一个营会。5 个导师。10 位义工。55个营友。
在这个营会学习了很多的不应该
不应该太高估自己的办事能力，很多时候，很多的事都需要互补
不应该太任性，不能就是不能，要接受状况
不应该把事情都留到最后才来做，一切都太迟了
不应该以为家里有两老是理所当然的，很多人得不到亲情
不应该把老师在学校给你的信任毁了，很多人得不到肯定
不应该把自己的青春放在朋友的手上，可能会被他人毁了
谢谢义工默默地为luzhou付出, 谢谢你们的脑，你们的体力，你们的一切。
谢谢Luzhou同工的信任与包含，我也在这营会找到了我的定位。我行与我不行的，找回我对年轻人的负担与热诚。
Monday, November 24, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
写给一群血气方刚的少年人的一封信
给一群血气方刚的少年人，
第一天在营会遇见你们，很庆幸不是带领你们的小组。
在游戏中领受你们的脾气，固执与自我
在主讲时领受你们对讲演的不尊敬和不认真
在LIMBO ROCK时领受你们的野蛮与好胜心
在我确定放弃的时候，看到了你们
在游戏中对组员的细心照顾，你们不再对他们呼呼呵呵
在歌唱被你们的热情和尖叫感染了，你们顿时变得可爱
在破茧表演时，看到你们把自己的故事呈现出来，有流氓，有离婚夫妻，有流氓导师，有李小龙，真的是太搞笑，笑到哭。
在小组分享时才发现你们每一个都在为自己打仗，在挣扎，在期待破茧的那一天
我被你们的故事感动了
我开始期待你们出头的那一天
我开始相信你们是型与行
我开始等待你们创造历史
用圣经的话 与你们共勉之
-若有人在基督里，他就是新造的人，旧事已过都变成新的了
-我的弟兄们，你们遭遇各种试练的时候，都要看为喜乐；因为知道你们的信心经过考验，就产生忍耐。但忍耐要坚持到底，使你们可以完全，毫无缺乏。
-弟兄们，我不起为自己已经得着了，我只有一件事，就是忘记背后，努力面前，向着目标协力追求。。。
我期待破茧的你们，我期待你们在自己岗位出头的那一天。。
第一天在营会遇见你们，很庆幸不是带领你们的小组。
在游戏中领受你们的脾气，固执与自我
在主讲时领受你们对讲演的不尊敬和不认真
在LIMBO ROCK时领受你们的野蛮与好胜心
在我确定放弃的时候，看到了你们
在游戏中对组员的细心照顾，你们不再对他们呼呼呵呵
在歌唱被你们的热情和尖叫感染了，你们顿时变得可爱
在破茧表演时，看到你们把自己的故事呈现出来，有流氓，有离婚夫妻，有流氓导师，有李小龙，真的是太搞笑，笑到哭。
在小组分享时才发现你们每一个都在为自己打仗，在挣扎，在期待破茧的那一天
我被你们的故事感动了
我开始期待你们出头的那一天
我开始相信你们是型与行
我开始等待你们创造历史
用圣经的话 与你们共勉之
-若有人在基督里，他就是新造的人，旧事已过都变成新的了
-我的弟兄们，你们遭遇各种试练的时候，都要看为喜乐；因为知道你们的信心经过考验，就产生忍耐。但忍耐要坚持到底，使你们可以完全，毫无缺乏。
-弟兄们，我不起为自己已经得着了，我只有一件事，就是忘记背后，努力面前，向着目标协力追求。。。
我期待破茧的你们，我期待你们在自己岗位出头的那一天。。
Sunday, November 2, 2008
runaway from dubai
i have been asked many times why i left despite the good pay and the luxurious lifestyle that i can 'afford' to indulge in. It is really to explain it, especially when one value culture and lifestyle more that money....i bumped into a friends blog which pen down his view on living in dubai which reflect my perception of dubai as well...
Writer-Saeed Omar
Writer-Saeed Omar
11 May 2008
in vogue
I just want to break away with everything now. the more i live in Dubai the more i am disgusted with its residents. materialistic vultures who roam around the city thinking they have it all. i just need a break from all of this. seriously!
i feel like i need to escape to a jungle somewhere and build me a hut to live in for a couple of years. it would be better than this concrete jungle. i fear that the mental and spiritual damage that i have endured by the Dubaians have stained my heart and soul forever.
there is this deviation from our culture and habits. how on earth is it possible that in one generation we as Palestenians, Lebanese and all Arabs in general, who largely make up the Dubai Arab expatriate population, degenrate into a full fledged liberal, flamboyant, insensitive and materialistic people. our fathers and grandfathers would have never dreamt such a change! what a divorse in habits, and a discourse with everything that is us! even the European and Indian expatriates of Dubai are similiarily selfish and envious. there is something very wrong going on...
