Reunion!

Oooh! It’s over!

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7:30p.m.

Jenny’s House

Wear camp shirt and name tag, if you have.

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I’m proud to say, I got there early! Mwhahaahahha! But unfortunately, the crazy squirrel was earlier!

The committee was already there to, with the exception of Cinderella, and Sue Jane.

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Food - pizzas, pasta (made by Jenny), KFC! Oooh.. A truly fattening day!

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We saw sketches, depicting what happened in camp. Then, the BBC created a dance, to the tune of the “Chicken Dance” song (chickens, birds…. see the connection? :P).

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Charades! They imitated people, asking us to guess who are they impersonating.

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Evil Zhi Yang and Darren accused Natasha of having a relationship with – of all people – me, just because they heard Natasha saying that Jenny's house’s balcony is “so romantic”, and they went “Ooooh, so romantic, with Wai Jon arr??”

This went on for a while, and I dare say Natasha was vexed to a certain degree.

Worse of all, after pairing me up with Natasha, they made me wonder “what would Grace feel?!”. Sweat!

Oh well, oh well.

I do repeat, again, I like Grace, Natasha, Constance, Jo Ann, Melissa, Crystal…. them all, as sisters in Christ, and as friends. It’s rather too young for me to be ber-dating now, or any boy/girl-friend relationships.

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Oh, please don’t think I’m angry, I’m not. Haha :P.

M

M M M M M M!

An MN Dress, haha!

 

Random post. :P

Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.

:)	:(
Tomorrow no school!	What to do?

Haha. The happy/unhappy table.

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Oh wait, I know what to do!!  I can practice my handwriting! :)

They say that nice penmanship comes from the shoulder, never the fingers, claiming that “finger-writing” makes your writing looks cramped,tight and ugly.

It seems to work for me. :)

Anyway, for more info, go here.

P.s: Just realized, the title has absolutely no connections with the content, oh well. Haha…

My P-ppp-prreeciousss!

Guess what’s that? A new computer? a bike? a PDA? a high-tech gizmo? No!

Its a – drum rolls – fountain pen!

More specifically, its  a Pilot Unic fountain pen, thought I can’t seem to find it anywhere online, hmmmm….

Anyways, pictures!

A very “un-glam” picture of it. My photography skills…. –sigh-

In its “bed”.

My horrible handwriting – inconsistent, but consistently ugly.

 

Roar! The pen is mightier than the sword – whilst the tongue is mightier than all! Heh :P.

Ooooh.. and random one:-

Chocolate cookies! Yum yum yum!!!!

Bye bye! :P

Beautiful Handwriting!

How I long to have handwriting like the ones in this blog!

Nice penmanship is so hard to find these days…

http://scribblefan.blogspot.com/

Squirrel, squirrel

This post is for the mad squirrel, N-u-tasha Tan Wei Ru. :P

 

Big fat Pirate Squirrel! :P

Squirrel & Donkey! :)

I will give you nuts for eating all your nuts in the bus. :P I know that was your “winter stash”, Hahaha!

Wheeeee…!!

Praise be to God!! Just when I thought this dream would drag on for overly long periods of time, He woke me up!

Muhahahaha. I do not have to endure much pinching next Sunday now. :P

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Edit: I thought again, and I got this:- by talking bad about someone, we're judging that person,               and we can't judge others, because we ourselves commit what we condemn, hypocritically.             Oh well, answer gotten :). 

I thought:-

The Bible says: “Do not slander!” somewhere. I checked its definition:-

slan·der

n.

1. Law Oral communication of false statements injurious to a person's reputation.

2. A false and malicious statement or report about someone.

v. slan·dered, slan·der·ing, slan·ders

v.tr.

To utter a slander about. See Synonyms at malign.

v.intr.

To utter or spread slander.

Note this: A false and malicious statement or report about someone.

So does this mean we can talk bad about someone if its true?

