I AM GOING TO BE A MUGGER!
Starting tmr.
I am going to get SEVEN points and I am going to go to VJC. whoo!
I am sooo happy and thankful that our Os got shifted one week earlier although it means the first paper is 3 days after my birthday :( That's because, in the old schedule, all the papers were squashed into one week and i had science and humanities on the same day. Madness. But NOW, there's almost always only One paper each day coz they spread it out over 3-4 weeks instead. Whooo! :D:D:D:D:D
Prelims is in 9 weeks and Os is in 16 weeks. I'm gonna mug n mug n mug and get seven points!
I'm gonna show everyone that you CAN go to church regularly and still do well. You CAN be an active band member and still do well. And, you CAN have a lousy PSLE score and still do well.
Oh, and I'll also be the first and the last and the only member in my family to go to a JC. Whee!
No more looking down on me people! Not that there are :/ HAH.
The bird's ready for take off!!! HOHO!
[and i quote Shalom. "With HIS strength; I shall" :D:D:D:D:D:D If not what? I got real wings meh? HAHA! not funny :/]
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
It's quite easy to adapt back to school life.
Surprisingly, things have been quite slack. We've hit the easy topics for maths and finished the syllabus for our sciences. Now it's just papers after papers and questions after questions. Does nothing to help me get back into the studying mood. I feel like things will just work out in time for prelims. Which is probably true.
Right. Had a late night last night, pondering over a question that was thrown to me by a book.
Is it wrong to evade the truth a little in order to spare the feelings of others?
Most people would say that it's okay. What's a little white lie if it prevents disharmony? But a white lie is still a lie. Can you even differentiate a white lie from a 'regular' lie? Is there any difference in the eyes of God? Covering the truth, refusing to tell the truth, leaving out certain part of the truth, as long as it is not the whole truth, it is a lie.
Some may also say that a lie is not that BIG a sin compared to murder or adultery so there's no big issue. But a sin is a sin. Should there be a difference? Is it not part of the 10 commandments? Ultimately, it still leads to death.
So we should be arriving somewhere near the conclusion that it is wrong to evade the truth a little.
But telling the truth may hurt others. That may then hurt relationships. Then again, a relationship built on lies would soon crumble. Sometimes the truth may lead to death. Like Jesus. He never told a lie, but ended up facing a dealth penalty. However His was a different case.
The bible also told us that as much as it depends on us, live at peace with one another. So why not tell a little white lie for things that don't really matter if it would help preserve the peace? Some would say, tell the truth but put it in a nicer way. Don't be so blunt. But sometimes doing that would mean leaving out a small part of the truth or leaving certain things hanging in the air. Then isn't that still considered evading the truth A LITTLE?
If you tried living a week, speaking the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, what do you think is going to happen? Let's face it. Many people do not want to face the truth. At least, not when it's coming from other's mouth.
And so I come back to the question again still without a certain answer.
Is it wrong to evade the truth a little in order to spare the feelings of others?
Surprisingly, things have been quite slack. We've hit the easy topics for maths and finished the syllabus for our sciences. Now it's just papers after papers and questions after questions. Does nothing to help me get back into the studying mood. I feel like things will just work out in time for prelims. Which is probably true.
Right. Had a late night last night, pondering over a question that was thrown to me by a book.
Is it wrong to evade the truth a little in order to spare the feelings of others?
Most people would say that it's okay. What's a little white lie if it prevents disharmony? But a white lie is still a lie. Can you even differentiate a white lie from a 'regular' lie? Is there any difference in the eyes of God? Covering the truth, refusing to tell the truth, leaving out certain part of the truth, as long as it is not the whole truth, it is a lie.
Some may also say that a lie is not that BIG a sin compared to murder or adultery so there's no big issue. But a sin is a sin. Should there be a difference? Is it not part of the 10 commandments? Ultimately, it still leads to death.
So we should be arriving somewhere near the conclusion that it is wrong to evade the truth a little.
But telling the truth may hurt others. That may then hurt relationships. Then again, a relationship built on lies would soon crumble. Sometimes the truth may lead to death. Like Jesus. He never told a lie, but ended up facing a dealth penalty. However His was a different case.
The bible also told us that as much as it depends on us, live at peace with one another. So why not tell a little white lie for things that don't really matter if it would help preserve the peace? Some would say, tell the truth but put it in a nicer way. Don't be so blunt. But sometimes doing that would mean leaving out a small part of the truth or leaving certain things hanging in the air. Then isn't that still considered evading the truth A LITTLE?
If you tried living a week, speaking the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, what do you think is going to happen? Let's face it. Many people do not want to face the truth. At least, not when it's coming from other's mouth.
And so I come back to the question again still without a certain answer.
Is it wrong to evade the truth a little in order to spare the feelings of others?
Monday, June 25, 2007
Photo time again!!
I just realised that I went out every single day except for 2 days this holiday. At least there was an attempt to do something productive towards the end. Shalom organised a study session on friday and saturday. A good thought, but the organiser was always late! Always got reason though. It was better than staying at home anyways. A picture speaks a thousand words. I think you can decide for yourself whether it was productive or not. HOHO.