there must be a psychopath diagnosis term to describe these symptoms. because almost everybody is affected by it.
i dont know what is the norm by which i should compare ppl. i dont know what is a healthy society anyhow, or how it looks like. what i know is that it hurts having to cope with the strange human behaviour everyday and having to witness this sad detachmenet from human nature for the sake of money. it really is frustrating and sadening to see most ppl trapped by global merchandise and brands, to see ppl occupied with trivial mind-entertaining news!
everybody loves madonna, everyone makes it a point to u that they have got the latest xbox stuff and games, everybody is a fan of this dance club and that DJ and this rock genre, everyone is a slave for a different certain clothes brand, and some would kill for a foreign football club playing in a distant foreign country, eveything envogue is to die for, and everything old is ridiculed even if it was natural or convenient... the rationale is either be the flavor of the month or perish...
the worst side to all of this, is the fact that eveybody complains about the same thing! maybe because it seems like fashionable conversation!
Saeed
i feel like i need to escape to a jungle somewhere and build me a hut to live in for a couple of years. it would be better than this concrete jungle. i fear that the mental and spiritual damage that i have endured by the Dubaians have stained my heart and soul forever.
there is this deviation from our culture and habits. how on earth is it possible that in one generation we as Palestenians, Lebanese and all Arabs in general, who largely make up the Dubai Arab expatriate population, degenrate into a full fledged liberal, flamboyant, insensitive and materialistic people. our fathers and grandfathers would have never dreamt such a change! what a divorse in habits, and a discourse with everything that is us! even the European and Indian expatriates of Dubai are similiarily selfish and envious. there is something very wrong going on...
there must be a psychopath diagnosis term to describe these symptoms. because almost everybody is affected by it.
i dont know what is the norm by which i should compare ppl. i dont know what is a healthy society anyhow, or how it looks like. what i know is that it hurts having to cope with the strange human behaviour everyday and having to witness this sad detachmenet from human nature for the sake of money. it really is frustrating and sadening to see most ppl trapped by global merchandise and brands, to see ppl occupied with trivial mind-entertaining news!
everybody loves madonna, everyone makes it a point to u that they have got the latest xbox stuff and games, everybody is a fan of this dance club and that DJ and this rock genre, everyone is a slave for a different certain clothes brand, and some would kill for a foreign football club playing in a distant foreign country, eveything envogue is to die for, and everything old is ridiculed even if it was natural or convenient... the rationale is either be the flavor of the month or perish...
the worst side to all of this, is the fact that eveybody complains about the same thing! maybe because it seems like fashionable conversation!
Saeed
Sunday, October 26, 2008
.home.
october was a crazy month but a month to be thankful as well. travel across a few ocean to manage an event in Dubai. standing a few hours straight to manage the hostesses. yes. that is my job. managing promoters/hostesses engage by client. my job is to make sure that they work. so basically slave driver. this is my 2nd year doing this. but it was all good fun. just wish that they have provided us with chairs. standing 6 hrs straight with little break in btw is just cruel.
met up with my old dubai friends which was jolly fun. laugh n eat n manage to play some beach vball. celebrated my bday in dubai as well. arabhow aka my brotha organised a bday for me and his futuer wife lovelyjasmine. had mexican food. good food good accompany.
rushed back to brunei and catch a night flight to kl with mycrazyhighschool mate. rested a day before departing for bangkok. Bangkok was fun. totally chilled n relax. shop a bit for my new clothing store. and some props for some themed dinner. it was a good break from busy hectic schedule. but now i m back n fully recharged n energized...following is my sunday programme...
830-1000 Church
1000-1200 Lunch with brotha n watched Merdeka Softball Competition (dont know why they call it merdeka match)
1300-1500 Rested at home and little did i know that i was suppose to be at lu zhou to conduct an audition session...felt miserable..only reach lu zhou an hour later...manage to cast a few students for drama
1530-1830-went to marina bay to launch our aquatic ball. a lot of enquiries and a lot of youngste took up the free trial which is good.
1830-1845- rushed home took a quick shower n dinner. rushed to KRP for volleyball practise. havent been playing for a month or so. practising for MIRI OPEN Vball Comp. Had a good game not too rusty yet....
1845-2300- vball practise n supper........n now writing my blog... my goodness..busy but furitful
i really need a calendar planner or smthing to keep track. my thank god for all these. i m living like a retired person..many cant enjoy the life that i m experience rite now...i thank god for every moment of it...will have to post some photos up soon...otherwise, some might complain its too wordy....sigh...
met up with my old dubai friends which was jolly fun. laugh n eat n manage to play some beach vball. celebrated my bday in dubai as well. arabhow aka my brotha organised a bday for me and his futuer wife lovelyjasmine. had mexican food. good food good accompany.
rushed back to brunei and catch a night flight to kl with mycrazyhighschool mate. rested a day before departing for bangkok. Bangkok was fun. totally chilled n relax. shop a bit for my new clothing store. and some props for some themed dinner. it was a good break from busy hectic schedule. but now i m back n fully recharged n energized...following is my sunday programme...
