Me...20 minutes ago....

Views of Thailand

Here are some images from my saturday experience. I will post a few more once we have a better connection.

more than a feeling???

I feel that i need to be creative. I am working on a computer that isn't mine and this one doesnt hold the design programme well. It has to take time to evaluate what it is doing...so click once...wait....wait....wait....still waiting....wait....get coffee....wait...sigh in frustration...wait....wait...jip still waiting...wait...move mouse to see it it is still thinking...find something else to do...COMPUTER RESPONDS! YaY!!! Click again...wait...wait....get up to go to toilet...wait....wait...wait...wait...i told you it takes long...wait...wait...wait...check, no computer is still thinking...wait...COMPUTER RESPONDS.

Last night i started drawing but it is almost a copy of something i saw on a website a few days ago - so i won't finish it.

I get this feeling in my hand - like i need to hold a pencil. Withdrawal simptoms if you like to call it that. Please, if you have any ideas in mind please, i need a spark!

Oh...and then there is this phrase in my head that just begs me to write a poemy-thing but i lack the flowery english upperclass vocabulary to turn it into something more. Hey Bridget you wanna try? Here it is:

The clouds hold the promise of rain...

I am high...

No..i am not high on drugs! If you think i am then you do not know me.

I just had such a wonderful day. Why? Well i do not know. I almost fell asleep in church because i was so tired. I didnt because the headphones in which i could hear the translated message, was trying to squeeze my brain out. PLUS i wear glasses so the piece between my skull (behind my ear) and the ear was also fighting along with the headphones. So what do you do in such a situation? Well i took of my glasses as i reasoned that i would rather hear the message in English than see it in Thai. I had to have looked stupid because i had to bring my Bible up to about 5cm from my face in order to read...but i had no headache so all was fine.
Where does the high come in? Well the ship's emails are working so this means that i can contact friends again, hear from my boss (who is a legend!) and did i mention i can contact my friends again? But this is not the only reason. Our team is so funny. I just played some old music for Ji Ea and ended the playlist with ABBA and the BEE GEES (not together but a mix. :) ) I love making the team laugh and my impersonation of Barry Gibb on 'TRAGEDY' had one in stitches and another trying to impersonate me...
But maybe the high is Jesus. Why? Well i have a great team. We laugh so much and do really stupid things.
I am going to stop before i ramble on some more.
I hope that you get high on Jesus' blessings too!

Being fragrance...

I am supposed to be working at the moment, but i have to get this out of my system before i forget.

Our team's verse for this line up is 2 Corinthians 2:15.

"You are to God the fragrance of Christ,

to those who are perishing and those who are being saved."

Well, today Ji Ea (my South Korean teammate and becoming a very good friend) and myself were in the elevator on our way back from lunch. Before i continue, you should know that our office is at the 24th floor. Because of all the stops in between, we often spend 5 - 10 minutes on our way up or down. Today there was a gentleman - well i don't think he desserves that title - from a foreign country on his way up. I noticed him as soon as he entered the building. He is older, has silver hair, wore a white shirt with jeans and looks like Sean Connery. I have watched enough people (a hobby of mine) to know that this guy was rushed and not happy. By the shapes his mouth made i could tell that he was using four letter words to express his frustration. Apparently the elevator was not going fast enough. It seems that he wanted to be beamed up to the 15th floor. There were only 3 stops between the ground floor and his. At the second stop he looked at another white man across the elevator looking to see if he felt the same. The man did not respond... So Mr Wannabe-Connery decided to express his frustration. The sentence that followed is not appropriate for this - or any - blog.

I immediately wanted to ask him (in a sarcastic tone) if he needed to be somewhere, but the thought of being back-handed by James Bond entered my mind and i decided to be quiet instead. While i watched this guy exit the elevator i wondered...was that a fragrance moment? What would have been the appropriate response? I then realised that just being...that was it. I did not have to say something clever for him to have noticed that i am not his supporting actress. Nope...Liezel was there for Jesus and if that meant keeping my mouth shut and just smiling, trying to ignore his foul words, then that would be my response...