Friday, 22 June 2007, Amtech Building
I just realised that I went out every single day except for 2 days this holiday. At least there was an attempt to do something productive towards the end. Shalom organised a study session on friday and saturday. A good thought, but the organiser was always late! Always got reason though. It was better than staying at home anyways. A picture speaks a thousand words. I think you can decide for yourself whether it was productive or not. HOHO.
Friday, 22 June 2007, Amtech Building
I don't know why I took this shot.
Random.
The organiser being punished for being late once again.
NO ENTRY!
Whose phone is cooler?
Jere's or Josiah's?
Aishay!!
Act cute ah!
He was quite nuts over the echo effect of calling and talking to yourself.
Apparently, your laughter sounds hilarious.
Working or playing??
Ho Hum.
Tortoise boy :D
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Saturday, 23 June 2007, Amtech Building 
This picture looks ...
SCANDALOUS!
Joey acts like ...
she's a man.
What's going on?
The bully acting like a friend :D
Hohoho.
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Final Question: Which day do you think we studied more?
Sunday, June 24, 2007
I am feeling so crapified right now.
Crapified is not even a real word.
I really enjoyed myself this holiday. My very very first holiday in 3+ years. A pity it's only 2 weeks long. Time sure does fly past real fast. Yea. I can't wait for this year to be over. Then again not, coz that means I'm leaving secell.
Ok. Why is everyone calling me a mugger? Ok, not everyone lar. You know how things just have to happen twice before people start using words like EVERYone and EVERYtime. Like you just have to be late TWICE and people would say you are ALWAYS late. Strange isn't it? Ok, back to the point. I can bet you that the people ard me in school studied more than me. And i'm quite certain Joey studied more than me since she could stay over and actually do E Maths. Wah! Right. Ok. I shall just take it as a compliment. Smart :D
I'm in such a rubbish mood, i'm talking nonsense. Why am I even blogging!?
I should just go to sleep.
zzz.
Crapified is not even a real word.
I really enjoyed myself this holiday. My very very first holiday in 3+ years. A pity it's only 2 weeks long. Time sure does fly past real fast. Yea. I can't wait for this year to be over. Then again not, coz that means I'm leaving secell.
Ok. Why is everyone calling me a mugger? Ok, not everyone lar. You know how things just have to happen twice before people start using words like EVERYone and EVERYtime. Like you just have to be late TWICE and people would say you are ALWAYS late. Strange isn't it? Ok, back to the point. I can bet you that the people ard me in school studied more than me. And i'm quite certain Joey studied more than me since she could stay over and actually do E Maths. Wah! Right. Ok. I shall just take it as a compliment. Smart :D
I'm in such a rubbish mood, i'm talking nonsense. Why am I even blogging!?
I should just go to sleep.
zzz.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
I learnt something special tonight.
Read it S l o w.
We sat there in the darkness, certain we were doing the right thing heading the right way. It started off with a failed attempt at playing the guitar before deciding that you didn't need music to sing. Maybe the occasional laughter and the lack of focus should have warned us. But no. After all, that was how things usually went on sundays before service. Besides we were doing the christian thing, if i may dare label it as such. We were, praying.
It was after awhile. A really looong while. With chunks of conversations and more prayer. Only then did something start to happen. I would call it the beginning of the end. Ok, not the end, but the beginning of that life changing moment. One by one, we fell silent. I still had things I wanted to pray about, but I didn't dare to. Somehow, I suddenly found my prayers pathetic. Plus, I could feel a sense of gloom/anger descending upon us. Someone was angry. The rest kept quiet, unsure of what to do, faced with that anger. Then, after sometime, something caught my eye. It was a little flash of light- reflected through a tear. Someone was crying.
She spoke her piece, unleashing a whole lot of feeling within the rest of us. All fell silent after that. Then this time I heard rather than saw, another one crying. Soon I too was in tears and blessed the darkness that hide our shame. He is King! He is the Almighty! But look at what we did. We treated our God like a servant. We've missed the mark and was heading the wrong way.
This is not the way to pray. We directed our request to a name called God. But there was no being attached to that name. We had no idea who we were talking to. We asked but never really expected it to be answered because we didn't recognize the power He wield nor the authority He had. Authority over ALL things. [read that again. Slow-ly.]
Then a voice said into the empty silence, there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. Yet another silence ensued. Then the voice rang out again, this time shaping a melody. It sang, "When the music fades, all is stripped away..."
I tell you, that is probably the first time I have ever felt like I completely understood what the writer was trying to bring across when he penned that song. It wasn't just a few lines. It was EVERY SINGLE LINE. The whole song. And I meant every word of it.
Well, I didn't sing it, for fear of ruining the ... effect. Imagine, a clear, crystalline voice ringing into the darkness with utmost sincerity. It was a beautiful moment. I did sing it in my heart though. A silent plea of forgiveness.
It ended. We gathered. We prayed.
