalist so I went onstage instead, and watched while most of the congregation stepped forward.
Then something amazing happened. She took the mic and said she sensed there was a female who wasn't out in front yet, and that person had been hoping for a cure to something everyone said impossible. (Or something like that). I suddenly just started crying on stage and knew I had to get off stage and go to the front.
She asked if I had been baptized in tongues yet. I shyly shook my head. (More like embarrassed, lol! Been a christian for so long and can't speak in tongues, tsk tsk). Then she just asked me to relax and pray with her, and I suddenly could speak in tongues while following after her. Not mimicking her ok? I also don't know how to describe it, but I just knew God had blessed me. Then she asked me to repeat after her in prayer for healing. The whole experience was so awesome.
I still have my EEG results on 9th Sept. I'm confident that the results will be a miracle. :)
Yes I am. I've always been praying and hoping for a miracle. That I won't have seizures anymore, that I'll be cured from epilepsy. Every doctor says there is no cure. Even surgery won't cure it, just greatly reduce it. But the God I've learnt about and read about, has even raised people from the dead, so I'm pretty sure he can easily kick epilepsy out of my life if he wanted to.
The preacher wanted to give an altar call to heal those needing healing and those who were waiting for a miracle. I was on duty as back up vocalist so I went onstage instead, and watched while most of the congregation stepped forward.
Then something amazing happened. She took the mic and said she sensed there was a female who wasn't out in front yet, and that person had been hoping for a cure to something everyone said impossible. (Or something like that). I suddenly just started crying on stage and knew I had to get off stage and go to the front.
She asked if I had been baptized in tongues yet. I shyly shook my head. (More like embarrassed, lol! Been a christian for so long and can't speak in tongues, tsk tsk). Then she just asked me to relax and pray with her, and I suddenly could speak in tongues while following after her. Not mimicking her ok? I also don't know how to describe it, but I just knew God had blessed me. Then she asked me to repeat after her in prayer for healing. The whole experience was so awesome.
I still have my EEG results on 9th Sept. I'm confident that the results will be a miracle. :)
Friday, August 23, 2013
Bad day at the salon
Ever since I learnt the word vanity, I'm super anal about who touches my locks. The only time I'll ever step into a $10 quick cut outlet is if I'm damn broke and starting to look like Medusa with a bad hair day.
So thanks to gvt money last month, I decided to give my locks a treat by getting a cut and color.
I know a lot of people have had bad experiences at a particular famous hair salon. Personally I don't see what's the fuss about that place either. They hire people who can't speak decent English and half their stylists are all aunties who aren't very well groomed.
Tip here: If you want to know if a stylist is good, just look at his/her style sense. If not, just use Google. :P
Well, at my new home, I only have a choice of Jean Yip and Super Cuts. Both have bad and good reviews. I won't reveal which salon I picked, in case someone reads this and decides to sue me, because some people are just to damn free.
I have never been so pissed at a stylist before in my entire 31 years of living.
When I made a booking yst over the phone, I clearly stated I wanted a Director to cut my hair. They assured me all the stylists there were seniors. Hmm. Fishy. But oh well.
I was assigned an auntie. Like omgosh. But of course it's not polite to ask for another stylist. So I sat there, preparing for the worst. She asked what color I wanted. I showed her the picture of Michelle Phan's rose gold hair. She then started talking in mandarin, trying to explain that I needed to bleach my hair, then have highlights and different tones and whatever I can decipher, because my mandarin is that bad. Then suggested a dark tone, which is no different from my current hair color. Then like that I dye my hair for what! I insisted I wanted Rose Gold, and spoke to her to English.
Let me tell you, you want to work in Singapore, you jolly well pick up enough English to survive at work. I cannot emphasize enough how much I hate it when I'm at work, I call up a company and the recep goes: "Can you speak mandarin?" Hello, I do not work in CHINA.
Anyway in the end I got so fed up that she had to call a more capable person, who thankfully spoke good english, to explain to me why I couldn't have Michelle's hair color. Damaged hair ends, too thin hair, etc. Ok point taken and accepted, thank you very much. So I asked for his recommendation, which he gave 2 options. I picked the 2nd option, which was a light brown that is supposed to be popular in Korea.
Guess what! I hate it! It doesn't look any different from my natural hair color! Like wth? My face was so black when I saw the end results, and she still dared to say I was the one that picked the color. Which I had to remind her, it was her colleague who recommended it. In fact I was so bloody pissed that she offered to re dye it in 2 weeks time if it doesn't fade to the brown as shown on the color chart. No thank you.
And when she asked if I wanted a haircut, I said yes, I wanted to change hairstyle. Her retarded reply? "Ok, u want to trim?" I decided not to correct her and just let her trim it, in case I end up looking even worse, since she can't differentiate between a trim and a change of hairstyle.
Am never ever going back to this stupid salon again. Not even if they throw free vouchers at me.
So thanks to gvt money last month, I decided to give my locks a treat by getting a cut and color.
I know a lot of people have had bad experiences at a particular famous hair salon. Personally I don't see what's the fuss about that place either. They hire people who can't speak decent English and half their stylists are all aunties who aren't very well groomed.
Tip here: If you want to know if a stylist is good, just look at his/her style sense. If not, just use Google. :P
Well, at my new home, I only have a choice of Jean Yip and Super Cuts. Both have bad and good reviews. I won't reveal which salon I picked, in case someone reads this and decides to sue me, because some people are just to damn free.
