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April 07

Silence 2

Continued...
 
Suddenly, i heard something.. a voice..it was calling my name..What was the voice..or who??
" he..hello?? "
"don't worry, i won't harm you..all i want is a little something that you have taken from me, and i want it back.."  what? what did i take from this voice?
" excuse me, mister, or miss, or..you..what did i take from you? i promise to give it back, just gi.. gi..give me back my hearing.."
" i dont believe you.. how will i know whether you'll be returning it? What if you are just lying to me? NO! i won't give you back your hearing until i get back what is supposedly mine!"
Now i was starting to freak out.. i didn't know what to do..
" May i know what i took from you??" i asked. hoping for an answer..
" you..you took the most precious thing in my life.. the most precious one..the MOST MOST MOST PRECIOUS ONE..YES..IT WAS PRECIOUS..VERY PRECIOUS.."
" And what is this precious thing we are talking about?" i was starting to get a bit annoyed, and still scared..
" the most precious thing..very precious..nothing could replace it..very very precious.. my..my..."
" yes..your what?"
" My ring.."
" your ring?? What ring?"
" my wedding ring.."
I was thinking..when did i take a wedding ring from him, or her or this person i'm talking to? i've never taken or stolen a ring from anyone..
" I think you must have made a mistake.. i've never taken any ring which you speak of.."
" Are you sure? isn't your name..Dylan?"
" yes.. that's my name, but there are so many other people named Dylan out there.."
" Ah..But you are the Dylan that i'm looking for..you.. are the one who has taken my ring.. my precious ring.."
" I'm not being nosey or anyhting mr voice, but..who are you.."
" Ah! young man..this you need not know.. but i'm willing to tell you anyway..it all happened in 1953..."
 
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1953, Peter Jorge, a young man who has just graduated from university, 21 years old, Brunette hair with the latest hair-style, in a suit of grey working clothes with a high level of knowledge. Like every other graduate, he was looking for a job. Not even 10 minutes after he had walked out of his house, on the lookout for any available jobs, he saw a flyer. ' HIRING. HORATIO LAW FIRM. LAWYER WANTED. MUST BE AT LEAST A UNIVERSITY GRADUATE. AGE BETWEEN 20 TO 40. SPEAK FLUENT ENGLISH. COME UP TO BIRCH STREET,BLOCK 525 FOR WALK IN INTERVIEW AT 3.00 PM 6 JUNE 1953.' today must be my lucky day, thought Peter to himself. Peter was confident that he would get that job. He was a handsome young man, every girl's dream man, with brains and brawns.
As he stepped into the office, all eyes were on him, the secretary blushed as he said good afternoon. He saw a line of young people outside a room which had the sign ' HORATIO GOLD, HEAD OF HORATIO LAW FIRM' He didn't imagine that mnay people to come for the job interview. He waited patiently outside the room. Meanwhile, across the room, with Long, blonde hair, tall and slender, with a face as beautiful as an angel, in a suit of light pink working clothes, sat Julie King.A pretty woman, just turned 21.. was also waiting for her turn to go into the room for an interview..She caught Peter's eye, love at first sight.. He kept looking at her, hoping that she would look back at him, finnaly, she lifted her head from the magazine she was reading, and she saw him.
 
Reading, and reading and reading, she looked at her watch..then, she lifted her head to look at her surroundings. In front of her, right across the room, an attractive young man was looking right at her. " Oh my.." she whispered to herself..she had never seen a man with eyes as blue as his and a body which looked like it was carved by angels, perfect. She gave a soft smile to him, he returned it. Then he walked over.. sat beside her and looked at her.
" Hi." he said to Julie.
Julie was surprised. She obviously liked him.
" Hello." She replied with a smile.
 
Her smile, as wonderful as the stars as radiant as the moon. Her eyes, sparkling as diamonds. He wanted to make a move..
" What's your name?"
" Julie, Julie King. And you?"
" Peter Jorge"
"Thats a wonderful name.." she said. Much to his surprise..he was beaming.
" So.." said Peter, trying to start a conversation. " are you here for the job?" he said .pointing to the flyer.
" Yes.. You see, i just turned 21 last month and i thought that it would be nice if i had a job, then my friend told me about this, so i came to give it a try.."
" You're 21? Me too.. what a coincidence.." Actually, its not a coincidence, God made us toether , as a pair..its no coincidence, we were meant for each other..thought Peter to himself.
" Peter Jorge. you can go in to see Mr Gold now."
" Okay, thanks.." He said to the secretary as she blushed again. " Well, i guess i have to go in now."
" Yes..you do..so.. i'll just wait here until you come out then."
" That's a good idea.. Wait for me. promise?"
" Yes.. i promise."
" I'll go in now.. wish me luck."
" Good Luck, Peter."
 