This time, doing it right. Heading the right way.
A lesson taught, a lesson learnt.
I rest my case.
[Events may have been dramatised a little, but the meaning stays the same.]
P.S. pardon any grammatical errors. It IS 3 am in the morning and I did spend the "whole day" in church "studying".
Read it S l o w.
We sat there in the darkness, certain we were doing the right thing heading the right way. It started off with a failed attempt at playing the guitar before deciding that you didn't need music to sing. Maybe the occasional laughter and the lack of focus should have warned us. But no. After all, that was how things usually went on sundays before service. Besides we were doing the christian thing, if i may dare label it as such. We were, praying.
It was after awhile. A really looong while. With chunks of conversations and more prayer. Only then did something start to happen. I would call it the beginning of the end. Ok, not the end, but the beginning of that life changing moment. One by one, we fell silent. I still had things I wanted to pray about, but I didn't dare to. Somehow, I suddenly found my prayers pathetic. Plus, I could feel a sense of gloom/anger descending upon us. Someone was angry. The rest kept quiet, unsure of what to do, faced with that anger. Then, after sometime, something caught my eye. It was a little flash of light- reflected through a tear. Someone was crying.
She spoke her piece, unleashing a whole lot of feeling within the rest of us. All fell silent after that. Then this time I heard rather than saw, another one crying. Soon I too was in tears and blessed the darkness that hide our shame. He is King! He is the Almighty! But look at what we did. We treated our God like a servant. We've missed the mark and was heading the wrong way.
This is not the way to pray. We directed our request to a name called God. But there was no being attached to that name. We had no idea who we were talking to. We asked but never really expected it to be answered because we didn't recognize the power He wield nor the authority He had. Authority over ALL things. [read that again. Slow-ly.]
Then a voice said into the empty silence, there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. Yet another silence ensued. Then the voice rang out again, this time shaping a melody. It sang, "When the music fades, all is stripped away..."
I tell you, that is probably the first time I have ever felt like I completely understood what the writer was trying to bring across when he penned that song. It wasn't just a few lines. It was EVERY SINGLE LINE. The whole song. And I meant every word of it.
Well, I didn't sing it, for fear of ruining the ... effect. Imagine, a clear, crystalline voice ringing into the darkness with utmost sincerity. It was a beautiful moment. I did sing it in my heart though. A silent plea of forgiveness.
It ended. We gathered. We prayed.
This time, doing it right. Heading the right way.
A lesson taught, a lesson learnt.
I rest my case.
[Events may have been dramatised a little, but the meaning stays the same.]
P.S. pardon any grammatical errors. It IS 3 am in the morning and I did spend the "whole day" in church "studying".
Thursday, June 21, 2007
This is what I get whenever I do work. MORE WORK.That's coz I'm going to have to pack up that mess. Not that it's bad or hard. In fact, can be quite satisfying knowing you're just reduce the list of "things to do that left undone would bring much guilt". Anyway it will get cleaned up either before I go to bed or when i next need to use the table. Whichever comes first.
I think I do more work when I'll be going out then when I just stay at home. Yesterday started off well, but I ruined it by spending the whole afternoon till night watching 2 movies and 4 episodes of Que Sera Sera. Right. It left me with the feeling of guilt once again. No wonder they say that Satan's methods never change. It just so effective. I'm gonna need more discipline or just totally flee from temptation. Why sit there and resist? Good thing there isn't a comp in my room.
Okays. I've finally brought an end to the tug-of-war in my head by resolving to start piano lessons again. Partly because I'm so free nowadays I need something else to fill my time. Plus I kinda miss it. So i'm on the hunt for a piano teacher. Should i go to a school or have it private?
Suggestions anyone?
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Today's the day I studied the most.
Well, not really study, but I started on my holiday homework. But that doesn't mean I didn't "play" still. Went out to watch Silver Surfer with Dan and Shalom despite the fact that it was almost cancelled. Haha.
I must say that the dinner conversation was MOST interesting. I would say I was on the verge of becoming a gossipmonger. Haha. Don't know what the future would hold, but I'm prepared to sit back, relax and enjoy that the show I presume would start in time to come.
The fact that I'm sitting back makes me realise that my name has never really been attached to scandals before. Hah. That's eliz for you. I stand by and watch and try not to draw attention to myself. As a result I haven't had cases of people hating me but neither do I have cases of people liking me. Not that kind of like lar. The friend friend type. At times, when I'm feeling pessimistic, I would wonder whether I'm invincible because my needs and wants are sometimes overlooked by others. It's those cases that make me start to be indifferent to certain things. But well, I know that that's not true. There are people who care and people who notice. When they don't, then that's how I start keeping lots of things to myself.
Then I came to know God. That's when He started teaching me to open myself up to both Him and to other people. That's when I also realised that I feel like I don't receive love because I shut myself away from it.
