bernicecheee. Name♔ Bernice Chee Wai Yee Nickname♔ Ber Age♔ Eighteen(2014) Birthday♔ 13th of September Height♔ Too short to be revealed Weight♔ Around 40kg. Nationalist♔ Malaysian Race♔ Chinese Religion♔ A follower of Christ & a child of God :)
Anyeongggg.
God loves you and He created the beautiful you and the jaw dropping universe. You are beautiful and unique in your own way so don't you doubt that. :D
"Are not five sparrows sold for two cents? Yet not one of them is forgotten before God."Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows. - Luke 12:6-7
You know, sometimes I really don't wanna go to parties alone when I don't even know anyone? It feels like you're gonna get dumped aside anytime, you know, you know that feeling? :O It's just weird, for me. I mean I don't know why I think I was born shy or something. That's why I always refuse to go to any parties. I know, I know there's a thing called making new friends. Plus, plus! It's really hard to get transport home :/ But sigh, this time, I'm gonna try different thing! See now, with my HOLY SPIRIT! I'm gonna try it! Heck YEAH! God will be by my side right? All the time! :)
I feel so relieved now :D
By the way, yesterday was the first day of RAYA :)
SelamatHariRaya, people! Be safe, alright? :D
So my mom decided to bring us out for lunch, actually it's only for my maid but we bugged in because we had no food, you know you know, it's fun to bug in. Especially we had the chance to grab my mom's wallet by eating expensive food. :D In the end we went Tropicana City Mall to have our lunch - San Francisco Steakhouse.
Mom's. RM30.
Dad's. RM50.
Maid's. RM40.
Julian's. RM 50.
Rosemary Chicken! Mine! RM30.
Sorry for the bad photography skill. :/
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There you go :)
Keychains collection!
Fishbraid.
I'm awesome as usual, I don't know what this thing is. HAHA :)
Er, I kind of forgave my brother already. He's still my brother after all. I was just worried about him. To be honest, that latest post was just me releasing my anger :)
Church was awesome yesterday. The preacher was Senior Pastor Dr Daniel Ho. It was funny as usual. :) And I've learned something so I decided to share.
Apostle Peter's response to challenging times :
Do not be surprised/shocked. (v.12)
God is definitely teaching us about trust, faith and fearlessness. If you're anxious about tomorrow, it means you're lacked of faith. It kinda defines me. You know, I'm always worried about everything surrounding me. If something bad really happens, it'd be God's work, all I can do is pray that bad things will get better.
To rejoice. (v.13)
We shall all rejoice in suffering because it will build us, to be a stronger person. It's to build our perseverance, characters and maturity. Apostle Peter also said that if you suffer, it's not supposed to be because of your sins. That means if you've stolen something or have murdered someone, and you get punishment for that, you definitely deserve it ; but if you suffer for God, you'll be blessed.
We should rejoice because:
We believe in Jesus (1 Peter 1:3-9)
We are partakers of Christ's sufferings (1 Pet. 4:12-13)
Christ keeps us from falling and presents us faultless (Jude 1:24)
We have salvation (Ps. 35:9)
God is on our side (Duet. 33:29)
God has helped us (Ps. 63:7)
Our names are written in heaven (Luke 10:20)
We should rejoice in:
Every good thing from God (Duet 26:11)
The Lord and His salvation (1 Sam. 2:1; Ps. 9:14)
The hope of the glory of God (Rom. 5:2)
Tribulations (Rom. 5:3-8)
Hope (Rom. 12:12)
Other Christians (1 Thess. 2:19-20)
Do not be ashamed but praise God.
If you go to jail because of justice, you'll blessed. 'Cause truth, righteous and justice will always be with you when you're with God.
Commit yourselves to your faithful Creator. (v.19)
The word 'faithful' is underlined because apostle Peter is proved to be unfaithful to God, he denied Jesus. Three times.
To continue to do good. (v.19)
Even when you're in trouble.
Know that there is joy. (v.13)
Don't complain. Because joy is independent.
Know that one is blessed.
Know that there is judgement and therefore vindication.
That's all I guess. I gotta off to get ready for lunch. And I shall continue conquering Science world :)
I guess it's destined that whenever I cry when I'm having my dinner, I'll get to drink bitter gourd soup. This time, it kind of reflected the way I felt. It's VERY bitter. I figured that Hot Bitter Gourd soup is way better than the cold one. Remember how I praised bitter gourd soup on that Monday? Well I've changed my mind. It tastes kinda bad.
This time, I cried for a person. Not my mom, it's my freaking brother. I had that 'useless' word in my mind. He's kinda useless. Well to me, I mean how can you fail 3 subjects when you're only taking 4 subjects? You're using our parents' money, HELLO? You graduate a year later IS your problem! But can't you just think about Uncle Hoe? They're almost having financial problem and what the heck are you doing here? Going out all day long? Driving like the world's suckest driver? Talking rubbish to me? Calling me a kid? Well who the heck are you to call me a kid.