" Right Peter, you do know what you're here for, right?"
" Yes, sir. To work for you ,sir.."
" Right, and you do know that working for me is a life long dream for every person outside that door right?"
" Yes, i do sir."
" Seeing that you have that much confidence in you, you have already won half the battle."
" thank you , sir."
" don't keep calling me sir, lad. Call me Horation. Makes me feel younger.. haha."
" ALright then, Horatio"
" So do you have any certifications?"
" Yes i do. Here."
Horatio looked at each one with amazement.
" You are How Old?
" i'm 21 this year."
" 21 eh? Well, i'll definately hire you.. at such a young age and with these achievements? There'll be hundreds of law frims lining up to hire you, lad!"
" Thank you sir.. i mean Horatio.. "
" Okay..Go out and celebrate.. young man." Said A Smiling Horatio.
" Thank you !! " Peter couldn't wait for Julie to hear this.
He ran out the door and Said " Ju..." That was when he realized..
Julie wasn't there.. she was gone..not to be seen anywhere in the office.
 
To Be Continued...
March 31

Silence

Silence..the whole room suddenly became quite..very quite. What was happening? people were talking, but i couldn't hear them..all i could see was their lips moving.. i started to panic..i was shouting  at the top of my lungs.. shouting for help.. but even i couldn't hear myself.. everyone was looking at me as if i were a lunatic.. the teacher came up to my table and talked to me.. but i couldn't hear her.. not a single word.. 'help me! help me! no sound! No Sound!!! ' i screamed..
my teacher took my hand and brought me to the principle's office. i was shouting ' why are you bringing me here?? send me to the hospital! Arrgh!!' why don't people understand me?? i can't hear a single thing and they are just talking to me as if nothing is happening! millions of things were running through my mind.. am i deaf? what will happen to me? my parents.. where are they? when i reached the principle's office, the principle just sat back in his office chair and talked to me calmly.. hand movements, moving lips and eye contact were the only things i got from him. i couldn't stand it.. something really weird was happening and no one except me knew about it..i ran out of the room and started to run along the corridors, screaming for help.. people all around me were looking at me with a weird expression.. i got scared ..i couldn't hear!! i squatted down and all i saw was turning lockers..spinning people, the whole room was spinning and spinning and spinning...i closed my eyes and shouted..

To be continued..

God vs science

It’s a long read but worth it when you get to the end.

 

Science vs. God

'Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ.' The

atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of

his new students to stand.

'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'

'Yes sir,' the student says.

'So you believe in God?'

'Absolutely.'

'Is God good?'

'Sure! God's good.'

'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'

'Yes.'

'Are you good or evil?'

'The Bible says I'm evil.'

The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a moment.

'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can

cure him. You can do it. Would you help him. Would you try?'

'Yes sir, I would.'

'So you're good...!'

'I wouldn't say that.'

'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most

of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He doesn't,does

he?

My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus

to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'

The student remains silent.

'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a

glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

'Let's start again, young fella Is God good?'

'Er...yes,' the student says.

'Is Satan good?'

The student doesn't hesitate on this one. 'No.'

'Then where does Satan come from?'

The student : 'From...God...'

'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this

world?'

'Yes, sir.'

'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?'

'Yes.'

'So who created evil?' The professor continued, 'If God created everything,

then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that

our works define who we are, then God is evil.'

Without allowing the student to answer, the professor continues: 'Is there

sickness, Immorality, Hatred, Ugliness, All these terrible things,do they

exist in this world?'

The student: 'Yes.'

'So who created them?'

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question.

'Who created them? There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks

away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.

'Tell me,' he continues onto another student. 'Do you believe in Jesus

Christ, son?'

The student's voice is confident: 'Yes, professor, I do.'

The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to

identify and observe the world around you.

Have you ever seen Jesus?'

'No sir. I've never seen Him'

'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'

'No, sir, I have not.'

'Have you ever actually felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your

Jesus?

Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that

matter?'

'No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'

'Yet you still believe in him?'

'Yes.'

'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,science

says your God doesn't exist.

What do you say to that, son?'

'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'

'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has

with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his

own.

'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'

'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'

'And is there such a thing as cold?'

'Yes, son, there's cold too.'

'No sir, there isn't.'

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room

suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain.

'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited

heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called

'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we

can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we

would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees.

Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy,

and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute

zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word

we use to describe the

absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units

because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the

absence of it.'

Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding

like a hammer.

'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'

'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't

darkness?'

'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of

something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing

light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called

darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality,

darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker,

wouldn't you?'

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a

good semester. 'So what point are you making, young man?'

'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start

with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can

you explain how?'

'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student explains. 'You

argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God.

You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can

measure.

Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism,

but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as

the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as

a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of

it.'

'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a

monkey?'

'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of

course I do'

'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where

the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot

even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching

your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has

subsided.

'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me

give you an example of what I mean.'

The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class who has ever

seen the professor's brain?' The class breaks out into laughter.