I only started remembering things like that recently as I begin to spend more time with God again. Last night I spent about an hour reading his word, praying and talking to God. Shiok. I went through all the special encounters I had with God and all the stuff He said to me through someone else. How I cared too much about what other's expected out of me, about being a peacemaker and prayer person, plus the godly guy and how the frontline's not my spot. The call at the radical conference, the numbness/electric sensation, and the one point in which He was pleased with me. One of the major ones was about the Transforming Power of His love. How could I forget? But I did. I forgot all those stuff. Praise God for He is good. He restores :)
I then thought about my gifts and where I might fit. I'm not too sure still. But I arrived at the conclusion that being in the worship ministry is not wrong. Maybe not terribly right. But not wrong either.
It feels like the future seems brighten now. Not all gloomy and depressing. Realised that I've been worrying more about the future in the past 2 months. Seems like it's true that when you have God you worry less.
Don't know what's in stored for me, but I bet it's gonna be good! :)
I ate too much of this.
Well, not really study, but I started on my holiday homework. But that doesn't mean I didn't "play" still. Went out to watch Silver Surfer with Dan and Shalom despite the fact that it was almost cancelled. Haha.
I must say that the dinner conversation was MOST interesting. I would say I was on the verge of becoming a gossipmonger. Haha. Don't know what the future would hold, but I'm prepared to sit back, relax and enjoy that the show I presume would start in time to come.
The fact that I'm sitting back makes me realise that my name has never really been attached to scandals before. Hah. That's eliz for you. I stand by and watch and try not to draw attention to myself. As a result I haven't had cases of people hating me but neither do I have cases of people liking me. Not that kind of like lar. The friend friend type. At times, when I'm feeling pessimistic, I would wonder whether I'm invincible because my needs and wants are sometimes overlooked by others. It's those cases that make me start to be indifferent to certain things. But well, I know that that's not true. There are people who care and people who notice. When they don't, then that's how I start keeping lots of things to myself.
Then I came to know God. That's when He started teaching me to open myself up to both Him and to other people. That's when I also realised that I feel like I don't receive love because I shut myself away from it.
I only started remembering things like that recently as I begin to spend more time with God again. Last night I spent about an hour reading his word, praying and talking to God. Shiok. I went through all the special encounters I had with God and all the stuff He said to me through someone else. How I cared too much about what other's expected out of me, about being a peacemaker and prayer person, plus the godly guy and how the frontline's not my spot. The call at the radical conference, the numbness/electric sensation, and the one point in which He was pleased with me. One of the major ones was about the Transforming Power of His love. How could I forget? But I did. I forgot all those stuff. Praise God for He is good. He restores :)
I then thought about my gifts and where I might fit. I'm not too sure still. But I arrived at the conclusion that being in the worship ministry is not wrong. Maybe not terribly right. But not wrong either.
It feels like the future seems brighten now. Not all gloomy and depressing. Realised that I've been worrying more about the future in the past 2 months. Seems like it's true that when you have God you worry less.
Don't know what's in stored for me, but I bet it's gonna be good! :)
I ate too much of this.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Currently feeling quite zoned.
All I did today was to play badminton for about an hour. No stamina lar liz. Tsk tsk.
Ok I should stop talking to myself.
I realised this morning that Joey and I stopped our weekly tuesday prayer meetings the moment we hit 2007. Also, many of the fun and engaging activities in which we actually learn stuff during Secell were before we hit the year 2007 too. When we had those meetings, we would pray for the Church and for Secell. Both sort of died off when we hit 2007. Got link? No? Maybe?
Sometimes I feel that when we pray, we don't really believe that what we ask for will come to pass. Oh, we sure HOPE it would come to pass, but we don't really expect it to come to pass.
I waited with Joey for about 20 mins before 857 turned up. When you're at the bus stop, you're 100% certain that the bus will turn up. It may be later than sooner, but you know that as long as you're there eventually the bus would turn up.
... ... ... ...
Ok i was going to link it to something about God but then, I lost it.
Anyway, I feel like I've been hiding from something for the past 6 months. But now I'm really really trying to come back and I think God's dealing with me right now. He's been reminding me about lots of stuff that I had understood about God but somehow had forgotten it during the period of hiding. I didn't realize it but my blog had changed. It's gotten so ... ordinary. Reminds me of what Joey said. How did Christianity become so ordinary? Christ was extraodinary.
Something's happening to me. God is working something in me. It's a messy work so I'm getting messed up. Dp bear with the unfocused post that I may churn out. Like this one. Hah.
Blog in transit.
( I can't rmb what was my origianl intent of this post at all. Hmm. )
All I did today was to play badminton for about an hour. No stamina lar liz. Tsk tsk.
Ok I should stop talking to myself.
I realised this morning that Joey and I stopped our weekly tuesday prayer meetings the moment we hit 2007. Also, many of the fun and engaging activities in which we actually learn stuff during Secell were before we hit the year 2007 too. When we had those meetings, we would pray for the Church and for Secell. Both sort of died off when we hit 2007. Got link? No? Maybe?
Sometimes I feel that when we pray, we don't really believe that what we ask for will come to pass. Oh, we sure HOPE it would come to pass, but we don't really expect it to come to pass.