830-1000 Church
1000-1200 Lunch with brotha n watched Merdeka Softball Competition (dont know why they call it merdeka match)
1300-1500 Rested at home and little did i know that i was suppose to be at lu zhou to conduct an audition session...felt miserable..only reach lu zhou an hour later...manage to cast a few students for drama
1530-1830-went to marina bay to launch our aquatic ball. a lot of enquiries and a lot of youngste took up the free trial which is good.
1830-1845- rushed home took a quick shower n dinner. rushed to KRP for volleyball practise. havent been playing for a month or so. practising for MIRI OPEN Vball Comp. Had a good game not too rusty yet....
1845-2300- vball practise n supper........n now writing my blog... my goodness..busy but furitful
i really need a calendar planner or smthing to keep track. my thank god for all these. i m living like a retired person..many cant enjoy the life that i m experience rite now...i thank god for every moment of it...will have to post some photos up soon...otherwise, some might complain its too wordy....sigh...
Friday, October 3, 2008
The Day Has Come
A day full of emotion. A day where I finally show my temper. Thousand of apology to those that was not involved. I guessed you all were shock to see the normal guai2 ah hui gor2 showing his the other side.
It was just a series of unfortunate events. As many know I am flying to dubai for assignment but faced a lot of setback and issues. Dragging with all these, attended Huat Kee's bday. Had a good time fellowship with church friends. Was very scared that will be sabotage and received my part 3 punishment. even bought an extra clothes and pants as going to a malay friend house for raya visitation.
ok. where to begin. got pin down. hands and legs got tie up by 5-6 plp. cant remember who cuz it was in a flash second. sore shoulders. helpless. trying to defend myself. this time is a different feeling. the feeling wasnt as good as part 1 n part 2. i felt being bullied. and it came off guard. i guess this time i felt physical hurt.
was upset and disappointed. dint not expect to be bullied like that. heart sank n the first respond was anger. i know it was meant to be entertaining n end up with a funny ending. but i just dont have the effort to laugh at it cuz i was physical hurt and mentally wasnt prepared for this.
anywie had a good time during visitation where i can just chill. went home n read InternetSian blog. of cuz he has blog his feeling there. heart broken and was furious. it is been a while i felt heartache. not because of what he has done but his words. heavy n harsh. noted all his comments.
i guess it just wrong time wrong game with wrong person. This is my prayer before I slept:
God, things dint end up the way it was planned.i am filled with anger and disappointment. I pray that you heal the hearts and let me release all the burden to you. You say one cannot sleep in grudge and i shall let u lead.
thanks to those that attempt to de-anger me. thank you for your godly advise.
...someone told me...you gotta have a rubber heart...a heart that can bounce back after being squashed...many times....i like... the day has come...the day to move on...Let God take the lead, lets focus on the big picture.
It was just a series of unfortunate events. As many know I am flying to dubai for assignment but faced a lot of setback and issues. Dragging with all these, attended Huat Kee's bday. Had a good time fellowship with church friends. Was very scared that will be sabotage and received my part 3 punishment. even bought an extra clothes and pants as going to a malay friend house for raya visitation.
ok. where to begin. got pin down. hands and legs got tie up by 5-6 plp. cant remember who cuz it was in a flash second. sore shoulders. helpless. trying to defend myself. this time is a different feeling. the feeling wasnt as good as part 1 n part 2. i felt being bullied. and it came off guard. i guess this time i felt physical hurt.
was upset and disappointed. dint not expect to be bullied like that. heart sank n the first respond was anger. i know it was meant to be entertaining n end up with a funny ending. but i just dont have the effort to laugh at it cuz i was physical hurt and mentally wasnt prepared for this.
anywie had a good time during visitation where i can just chill. went home n read InternetSian blog. of cuz he has blog his feeling there. heart broken and was furious. it is been a while i felt heartache. not because of what he has done but his words. heavy n harsh. noted all his comments.
i guess it just wrong time wrong game with wrong person. This is my prayer before I slept:
God, things dint end up the way it was planned.i am filled with anger and disappointment. I pray that you heal the hearts and let me release all the burden to you. You say one cannot sleep in grudge and i shall let u lead.
thanks to those that attempt to de-anger me. thank you for your godly advise.
...someone told me...you gotta have a rubber heart...a heart that can bounce back after being squashed...many times....i like... the day has come...the day to move on...Let God take the lead, lets focus on the big picture.
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