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Who am I?: Andrew Goh
Also known as...: In order of usage, Andyrooroo, Andy, Andyroo, Anne.
When did I get here?: 26 September 1991
My boring school?: St. Mary's International School For The Horribly Wicked And Devilish. (The last 6 words were made up)
My age?: 16 going on 17
Hey I'm Andrew, your average feather-in-his-cap, spring-in-his-step, sneaker-wearing, tongue-twisting, ecstacy-inducing, mind-bending, never-ending, trend-setting, floppy-fringed whatsisname. Lovable at first sight if you see me in the right light. Always willing to give second chances. And a third if you ask nicely enough. Hopelessly romantic and tragically retarded. Such a combination yields unpredictable results.
Initially shy, softspoken and quiet. Unabashed, witty and loud after the ice has broken. Proud ympacter, God-seeker, salvation-finder, redemption-searcher. I'm not a WANNABE, I'm a GONNABE. Optimist with a pessimistic edge, like a lollipop coated with glass. Always strive to be perfect, very seldom am. Dreams enough to grow a pair of wings. Realistic enough to tear them up.
Swings his moods like a monkey on a rope, but you seldom see the emotions fly. No tears in my eyes don't mean I'm not crying, no red in my eyes don't mean I ain't mad, no smile on my face don't mean I'm not happy, no frown on my brow don't mean I'm not thinking. Music is my drug and art my choice of poison. Performs well under pressure, but won't break under the peer kind.
Don't offer me your cash or flash me a badge, your friendship's good enough for me. Break my trust, watch the sparks fly. Not without forgiveness, but definitely human. Instantaneously horrific, gradually unbearable. Wait for the sky to clear up. It'll happen.
Self-testimony doesn't bring out the best in anyone, especially me. See other's for THEIR impression.
Toodles.
PLEASE DON'T:
Ask me too many questions.
Try to draw out my personal thoughts. Unless invited.
NEVER try to tell me who or what I am. How the hell would you know better than me?
NEVER EVER insult my religion. Please. It's just something you don't do.
NEVER EVER insult my family. People HAVE gotten hurt for making that mistake.
No racism. It tears this world apart and it hurts people.
Ok can everyone please keep any 'emo' comments to themselves. It's not that I care that I'm being labelled as one but gosh I've heard it so many times and frankly, it's getting quite tiresome
Call me Paul Twohill and I break your face. Grr.
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Welcome to Wednesday everyone...! That middle-of-the-day week. Man today started late. Woke up at 12.30. NO IDEA how I slept that long really. Wasn't even that tired.. Anyways today was pretty much the same boring "everyone's in school but I'm on hols" day. Anyway today was the second day of the 40 day fast!
Day2: I'm glad to say that I've managed to maintain enough discipline to stick to my fast haha. I haven't succumbed yet! No epic failures yet hahahaha. ONLY 38 more days to go -.- Anyway, I felt that today's topic was really relevant. This issue of false piety.
"Are we merely going through the motions of church, care group, community outreach, conference, and so forth, running hither and tither, just for show, just to stay in line and appear involved, but our hearts aren't really in it any more?"
This was clearly a question that I HAD to ask myself. Am I just putting on a show? When I jump during worship, when I dance, when I raise my hands, am I doing it all just for show? Am I doing it just because everyone else is doing it? Is my heart still in it?
"For day after day they seek me out; they seem eager to know my ways, as if they were a nation that does what is right and has not forsaken the commands of God. They ask me for just decisions and seem eager for God to come near them"
-Isaiah 58:2
Do I only SEEM like I want to worship Him, do I only SEEM like I love Him? Eto... I thought about it and I thought. No. It's not just a show. I may feel more comfortable jumping when there are other people jumping with me, but the reason I jump is really out of joy in praising the LORD. I really do love Him and I do love worshipping him. My jumping is an expression of joy, love and praise. This answer really brought alot of relief with it. I was really really worried that I was showing false piety - a false christian. Thank God I'm not :) I love God.
Signed with a flourish 8:14 AM
Dear dear dearest viewers, before you read any further, I just thought I'd point out a few rules that I hope you'll follow while going through this lil' blog of mine. You wanna listen closely now, some of these rules, when broken, are punishable by death.
Haha just kidding
Anyway here are the rules, actually let's just call 'em guidelines. Rules sound too strict for this space. So here are your GUIDLELINES:
1) Numero uno - Please do respect whatever I've written here. Whatever I post on this blog has a reason behind it and does actually mean something to me. So I just ask that you show a little respect.
2) Mind your manners please! This really actually applies to your LIFE as well. Be polite :)
3) Leading on from point 2, I do not tolerate any forms of discrimination; be it racial, sexual, whatever it is. It is definitely NOT appreciated here. Take it somewhere else.
4) Maturity is a MUST. Please keep all comments mature! Name-calling goes under 'immature' so if you were planning on doing that, please change your mind right now.
5) In the same way that prejudice and discrimination are absolute no-no's. I have a zero-tolerance policy regarding insults directed towards my friends, family and religion. Please do refrain from making offensive remarks about those subjects.
6) SH! It would be nice if you didn't spread whatever I've posted on here hahaha ;D
That aside, enjoy this blog, no matter how frequently, or rather INfrequently I update it. (I am known to go on unannounced 'breaks') Take care, God bless :)
Yours, ever so sincerely, Andyrooroo
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