I waited with Joey for about 20 mins before 857 turned up. When you're at the bus stop, you're 100% certain that the bus will turn up. It may be later than sooner, but you know that as long as you're there eventually the bus would turn up.
... ... ... ...
Ok i was going to link it to something about God but then, I lost it.
Anyway, I feel like I've been hiding from something for the past 6 months. But now I'm really really trying to come back and I think God's dealing with me right now. He's been reminding me about lots of stuff that I had understood about God but somehow had forgotten it during the period of hiding. I didn't realize it but my blog had changed. It's gotten so ... ordinary. Reminds me of what Joey said. How did Christianity become so ordinary? Christ was extraodinary.
Something's happening to me. God is working something in me. It's a messy work so I'm getting messed up. Dp bear with the unfocused post that I may churn out. Like this one. Hah.
Blog in transit.
( I can't rmb what was my origianl intent of this post at all. Hmm. )
So I went for dinner with the Fung Family, Dan, Karen, OCX and Syl-vyn. We had a TASTY, kinda ex meal at a coffeeshop. I was kinda stone. Am feeling kinda stone right now too. So well, let the pictures give you a brief idea of what happened.
The FUNG family praying together.
Quite funny and quite cute.
Daniel was caught peeping. HAH!
Headed to Ice 3 despite our mostly full stomach.
The Ice-cream was quite good! Not as bad as Yiwei made it sound.
I was still chewing the not so nice marshmallow kabab thing.
Bad lighting. HAH.
But that's coz the place was cosy.
We were sitting, isolated and just before the toilet :/
OCX was suppose to be acting greedy.
But doesn't it look more constipated?
Daniel Fung and his strawberry ice-cream!
The strawberry was HUGE and sour. Or so they say.
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There's still the other half of the table who were eating chocolate fondue. Yum!
But no pics :( Sorry!
Was meant to be a treat by Dan but Shalom's dad ended up paying.
Somehow I feel like I've been getting lots of free meals this holiday :/
I'm grateful for them anyhow. Thanks everyone!!!
The FUNG family praying together.Quite funny and quite cute.
Daniel was caught peeping. HAH!
Headed to Ice 3 despite our mostly full stomach.The Ice-cream was quite good! Not as bad as Yiwei made it sound.
I was still chewing the not so nice marshmallow kabab thing.Bad lighting. HAH.
But that's coz the place was cosy.
We were sitting, isolated and just before the toilet :/
OCX was suppose to be acting greedy.But doesn't it look more constipated?
Daniel Fung and his strawberry ice-cream!The strawberry was HUGE and sour. Or so they say.
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There's still the other half of the table who were eating chocolate fondue. Yum!
But no pics :( Sorry!
Was meant to be a treat by Dan but Shalom's dad ended up paying.
Somehow I feel like I've been getting lots of free meals this holiday :/
I'm grateful for them anyhow. Thanks everyone!!!
A glimpse.
It's been a long time since I've blogged anything related to God.
Somehow, I feel that I need God to Be myself. If I drift away from Him, I begin to lose myself and start to be someone I'm not. Someone I don't want to be. An empty shell, a meaningless exsistance. It's like I've gotten hooked on Him and I can't get too far before I feel the noose tightening around my neck and so back I run. Like I need Him to have my identity. I need Him to breathe and to live.
I can't describe it well. But that's how He has become to me.
Something seems to be changing and I can't quite place my finger on it.
It's been a long time since I've blogged anything related to God.
Somehow, I feel that I need God to Be myself. If I drift away from Him, I begin to lose myself and start to be someone I'm not. Someone I don't want to be. An empty shell, a meaningless exsistance. It's like I've gotten hooked on Him and I can't get too far before I feel the noose tightening around my neck and so back I run. Like I need Him to have my identity. I need Him to breathe and to live.
I can't describe it well. But that's how He has become to me.
Something seems to be changing and I can't quite place my finger on it.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
This is Joey. She is my yokefellow. She is quite MAD.
These are the three girls that came when the guys stayed over. They are quite mad too.
This is a really blur and messed up picture.Shalom's on the left and Dan's on the right.
He looks like a martian with the \/ sign.
His facial expression makes him look half-crazed too.
This is Karen. My mentor and ex-cell leader.She's bemoaning the fact that she's not a beautiful stick.
This is Shalom.This is also the third picture I've blogged of her snoozing in the recent month.
This is Scruffy.He is quite mad.
I've heard that dogs take on the characteristics of their owners :/
This is his mad owner.If you heard him bark and heard her laugh, you would think the saying is true.
Conclusion: I've been surrounded by mad people.
This is the end of the post.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Time for an update. Many things that I learnt need to be recorded.
The non-stop action has turned me away from my blog. Haha. With 3 sleepovers at my hse and 1 at Shalom's hse, that's hardly surprising. What's surprising is that this holiday has turned out to be the most packed with the least amount of homework given. I'm in my O lvl year! Well, maybe that's the reason why, though it doesn't make sense.