I kind of regretted being so nice to you. At least I'm worried about you, you douche head. Mummy has been telling you MILLION times that you SHOULD NOT follow too near to the car in front. Haven't you been listening all the while?! And hello! I WAS IN YOUR CAR. You silly person. You wanna die right? You GO, I don't want to. I still have lotsa things to do. I haven't got the Doctor license, I haven't got to save people. You want to die you go settle it up alone!
So the problem was, why did I even worry about you? I should've known that you wouldn't like it but I still couldn't help it so I said it.. The argument was silly. Why did I even cry for that? I'm obviously the right one for this!
Readers, you must be curious what's actually happening. So I told my brother not to follow the car in front too close. Cause it's like few mm away only, NOT KIDDING, it's uber close. AND HELLO, he just got into an accident less than a month ago. Although it wasn't his fault, but he's still the suckest driver ever existed in my life. But he banged a car few weeks ago, AGAIN. YES AGAIN. slightly. My mom WAS in the car. And all he did was just complaining.. that his brake spoiled. And that we can't blame him for that. HELLOOOOO bro! Your brake spoiled and you still follow so closely. I don't know what your problem is but you're not a good driver. I only mentioned that close thing, I didn't complain about you using the phone right in my face! And that's the limit for me.
What made me cry was. He freaking continued the argument with me! He was like saying, you're not a driver, you don't know about driving. I was like what the hell. (Sorry Father D: I'll try to avoid saying that word) Then I said I'm gonna tell my mom about it. Guess what he asked me?? He asked me how old I am. Of course I said I'm 15. He said, yes, 15, still a kid, still using the tell mummy thing. I WAS LIKE, IS THERE A RULE FOR A 15 YEAR OLD THAT SHE'S NOT SUPPOSED TO TELL HER MOM ANYTHING ABOUT HER BRO BEING THE WORLD'S SUCKEST DRIVER?! He said no, but still continue with the still a kid thing. So I was like SO?! He then replied STILL A KID LA SO? STILL A KID!
I got really pissed off! Like really. BOOM! Then I left the car to go in to my house. I was talking to my maid, with still a joking tone. Then I walked into the kitchen, prepared to have my dinner, thought of what my brother said, my tears just uncontrollably slid down. I know right. Such a sad life. Cry my whole life. Just for a silly brother. I can't believe I was worried about him. I can't believe I was still being so good that I didn't curse him. You know I can curse anyone by asking a simple question : " have you ever got into an accident? ". Trust me, never let me ask you this. 'cause you'll meet one sooner or later. I wanted to say something like:" next time when you get into an accident, you'll see who's right ".
I mean, am I really wrong to say whatever I've said? I was just being worried. I guess I'm just wrong to worry about the wrong person. Why not just leave this worryness of mine to something/someone worthy?
Everything seems to be so unreal. It seems like a dream. I wish it was. He's still in critical condition. I always wonder why did this actually happen? Is it a punishment? It's the only way for me to think God's doing something. I'm sorry to think that way, Father. But I'm really curious. Is it because of both of them not talking? The punishment shouldn't be fallen on any of her family members, should it? After that not-talking incident, Ah ma stroke for the second time, didn't wake up for like half year, end up, still.. left us. Yeah I know everybody's gonna leave one day, but why can't she live until 90? At least it's more reasonable, right :( but anyway, she left when her son's still lying in the bed. I really hope she'll bless him from wherever she is. My aunt told my brother that she thought of committing suicide. That Edwina thought of stopping her studies to start working. I nearly cried when I heard these. Edwina never told me. ): I feel so useless. What can I actually do? I've already tried my best to advise them to talk. Since I think it's what Ah ma and Uncle Hoe yearned for.
Everything.. seems to be so.. weirdly untrue. It keeps me wondering, is there anyone who's living even worse than her family does? Ever part of me says there is. Of course there is, we just don't know what's happening. Anyway, I'd a lot of things in mind, but I'm sorry I can't remember what I'm supposed to say. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. The only thing I know is, as long as I trust in praying, prayer will work! As long as I trust in God, God will bless my uncle! My uncle will get well, real soon! REAL SOON! Before 2012 CNY. YES. He'll be bringing us all out for breakfast, lunch and dinner. and even supper! Negative things will disappear in the mist of the air! One day, there'll be one day when everything will be alright. Good. Everyone will be healthy and strong.
Puan Faridah taught me that every bad thing that happens will have its good side. I'm waiting, waiting for the answer, waiting for its good side. Waiting for the day when my uncle will be fully healed, waiting for the day when both of them get back together, as true, inseparable sisters.
I will wait, I will believe. I believe, I will pray.
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