His Eye is on the Sparrow

"Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come;

Why should my heart be lonely,and long for heaven and home;

When Jesus is my portion, My constant friend is He;

His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

I sing because I’m happy;

I sing because I’m free;

For His eye is on the sparrow;

And I know He watches me.

Let not your heart be troubled, His tender word I hear;

And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;

Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;

His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise;

When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies;

I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;

His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

~Ci­vil­la D. Mar­tin, 1905.

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these few weeks have squeezed me into a ball -i'm either bouncing up & down looking for the ppl-up-there or being passed around by lecturers...sigh* But i've my share of joy hunting for virgin drosophillas during this week's lab...just that my eyeballs hurt by squinting too hard into the microscope.

Just thought of drafting down a bridge between my holidays and new term here...i supposed i would use "eye-opening" as a theme for my past 3 months - first working experience, meeting the east asians students at a conference, learning more from friends who come from difficult background & appreciating how tough they've become to overcome...& "2nd chance"- sharpening a long lost skill, allowing my legs to do the extra mile & regaining my trust in some things i've lost faith on?

The dawn of my new term sees me pecking & kicking my way out of the shell, sometimes the broken pieces spill in. I've suceed in having my head protrude out of a sharp edged hole and sticking out one feet , yet i'm still enclasped in the shell case. Well, it's both liberting and prisoning depends where one's seeing from. That paints it out for my life direction, given roles and ppl... really is a struggle poking everywhere yet having no certainty...but i'd like to quote kwai's word that certainty is like solid - u step on what's already there; Uncertainty's like liquid - u get to swim around ( n explore )...

so much so for changes...guess what? the sesame street producers are getting cookie monster to eat vegebites & gobble "i love veges" ... i so cannot believe this !!!! ( r they like gonna paint him green and rename him vege monster in order to get the kiddies to appreciate their greens? or change "sesame" street to "pea" street? noo....sobs sobs...)

bugged !

yeah! finally, i got some peaceful rest... no more bugs for now ! Come to think of it, being bugged actually served as a delightful snack for me ! well, by humans, not insects.

i supposed everyone would have their own unique blend of friendship lingo... by far being bugged speak the most to me ! i once had a long 'discussion' concerning what quantifies a good friend with a friend... to find out that this lingo can be so varied... Wmi prefers friends to hang-out with him on weekends, and give him space to do what he likes over the weekdays while i kinda like phone calls and smses in between to fill up the space... a contrast between low-maintenance vs high-maintenance friend ?

tracking back my roots to the way i define my friendship style as thus -

coming fr a small family and sticking on to my bro when i was much younger ( like how Mary's little lamb go wherever she goes ) is one good reason why i'm such sticker... ( as he grew older, having a lil sister tag along him becomes like a nag. but now Nat's the tag. [=p both ways oso ler] )....

my early social life was characterised by 3 buddies ! Ah boy was my playmate ! we met in the field every evening. ( but i think i make him cried alot by calling him silly names ! ), Gxin was my churchmate & Jin's my kindymate... ( Jin & I would gang-on to perform notty deeds on every kindy-days, like bullying Dan. <--Pity him! good thing those stories never got to mom... she tought i was an angel !)...

oh yes, mom's accountability lingo ! Some families value freedom and trust ( like kids can go out whenever they like without reporting & their parents trust that they be in fine hands? ) but for me, i've to keep mom informed about my whearabouts...Well, i think i kinda like being kept in a secured-tight situation... thx to mom's protectiveness. On the other hand, i remember being closed to dad while i was kid ( like he used to pick me up after kindergraden and buy me whatever junky i pick fr the groceries... drew pictures & caught grasshoppers for my fasination ( that explain my love for bugs ?! except bed bugs) But somehow age drew the gap...maybe that's why i chill out with too much space ? can't read too well into silence. ( i wonder whether that's a self-fulfilling prophecy ? i kinda take silence as avoidance... )

So there! i've to make extra effort for group friends ( easy to ffk too!), unless one of my buddy's there... (but i guess like all langguage, it can be learned. i gotta master this langguage esp during scrace times)...writing this makes me miss S'na n Vln so much ! Used to call S'na up and rant on the phone every other day about any other thing ( why does she has to go johor ? sigh*)... n the nice sunny texts fr Vln every other day (no wonder he's so fast taken... too bad *bleuk*).

attack of the bugs

Browny bloody bed bug climbing up the bed
Down came the sun and heat the bed bug dead
Out came the night and cool down all the flame
Now browny bloody bed bug went up the bed again!*

bug alert !!! my priceless sleep has been intruded by bed bugs for 2 nights. They chased me out fr my comfy bed to the narrow couch downstairs...this morning my bro and i spinned and sun my bed sheets, blankets, pillows and mattress... hopefully they're gone now. i just lysolised my bed frame though !

here's some interesting facts about these tiny annoy-y creatures :

1. Bed bugs are small, brownish, flattened insects that feed solely on the blood of animals. ( Cimex lectularius is our (human) common threat.)
2. Bed bugs are mostly active at night. During the daytime, they prefer to hide close to where people sleep ( they are drawn to wood and fabric. check cracks & junctions at bed frames, or skirts, turfs, crevices of sofas/mattress. )
3. The level of cleanliness has little to do with most bed bug infestations. Pristine homes, hotels, and apartments have plenty of hiding places and an abundance of warm-blooded hosts. ( my room's crystal clean ok! )
4. Ways to get ride of bed bugs - adjust room temperature to be > 49C, or <0C for 2 weeks. ( how about putting my bedsheets in the oven or freezer ?), vacuuming, or use aerosols, DDT...**

00000...Are there any alternatives to get rid of em' ? i'm so deprived of sleep... =(

* adapted fr incy wincy spider... but bit senseless la... **http://www.uky.edu/Agriculture/Entomology/entfacts/struct/ef636.htm