I have never been so pissed at a stylist before in my entire 31 years of living.
When I made a booking yst over the phone, I clearly stated I wanted a Director to cut my hair. They assured me all the stylists there were seniors. Hmm. Fishy. But oh well.
I was assigned an auntie. Like omgosh. But of course it's not polite to ask for another stylist. So I sat there, preparing for the worst. She asked what color I wanted. I showed her the picture of Michelle Phan's rose gold hair. She then started talking in mandarin, trying to explain that I needed to bleach my hair, then have highlights and different tones and whatever I can decipher, because my mandarin is that bad. Then suggested a dark tone, which is no different from my current hair color. Then like that I dye my hair for what! I insisted I wanted Rose Gold, and spoke to her to English.
Let me tell you, you want to work in Singapore, you jolly well pick up enough English to survive at work. I cannot emphasize enough how much I hate it when I'm at work, I call up a company and the recep goes: "Can you speak mandarin?" Hello, I do not work in CHINA.
Anyway in the end I got so fed up that she had to call a more capable person, who thankfully spoke good english, to explain to me why I couldn't have Michelle's hair color. Damaged hair ends, too thin hair, etc. Ok point taken and accepted, thank you very much. So I asked for his recommendation, which he gave 2 options. I picked the 2nd option, which was a light brown that is supposed to be popular in Korea.
Guess what! I hate it! It doesn't look any different from my natural hair color! Like wth? My face was so black when I saw the end results, and she still dared to say I was the one that picked the color. Which I had to remind her, it was her colleague who recommended it. In fact I was so bloody pissed that she offered to re dye it in 2 weeks time if it doesn't fade to the brown as shown on the color chart. No thank you.
And when she asked if I wanted a haircut, I said yes, I wanted to change hairstyle. Her retarded reply? "Ok, u want to trim?" I decided not to correct her and just let her trim it, in case I end up looking even worse, since she can't differentiate between a trim and a change of hairstyle.
Am never ever going back to this stupid salon again. Not even if they throw free vouchers at me.
Friday, August 16, 2013
This evening, I learnt from my parents that a wonder evangelist passed away 2 days back of old age. The last time I saw him was a few months ago, when he came to preach. Even though I didn't know him personally, I still feel very sad over his passing. At least it's a comfort to know he is back with the Lord in Heaven, and I hope that I'll have the honor to see him there again when it's my turn to pass on.
Rest In Peace.
Rest In Peace.
Thursday, August 15, 2013
I had a grand mal again last night and had difficulty falling asleep after that during bedtime. :(
Well good news is that the time frame between each grand mal is getting slightly longer, and since I've been declared sleep apnea free, it's just one of those wonky days.
I think it must have been a combination of caffeine overdose + emotional anger + stress. Hey, I'm human, I can't help getting angry and stressed, especially in Singapore.
Oh well, thank God I didn't have any bleeding teeth this time round. Just a bump on my head. Hope my IQ doesn't drop any further. And the most hilarious part was, my door was open, and my mom was outside teaching tuition! ROFL! And no one was aware of it!
Ok, having orange juice today instead of caffeine. Gonna cut it off slowly to save my poor life. Byebye chocolates. *cries*
*Update*
Gosh, 5 mins after I declare I'm not touching caffeine, I take out a choki choki chocolate paste and eat.
Well good news is that the time frame between each grand mal is getting slightly longer, and since I've been declared sleep apnea free, it's just one of those wonky days.
I think it must have been a combination of caffeine overdose + emotional anger + stress. Hey, I'm human, I can't help getting angry and stressed, especially in Singapore.
Oh well, thank God I didn't have any bleeding teeth this time round. Just a bump on my head. Hope my IQ doesn't drop any further. And the most hilarious part was, my door was open, and my mom was outside teaching tuition! ROFL! And no one was aware of it!
Ok, having orange juice today instead of caffeine. Gonna cut it off slowly to save my poor life. Byebye chocolates. *cries*
*Update*
Gosh, 5 mins after I declare I'm not touching caffeine, I take out a choki choki chocolate paste and eat.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
No sleep issues!
Long overdue post. I forgot to blog! And too busy watching K dramas too. :p
I went to have my overnight sleep apnea test in the hospital. Didn't expect the room to be so comfortable! Furnished with dressing table, attached bathroom, TV, aircon, comfy bed... I was actually sad that I didn't have to stay the 2nd night, haha!
Well, I really am thankful for today. Last few days at work were a torture. No sales leads. And I asked God to please at least gimme a lead today. He gave me THREE! And I had really yummy mango pudding bubble tea. It was so good.
Ok, I'm gonna go whack baddies in Marvel Avengers now, and then go back to Baek Dong Su.
I'm a horrible blogger. :D
I went to have my overnight sleep apnea test in the hospital. Didn't expect the room to be so comfortable! Furnished with dressing table, attached bathroom, TV, aircon, comfy bed... I was actually sad that I didn't have to stay the 2nd night, haha!
Well, I really am thankful for today. Last few days at work were a torture. No sales leads. And I asked God to please at least gimme a lead today. He gave me THREE! And I had really yummy mango pudding bubble tea. It was so good.
Ok, I'm gonna go whack baddies in Marvel Avengers now, and then go back to Baek Dong Su.
I'm a horrible blogger. :D
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