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Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Thursday, 01 October 2009

  • Now I know...

    Cam - so this is how he calls me.

    Rarely I hear him calls my name. Usually, if he needs to get my attention, it will be a gentle nudge, a tap on the shoulder or merely eye contact.

    Sitting there, listening to his conversation with a third party, I heard he actually referred to me as "Cam"...and he corrected himself immediately by changing to "Camellia", twice.

    Well, closer friends who has known me as Camellia preferred to call me Cam or Cammy (Cammie). So definitely, it's nothing new to hear another person calling me that. But for almost two years we've known one another, other than the formal "Camellia" that I used to hear him called out, he never really calls me by my name.

    I like my name.

     

Monday, 28 September 2009

Sunday, 27 September 2009

  • Welcome Back

    It's been a while since I've last blogged something cheerful here.

    Well, I make a resolution earlier on - that i shall blog about happy stuff here from now on...of course, not that life is a constant bed of roses, but if one has to continue living everyday, why choose to live unhappily?

    Today Sunday's service was awesome. Pastor Prince talked about restoration...and he prayed for all of us. I was praying for a handful of things in my life to be restored...and I can literally see immediate results.

    It seems like I'm in for an exciting ride particularly after this service.

    I am ready.

Thursday, 23 July 2009

  • Clueless Life

    Like a river current flowing downstream,
    She splashed onto rocks and stones around,
    Rushing fiercely to no where,
    Following the force that pulled so strong.

    On and on as the river flowed,
    She continued the hectic rush.

    Aimlessness sought her;
    Necessity caught her;
    Weariness soaked her;
    Breathlessness filled her.

    Finally the current stopped,
    To a catchment where droplets met,
    Forming puddles and into pond,
    Stagnant water thus was formed.

    And when the time came,
    It's time to move.
    The cycle repeats, the denial continues.

    To what purpose was the rush called for?
    For what good did it have on her?
    Was this the life she's envisioned?
    Yet another humdrum, hollow flow.

Monday, 08 June 2009

About Me

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    • Name: Princess Camellia
    • Country: Singapore
    • Metro: Singapore
    • Birthday: 6/11/1984
    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 11/21/2003

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