I must say that sec 4 life is rather different from what I've known for the past 3 years. Holidays are never holidays because there's always band practices or activities plus tons of homework. Other than for the first 2 week of rather slack lessons, I'm quite free this time round.
It's a new experience for me to feel cooped up and restless at home. An experience I only felt this year. For the past 3 years, home has always been a place to rest and unwind after a long tiring day. I never minded wasting my saturday afternoon doing mindless stuff at home. Now I do. It feels like I've been stuck in the house for too many hours and doing too much mindless stuff. Not a nice feeling. I don't want to hate home.
Recently, I've learnt that I'm more of a neat freak that I thought I was. Areas under my responsibility HAVE TO BE CLEANED before I can sleep. I realised that coz I found myself cleaning the hall and my room in the wee hours. Esp when there are ppl over. Talk about nuts :/
I've also resolved to earn enough so that I can hire a maid. Cleaning the house is only for tough people. Haha. Whoever said that being a housewife is easy must have been mad. If you're mom's a housewife you should shower her with thanks everyday. Note: it's HOUSEWIFE hor. Not tai tais.
Another point. Having ppl over at your house can be rather tiring. It requires a fair bit of giving and selflessness to be a good host. So it's good that sleepovers are hardly ever squashed up in a week. I was half dead and starting to turn petty by the time all 3 sleepovers were done with. It's a wonder why parents always rather have kids over instead of sending their kids off to other people's house.
Rah. Kind of tired now, but don't really feel like stopping. Anyway things look set to keep going till monday.
Photos when I have the time!
The non-stop action has turned me away from my blog. Haha. With 3 sleepovers at my hse and 1 at Shalom's hse, that's hardly surprising. What's surprising is that this holiday has turned out to be the most packed with the least amount of homework given. I'm in my O lvl year! Well, maybe that's the reason why, though it doesn't make sense.
I must say that sec 4 life is rather different from what I've known for the past 3 years. Holidays are never holidays because there's always band practices or activities plus tons of homework. Other than for the first 2 week of rather slack lessons, I'm quite free this time round.
It's a new experience for me to feel cooped up and restless at home. An experience I only felt this year. For the past 3 years, home has always been a place to rest and unwind after a long tiring day. I never minded wasting my saturday afternoon doing mindless stuff at home. Now I do. It feels like I've been stuck in the house for too many hours and doing too much mindless stuff. Not a nice feeling. I don't want to hate home.
Recently, I've learnt that I'm more of a neat freak that I thought I was. Areas under my responsibility HAVE TO BE CLEANED before I can sleep. I realised that coz I found myself cleaning the hall and my room in the wee hours. Esp when there are ppl over. Talk about nuts :/
I've also resolved to earn enough so that I can hire a maid. Cleaning the house is only for tough people. Haha. Whoever said that being a housewife is easy must have been mad. If you're mom's a housewife you should shower her with thanks everyday. Note: it's HOUSEWIFE hor. Not tai tais.
Another point. Having ppl over at your house can be rather tiring. It requires a fair bit of giving and selflessness to be a good host. So it's good that sleepovers are hardly ever squashed up in a week. I was half dead and starting to turn petty by the time all 3 sleepovers were done with. It's a wonder why parents always rather have kids over instead of sending their kids off to other people's house.
Rah. Kind of tired now, but don't really feel like stopping. Anyway things look set to keep going till monday.
Photos when I have the time!
Saturday, June 09, 2007
I went to watch Shrek 3 with the people from bishan homefellowship on friday night. Note to all, don't part with your cash just to watch Shrek 3. Simply not worth it. Anyway, on the way out we saw that door and decided to test whether what it stated was true. We could open the door. Time when photo was taken? 11+pm. Ho hum.
Haha. So Karen and Joey came to stay over. Karen took a nap while Joey and I goofed around with our cam before heading down to the pool. Time: 12+ am. Starting to go mad.
Yet another example. It's not surprising that we laughed at nothing while in the pool.
Our 4hr game of Shanghai that set many records that 
A rather unglam pictorial evidence of Karen watching white chicks at 7am in the morning. It's a surprise that Jon, the light sleeper, manage to snooze through despite her hysterical laughter.
Meanwhile, Joey was happily suffocating my poor teddy. He looks like he was in desperate need of help. HAHA.
After the Band Investiture today, headed over to Joyce's hse with Mai to play PS. Hah. Can't rmb the name of the racing game, but Mai completed the race in 4 mins, while I took 7 mins. See how fantastic my skills at playing racing games are! Hahaha. Oooh, but I could beat her in the kiddy Disney racing game. Small consolation. And it was only because it was her first try while I had mastered the game when I was in primary school.
We then decided to relive the past and took out her DDR mat. HAHA! Mai's first try once again. I was tired out 15 mins into the game. I remember how Joey and I used to play for an hour before taking a break. Ooh, lost my stamina. But that's okay! Coz I borrowed the mats so that we can practice when I stay over at Joey's house~ Gaaah!!!Ok madness. Totally worn out now. Oooh, more exciting things to come! ^^
It's 7.28am in the morning and I'm still awake.