'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt

the professor's brain, touched or smelled the professor's brain? No one

appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical,

stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all

due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your

lectures, sir?'

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face

unreadable. Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I

guess? you'll have to take them on faith.'

'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,'

the student continues. 'Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?'

Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We see it

everyday.

It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude

of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are

nothing else but evil.'

To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does

not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like

darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of

God.

God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not

have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when

there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.'

The professor sat down.


Conclusion: God wins over science.. but wait a minute.. didn't God create science?? AHAH! so.. God didn't win..nor did science lose.. there is no argument whether God is better or science is better..God rules over everything..and that's all we need to know..

September 21

Got my piano exam results!!

YAY!!Open-mouthed
 
I've been waitin 4 dis day since i had my piano exam...the day i get my results!
well... 2day i got them...they're not as bad as i tot it would b...
 
the passing mark 4 dis exam is 100 n i gt 99...
jk...i got 106 out of 150...100 is the passing mark!...Hot
i got it dis mornin when my piano teacher came to teach piano 2day...
 
when the whole lesson over...she took out the paper which contains the exam results...
i was so scared cos i scared i fail....
damn scary man...Confused
 
ok...so teacher read to me 1 by 1 the comments that the examinor gave...
i was thinkin in my mind...teacher, faster la...i wanna noe whether i pass or fail!Clock
den teacher finish readin everythin...then she said..."but fortunately...u passed... "
i was like...phew!...
 
note to self: NEVER EVER TAKE PIANO EXAMS AGAIN!! NEVER!!!Wink
September 06

Sick...

Helo 2 ppl readin dis blog...
 
i'm ritin dis entry cos i saw sum1 rite a new entry so i oso rite...
 
anyways...my title Sick happened on 6.9.2007
 
I was in skool n i suddenly felt all sneezy n stuffy n i knew dat i had THE FLU!!!
it ain't nice to hv a runny nose when u're in skool n wearin skool uniform cos its hot n stuffy.
I always become lidat hen i hv the flu.
1st, my eyes turn red.
2nd, i'll start tearing.
3rd, my nose will run like a tap turned to full power.
lastly, ppl will start askin me " why u cry?"
 
But luckily, my primary skool frens adi noe dat i hv flu when dey c me lidat cos when i was in primary skool i always hv the flu n they c me lidat so many times so they noe.
I went home lukin like shit.
My mom saw me n said " wat happened 2 u?"
my reply " sick..."
den my mom tell my dad " aiyah! u c, ur daughter sick u noe anot?"
 
den, whole family go 2 eat dinner. As my dad would call it a 'soupy' dinner.
n den, we eat crab. den we went 2 buy flu medicine 4 me.
when we went home, i ate my medidine den do hw den go sleep.
 
Sleep is the best way to help u recover from flu.
 
 
 
August 11

fren or foe??

A few days ago....or mayb 1 week ago....
i wrote a bad comment 4 a fren.....i mean a really bad comment....
i guess i hurt her real bad..... 
 
now i'm kind of sad cos da girl hu i wrote a comment to called me a jauh raja pantai( change it in2 english n u'll noe...)
i guess she wrote that out of anger...
actually it was a little bit of my fault too cos i was frustrated and angry when i wrote that comment....
i had sum family problems then....
i had to let out my anger so i let out my anger on that comment...
 
now its really weird when i see her....its even weirder when i tok to her...
everytime i c her or tok to her or even get near her....i will always remember that she called me jauh raja pantai...
its makes me real sad to even think bout it....
try to imagine if your good fren called u a jauh raja pantai...
even if u wer angry bout sumthin ur fren said.... u should nv in a million yrs use dose words...
as if u dunno wat dt means...its a really bad word n u should nv use it on anybody....
its really hard to 4give sum one dat called you a jauh raja pantai but i did.....i forgave dt person....
 
yet...dat person maynot 4give u....
i hope u noe hu u r....n i hope dat u will leave a comment bout whether u wanna b frens again or stay strangers 4eva...
 
 
July 19

dunno wat 2 rite 4 title....

Actually...the my broken heart entry is over adi....i dun even think bout dat guy so evry1 pls dun ask me silly questions like 'u really cry ar?' or
'wats dick's n jenny's real name?' u guys noe dat ther IS  a reason y the names weren't there.....so dun ask me these things...cos ur're jz wastin ur time n mine...
 
SO now i in form 1 adi....i read all my old blogs like soooo long time ago ....i even written 1 bout when i started std 6...dat wuz 1 YEAR AGO!!!
Anyways...i'm jz writtin dis blog cos  i wanted 2 hv a new entry...instead of all the old 1's.....so boring....
 
i gtg get rready 4 skool now....my van's comin in like...10 minutes n i'm still here writtin dis blog....
c...i sacrifice my time 4 u guys out there hu r reading dis entry .....i so gud...hehe...
 
ok...gtg...bb <(-@-)>
 
 
 
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