Jesus' appearance to the 7 Disciples

Last night I attended a School of the Word; a Verbum Dei activity, and the talk was about Jesus’ third appearance to the 7 disciples after his resurrection.

I was amazed how Jesus was feeling so joyful after being crucified on the cross. After being slaughtered, denied and fierce to death. I was asking him why he appeared to the disciples greeting them “Peace be with you” instead of reprimanding them because of not standing by his side all the time while he was scorned to death. And Jesus told me these… “I resurrected in a good mood. In the same way I died with a good mood because I’m happy I obeyed the will of the Father ‘til the very end.”

Then I had a thought that in order to be happy and peaceful, maybe I too ought to live in accordance to the will of the Father. But then there is a question, How will I know that I am living in accordance to the will of the Father? When Jesus ascended into heaven, He left us with the H. S. (Gal 5:16) Let the spirit direct your lives. If you have the fruits of the spirit, you have been living the will of the Father. What are then the fruits of the Spirit? (Gal 16:22-23) The fruits of the H.S are love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, humility and self-control.

The invitation of Jesus for me is to live out the fruits of the Holy Spirit in every situation in my life. In whatever state of life I have. Allowing the spirit to control my life and lead me where I should be going and what I should be doing. (Gal 16:25) The spirit gives us life; he must control our lives.

Good time,

When the sun goes down the bright neon lights of Soi Cowboy in Bangkok, Thailand come on giving visitors a welcoming glow. A great place to bar hop. You can find the GO GO or massage girl of your dreams and have her spend the night with you. Soi Cowboy is located near Sukhumvit Road between Soi Asoke and Soi 23. Hands down our favorite bars in Bangkok are located at Soi Cowboy where you can find groups of girls trying there best to get you into their bar. Some of the girls are bored some more energetic. Give them a smile and walk in for a beer. If you like what you see then sit and stay for a show! Have fun and enjoy!!!!

Mambo Experience straight from Sukhumvit, Thailand

This Valentines evening my friends and I headed to the Sukhumvit area of Bangkok, a place that has a large concentration of bars, go-go bars, massage parlours and so on. Basically, all the kinds of nightspots that Bangkok has got a reputation for. We were not there to bar-hop, experience the popular Thai massage, dine and we'd booked tickets for a cabaret at a place called Mambo. And when I write cabaret, what I mean is a show that is actually all men, in one state of trans-gender migration or other. Ladyboys, transvestites, she-males - whatever your choice of phrase, or whatever phrase they prefer to be known by, this was what we were here to see. Heck, this is what a lot of visitors to Bangkok are here to see. So, as I walked up the steps to Mambo Cabaret, I suddenly had second thoughts about my choice of clothing(what the!).

The show started at just after 8pm, and the audience seemed to be almost entirely Japanese, with possibly a few Malaysians and Chinese. I had thought it would be largely westerners (or 'farangs', as the Thais would call us), and was really quite surprised at the mostly Asian contingent. We started the evening with a complimentary drink; brought to us at the table that is right in front of the comfy seating (arranged theatre style) and then the dancers came on stage.
There really is a moment of disbelief when you see these women come on stage. I mean men. I mean ... oh, whatever, it's all a bit confusing. Some of the women you can tell were not always so. Perhaps it's the shoulders that are too wide, perhaps a slightly fuller looking face with a square jaw? But then there are others who you would swear were 100% natural born, not-messed-about-with women; women whom you would pass in the shopping aisles and not for a moment think "Jeez, those are some big old hands, she must be a goalkeeper." Some of them don't simply 'pass for female' but are genuinely very attractive (and then you remind yourself: "That's a man you're looking at, it's not real").
By way of example, here is a picture of a (used-to-be) man:

Miss Tiffany 2004 - a contest for the most attractive trans-gender woman that, as our friend Stef put it, usually ends up with "winners that are better-looking than the Miss Thailand winner". Can you see any 5 o'clock shadow here? Nor me.
So, as for the cabaret itself, I have to say that I was impressed with the range of numbers they performed, the comedy aspect (there were some laugh-out-loud moments, despite the fact that the routines were done in foreign languages - it's all in the facial expressions) and the sets and costumes. Perhaps I shouldn't have been surprised by how 'glam' it was in places, but there you go.

The stage scenery and costumes were very colourful.
"In a previous life, I was a fork lift driver but I've since found my niche at Mambo Cabaret."

The 'girl' in the photo above was very popular with one particular group of Japanese girls down at the front. Every time she would go near them, they would all scream and their hands would wave in the air. And there I was thinking that I might come across as a groupie!
After the show guests could have their photo taken with any of the performers (for the small fee of 40 Baht). So we carried on straight for the exit. On the way, we passed the group of Japanese girls once more who, upon seeing their 'idol' had once again gone into a frenzy of screams. I think it's safe to say that they were very keen to have their photo taken next to the star performer. So do we…

I Miss My Life With You

(here's a poem I made for some one who made me laugh and cry)

I miss my life with you

I cannot concentrate on my work

I cannot make things right

Everytime I blink my eyes

I can see myself with you

in the place we've been through

Oh how I long to be with you

I miss my life with you

The laughters, the tears and the heartaches too

Part of me wants to forget you

The other part wants to keep you

I just hope someday I'll see you

Even if I know I can't have you

Crap Potato!

December 2007

Oh I know what you perfectly mean. Either you already know where your next stop and you don't want to hurt my feelings or you make it sound so lax that I won't worry about our future. You know what, It's okay. I'm never gonna ask about our future. We are totally different persons. We have different worlds. (apart!) What we have at the moment is temporary. What we have is fantastic, dynamic yet so DREAMY. What we have is like almost impossible but i'm still so glad it happened to me, I don't know why, don't ask me anyway. I mean I don't have any retgret or something. What's more is - you don't have to tell me what I should do for my future; as if you care!!! I know what I have to do and when And where. I don't need you! Daym! I know from the very start I'm not included in your plans. I know from the very start that you just like to have a full blast worlds of fun fun fun! See, I don't ask anything from you. It's you who gave me almost everything. As for me, I just want to be remembered as the lady who makes your stay in #@&* worth it. The rest -- it's all yours, take it back with you where ever you go.....

I hate myself for bringing back memories of you...

March 11, 2008

And here I am again. Bringing back the memories I had with you. I’m desperate. I want to shop but I can’t because I don’t have money anymore. Life was different when you were here with me. My life was so comfortable. I don’t have to wait for anther payroll to finance myself because I have you. But now I’m broke. Just like before and again. I cannot do what I want to do. I cannot buy what I want to buy. In times like this I always remember you and the life I had with you. With you I don’t worry about the taxi fare, the price of the commodity, I don’t worry about the dinner. I always enjoy our quiet dinner at any fancy restaurants we find in the lonely planet. Life was so different with you in it. Now I have to pay for my dinner, eat alone, pay my own massage, take jeepney instead of taxi and worst thing is; I used to do what we love to do and eat what we love to eat alone, with out you and that’s the hardest part. Your memory is still alive and its haunting me where ever I go, what ever I do. How can I avoid you? How can I forget you? I don’t want to be stucked in my own country with nothing but memories of you…