I'm going to bed soon, but Karen is still laughing happily in the midst of the comedy White Chicks. Haha. I guess this is the closest we can get to the bible camp we missed out on.
News update.
The record for the highest score in Shanghai, formerly held by Shalom, has been totally thrashed by Joey with a whopping 1176!!! Talk about WOW.
We've also broken the record for no. of cards and no. of rounds played in a single match with a 21 and an 18 respectively. Talk about madness. Our hands ache.
We also made a new record for the longest time spent playing one round of shanghai. We started when we watched The Devil wears Prada all the way till the end of Troy. You do the math.
Currently debating on whether I should attempt to break the record for no. of hours spent awake. The last I had was a 36 i think, which I made together with my brother.
Maybe not. I still have to turn up for POP later. Or maybe that's why I should.
Gone are the days of Polar Bears and here comes the Shanghai wave.
My brain isn't functioning properly anymore so I think I shall end here.
Pictures for later, when I can get to my own comp.
Goodnight! morning!!
I'm going to bed soon, but Karen is still laughing happily in the midst of the comedy White Chicks. Haha. I guess this is the closest we can get to the bible camp we missed out on.
News update.
The record for the highest score in Shanghai, formerly held by Shalom, has been totally thrashed by Joey with a whopping 1176!!! Talk about WOW.
We've also broken the record for no. of cards and no. of rounds played in a single match with a 21 and an 18 respectively. Talk about madness. Our hands ache.
We also made a new record for the longest time spent playing one round of shanghai. We started when we watched The Devil wears Prada all the way till the end of Troy. You do the math.
Currently debating on whether I should attempt to break the record for no. of hours spent awake. The last I had was a 36 i think, which I made together with my brother.
Maybe not. I still have to turn up for POP later. Or maybe that's why I should.
Gone are the days of Polar Bears and here comes the Shanghai wave.
My brain isn't functioning properly anymore so I think I shall end here.
Pictures for later, when I can get to my own comp.
Good
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
4 days without my parents in the house. I'm missing them. Surprise surprise.
Doesn't help that for the first time since I first learnt to iron, I accidently touch the iron. Ouch. Now there's a little scar. Things would have been different if they were home.
Rah... it's so ironic. We always want what we do not have. I find myself wishing that my parents were here to nag at me when not too long ago I was wishing that they would not bother about me. ho hum.
I wonder how cameron highland is like. Awana was quite nice. Fond memories I have. I still remember the big hooha that was made because of our very first night there. Who doesn't? When innocent minds first begin to learn something of the big bad world out there and of man's sinful nature that often does what we hate to do. Hah.
Oh well. There's always next year. That's IF i go to a JC or to a poly that doesn't have clashing schedules. For now I'll reminiscence of the past.
Well you can tell why I really enjoy Bible camps. Or camps for that matter. Put Shalom and I together on the first or last night and what you get is a pair of wackos. Haha. I put this up though it's quite unglam for me just so the point gets emphasised. I think I was quite mad o.O
Doesn't help that for the first time since I first learnt to iron, I accidently touch the iron. Ouch. Now there's a little scar. Things would have been different if they were home.
Rah... it's so ironic. We always want what we do not have. I find myself wishing that my parents were here to nag at me when not too long ago I was wishing that they would not bother about me. ho hum.
I wonder how cameron highland is like. Awana was quite nice. Fond memories I have. I still remember the big hooha that was made because of our very first night there. Who doesn't? When innocent minds first begin to learn something of the big bad world out there and of man's sinful nature that often does what we hate to do. Hah.
Oh well. There's always next year. That's IF i go to a JC or to a poly that doesn't have clashing schedules. For now I'll reminiscence of the past.
Well you can tell why I really enjoy Bible camps. Or camps for that matter. Put Shalom and I together on the first or last night and what you get is a pair of wackos. Haha. I put this up though it's quite unglam for me just so the point gets emphasised. I think I was quite mad o.O
Sunday, June 03, 2007
For the first time since we shifted to Amtech, I walked the long route out to the bus stop on my own. It was only 4 yet the church was already close. Seems like everyone has gone home to prepare for camp.
Having played cards and eaten dinner with friends for a few weeks now, it certainly feels strange to be back home early. Even stranger to be using the normal size playing cards instead of the mini ones Joey has.
Once again, there wasn't Secell but we ended up at Icekimo. And once again, it was a treat by the leaders :D Thank you! I think they pamper us too much :/
Oooh. Seems like someone's really hungry O.O
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
HAHAHA! Wondering what she's laughing at?
The normal size cards that look giagantic!
She just can't stop now can she?
A puzzled Hui Jun stares even as she learns the game for the 1st time.
Tsk tsk. Karen's CHEATING! Not.
Christine's learning Shanghai for the first time too.
Having played cards and eaten dinner with friends for a few weeks now, it certainly feels strange to be back home early. Even stranger to be using the normal size playing cards instead of the mini ones Joey has.
