freshers week

autumn this year is literally the best one yet. well at least for now. its been a week of warm warm warm sun. how blessed we are. apparently it pretty abnormal to have such awesome weather here. but no complains there. i figured its kind of a good thing that we dont really get this weather all year round coz it would make studying so much harderrr. its the perfect holiday weather.

so many things have changed. situations, friendships, responsibilities, outlook, goals, convictions, choices.  i think in the first week, it felt really miserable realizing there was so many things that weren't going to be the same as they were last year. but throughout the last week, i find myself beginning to embrace this difference.

And yet, with two difference outlooks in just over a week time, i have come back to the same conclusion. one I have learnt to hold so dear to - the realization that He, Jesus is same. Yesterday, today and forever. { Hebrews 13:8 } Not just stopping at the realization, but even more than that - Jesus, be God in my life. Despite whatever situation I am in and will be in. Help me Lord, to submit all my feelings, emotions, desires, wants, loves, plans and will to You.

one the other side of Buda

Has it already been three months? three months since we traveled along the banks of the river in Budapest. three months since the last captain ball game at Roberts Way field. Three months since my 1st year of UK living. it feels pretty surreal since coming home to familiarity. halfway along summer with my regular routine of work, home and church, i found myself wondering whether or not i really did spend the last 9 months in Hatfield.funny.

and now I'm back here. you would think that coming back the second time would have been easier on the heart. having already known what i was coming back to. but rather, things seem foreign. strange. throughout the last 3 days of unpacking, I've come across bouts of homesickey-ness that you would never have expected to appear. and when these bouts come about, I crawl slowly into my bed, close my eyes and start singing. singing anything that will draw me close to Him. because in all the midst of strangeness, there is always one constant familiar. one constant friend. that will always be close no matter where I go.

york on instagram

Spent the last four days in the pictureques county of York. That's probably the only 

word I could come up with that closely resembles my take on it. ;) this trip included 

frolics in gardens, leisurely walks along the river, girl talks, BBQ smokey air, viking 

and dungeons, bad spatial awareness, orang putih handsome coming over to our table 

and chatting with us (only single girls layaned, the rest just heeheehuuhaahaa), high teas, 

topshop shorts, falling petals, bar hopping, stolen menus, inflatable beds, cobble walk

ways, swingie thingies and oneguy playing tourguide to sixgirls. ;) 

watermelon stick girls

a few weeks ago, Dave bought a whole box of watermelon sticks from his workplace
and brought it to church for us girls to munch on. Didn’t really notice the box till Caryn
left it at my place. couldn’t help laughing at his handrawn version of the queen stamp
and "par avion, mel udara"  would have like to show you what watermelon sticks looked
like but like all good things, they went pretty fast down our tummies. :) 

season of singing

Song of Solomon 2:11-13 (NIV)
See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. 
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, 
the cooing of doves is heard in our land. 
The fig tree forms its early fruit;  the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. 
Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.”