Goodbye Desk

Take care.

Melbourne Airport Chaplain

As I was transiting in Melbourne International Airport 2 days ago, I met with a man wearing a vest indicating "Airport Chaplain". That puzzled me a while because I didn't know if there's another meaning for the word 'chaplain' other than a minister or reverend who helps to do some counseling or moral support in a uni or organisation.

 Coincidentally as I was sitting down having my Hungry Jacks beef burger, this man sat beside me. Conversation sparked and I got to know that Melbourne Airport really has a chaplain! Interestingly, the name card he has given me shows that I'm definitely not the only person who felt that way.

It is interesting to know that such occupation, if I can call it that way, exists. The airport is such a unique place where people just come and go, without dwelling longer than they should. People from different nations gather and who knows, they might need someone to support their emotional or spiritual need during their brief stay. Well, if you need such assistance in Melbourne, that's the number to call and the email to send to!

We had quite a good chat. I hope God will be using him to do His good work in this place.

Flying off Again

I'm thankful that I have the chance to enjoy tertiary studies for the 6th year. To recall it has really been a long, long journey. It's like doing primary school all over again.

And this time it will be (hopefully) my last time to leave my dear home as a student. Haha... quite sentimental suddenly.

Thanks to my parents. Thanks to my siblings. Thanks to my brothers & sisters and friends.

Thank God for everything comes from Him, through Him and for Him. God bless you all.

Ground floor studio, School of Architecture and Design, UTAS. Launceston, Tasmania. May 2011.

Hope It's OK...

I am reminded that I was suppose to write posts about thanksgiving every now and then.

Today I'm thankful that I have finally done with my site documentation for my FYP. I really hope that I didn't leave any important information behind. I hope this would be the right site, because if not, I'm doomed!!! Hope there's no heart attack moment next month. >.<

Near Sg Merah. Sibu, Sarawak. Feb 2012.

Ridiculous

One of the most absurd and ridiculous things I ever experienced happened today.

Imagine, you are the host for an open house, and you invited many VIPs, with one of them being a VVIP.

When the time came for the scheduled programs to start, the VVIP has not appeared yet. Food can't be served, programs can't run yet, the VIPs are standing there - doing nothing but just getting ready to welcome the VVIP at any time. I mean, ANY TIME.

By the time the VVIP arrived, it's an hour late. Without feeling remorsed or embarrassed, he's being welcomed like a king. Standing ovation was given by all the guests. You as a host did your best to make him happy, give him plenty of faces, claps, praises, dances, singing performances, food, glamour... ... You even printed a banner with the image of his face bigger than anything else that can be seen at the venue.

At the end of the day, without waiting for the event to finish fully, the VVIP left because it's late and there's no more program involving him or allowing him to be showered with flashes of light.

Is the VVIP even sincere about the open house?

I doubt.

Well done, Cheap Minister.

Kid:"This uncle looks familiar..." Ulu Sungai Merah, Sibu, Sarawak. Feb 2012.

Leaving soon, again

'Wet' Kompia. Rejang Park, Sibu, Sarawak. February 2012.

CNY lalu dah! :(

Another week from now I'm gonna leave this land of kompia, kampua and tiam piang ngu. If I do some reflections on what have I done for the past 3 months... Well, not tooooo bad. I'll leave the details offline.

But what's more important at this moment is what am I gonna do for the next week. Wow, tons of stuff.

First on the grand list is my FYP. I'm being indecisive of which site to choose in Sungai Merah. Well, why Sungai Merah in the first place? I haven't gotten very convincing reasons yet! Doooom! >.<

After I decide on that I'll need to gather pictures, info of the adjacent buildings, plans... you name it. Drafting a proposal is another time consuming piece of work.

Next I need to do some shopping (which is going to take some time again with my kinda tight budget), get my hair cut and some church program planning and preparations.

Although it sounds like not really a lot, but trust me, I had left the details out.

Let's just hope that when the plane takes off next week I'll be closing my eyes and put ticks on all items in my imaginary checklist.