Jon is blur now, please enlighten him >.<’’.

Toodles~! :P

Aaaah!

It’s that time again, when everything feels like a dream… when my senses are dulled… when I’m filled with terrible apathy.

Oh, please! Come pinch me and wake me up from this terrible nightmare!

 

Aaah!

In about a month or so, something’s going to happen! I’m bursting to tell you all, but it has to remain a secret! How I long for that day to come.

But anyway, guess!

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I am very happy. God did a miracle, and still is doing some more – all the more reasons to worship him. My heart is at peace, at joy, at the Lord.

 

Its Easter(or going to be)! Tralalalala~

He is risen,

He is risen,

and He lives,

Forevermore!!

Come on and celebrate,

the resurrection of the Lord!

I wonder why, but I like the older songs by Hillsong more. Their songs are so upbeat, even though they are without the “canggih-ness” of today’s music.

Lifting up the name of the Lord,

in power and in unity.

We will see the nations turn

Touching heaven changing earth

Touching heaven changing earth!

Then the verse that touches me is this:-

Send revival (send revival),

Send revival (send revival),

Send revival to us.

because I do think MYF needs a revival. Though some might beg to differ - “Didn’t we had a revival just about 5 months ago, at youth camp?” – but did everyone go? and those who went - yes, they were recharged there, but are their batteries slowly going empty? What they dared to do in camp, they daren’t do during our normal worship services. Is this because that the ambience in camp is more suitable for that?

While some might argue, “Now, we have to go school, do this, do that, we’re tired, busy – lots of problems in our minds, it’ll be harder”, but isn’t Sunday a day where you focus on nothing, but God?

Oh well. How complicated is this. and I just realized that this post took a rather wild turn, from happy Easter to…… this. Oh well, oh well, please bear with my “mood swings”, if you call it that, though I’m clearly not having any mood swings now, or so I think. Haha!

Anyways, Happy Easter!

Easter, isn’t Easter,

Till it happens in your heart.

Somewhere, deep inside you, is where Easter, really starts!

How unoriginal, but so what? Haha :P

P/S: CGMC MYF Easter Service – Sunday, 3:15p.m.. They are showing some video, so I heard. Do come!

A Prayer for Owen Meany

By John Irving.

Tis quite an incredible book, about this guy, named Owen Meany. Owen Meany has an incredibly small stature, and he talks in a permanent scream. His dialogue is written in all capital letters.

Owen Meany thinks that he is a child born with a destiny, a child born to be used by God, a child that is an instrument of God. This is indicated by him not trying to change what God gave him, that is, his voice, small size……, even when given the chance to.

John Wheelright, who is Owen Meany’s best friend, narrates the story. John’s mother is killed by a stray baseball hit by Owen Meany, so indirectly, Owen Meany killed his best friend’s mother. Owen is also the cause of John being a Christian.

The central theme of this book is spiritual issues, such as the importance of faith, matters of social justice, and the concept of fate.

I do recommend this book :).

Book Cover, with the armadillo doll John Wheelright and Owen Meany adored.

Talking to…. Me

I do realize that I talk to myself, despite what others might think. Though, sometimes I don’t. Heh!

Even if I do not make out the sounds, I have to at least mouth the words that form my thoughts. Bad, bad habit!

For instance, during lunch(or was it dinner?) in ISCF, there was this dish that looks like “gu lu yok”, but after biting it, doesn’t taste like it. So I was, thinking and – not realizing it – talking to myself out loud:” Is this chicken? No la, its fish. Eh wait, is this really fish? Should be chicken!!” and then after eating the whole thing, “Eh.. this tastes like fish la……”. And that went on for a while.

Then Yean Kit(right?), who was sitting next to me, went:” You’re so weird! Why are you talking to yourself?!”, or something to those lines. I was surprised, and then got “malu”, and forgotten whether if its really fish or not. Sigh, sigh.

At least, after thinking awhile, I know its fish!!