Once again, there wasn't Secell but we ended up at Icekimo. And once again, it was a treat by the leaders :D Thank you! I think they pamper us too much :/
Oooh. Seems like someone's really hungry O.OAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.HAHAHA! Wondering what she's laughing at?The normal size cards that look giagantic!She just can't stop now can she?A puzzled Hui Jun stares even as she learns the game for the 1st time.
Tsk tsk. Karen's CHEATING! Not.Christine's learning Shanghai for the first time too.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Time to upload all the pictures I owe.
I gave up waiting to receive the photos from other people. I wondered why I had so few photos in my phone. Then I realise that's because Joey's always going "Wait. Let's take a photo!" with that gleam in her eye. HAHA. So all the photos end up with her. I shall bluetooth it to myself tomorrow then upload them. Ok, a bit no link but that's how I always am. Or so people say.
Right. I haven't been spending my time productively. It feels like I'm on some kind of korean marathon right now. I've recently cleared The Secret Lovers, Delightful Girl Choon Hyang, Hello Miss! and currently halfway through My Girl. That's 4 korean dramas in ONE month! Call me nuts. Oh, and there's the Witch one waiting for me on my brother's laptop. Gahhhhhh!!! Care to go out with me anyone? That's the only way for me to stop. Hah.
I just came back from Vivo. Went there for the first time. Don't have much to say about that place because I didn't really look around. Strange right? How can 2 girls go to a big shopping mall and not go shopping!?!?! Well, I went straight to the bookshop to look for Joey before we headed to the top for our dinner date. Ended up sitting on the grass patch to eat our dinner in the dark coz food republic was so crowded. Though it was quite nice to lie on the pricky grass and stare up into the sky while talking abt everything and nothing. Karen and OCX came to join us for awhile since they happened to be there too. Ooh, what I can't stand about Vivo is that it is flooded with couples everywhere who have no qualms about displaying their affections in public. Tsk. Go rent a room!
Hah. Going to church in a couple of hours :D
Happyness!
Visit to Hay Dairies
Milking mummies up for grabs! Dial 6309542 to order now! ^^
Hmm are they fighting or doing the heart to heart or in this case head to head thing?
Don't know what's coming for him. O.O!
I found the sign quite redundant. HAHA.
Read it again. Their speeeling isd guite baad.
HAHA. Not funny -.-"
WELCOME to the curly hair club!!! ^^
Check out my creepy eyes.
Tsk. Unglam picture of Shalom caught in the middle of a snooze.
Tsk tsk. Now Joey's doing the same.
That's a seat in the aquariam btw.
Icekimo Ice-Cream
Kawaii~ ^-^ Looks good neh?
Thursday
The only picture taken on that day that I have with me.
Haha. Taken in a rush when James gave us a lift to bishan.
Dinner Date at Vivo
We had to on both our flashes in order to take this picture.
It's also the only picture that I have with me. HAH.
I gave up waiting to receive the photos from other people. I wondered why I had so few photos in my phone. Then I realise that's because Joey's always going "Wait. Let's take a photo!" with that gleam in her eye. HAHA. So all the photos end up with her. I shall bluetooth it to myself tomorrow then upload them. Ok, a bit no link but that's how I always am. Or so people say.
Right. I haven't been spending my time productively. It feels like I'm on some kind of korean marathon right now. I've recently cleared The Secret Lovers, Delightful Girl Choon Hyang, Hello Miss! and currently halfway through My Girl. That's 4 korean dramas in ONE month! Call me nuts. Oh, and there's the Witch one waiting for me on my brother's laptop. Gahhhhhh!!! Care to go out with me anyone? That's the only way for me to stop. Hah.
I just came back from Vivo. Went there for the first time. Don't have much to say about that place because I didn't really look around. Strange right? How can 2 girls go to a big shopping mall and not go shopping!?!?! Well, I went straight to the bookshop to look for Joey before we headed to the top for our dinner date. Ended up sitting on the grass patch to eat our dinner in the dark coz food republic was so crowded. Though it was quite nice to lie on the pricky grass and stare up into the sky while talking abt everything and nothing. Karen and OCX came to join us for awhile since they happened to be there too. Ooh, what I can't stand about Vivo is that it is flooded with couples everywhere who have no qualms about displaying their affections in public. Tsk. Go rent a room!
Hah. Going to church in a couple of hours :D
Happyness!
Visit to Hay Dairies
Milking mummies up for grabs! Dial 6309542 to order now! ^^Hmm are they fighting or doing the heart to heart or in this case head to head thing?Don't know what's coming for him. O.O!I found the sign quite redundant. HAHA.Read it again. Their speeeling isd guite baad.
HAHA. Not funny -.-"WELCOME to the curly hair club!!! ^^Check out my creepy eyes.
Tsk. Unglam picture of Shalom caught in the middle of a snooze.Tsk tsk. Now Joey's doing the same.That's a seat in the aquariam btw.
Icekimo Ice-Cream
Kawaii~ ^-^ Looks good neh?Thursday
The only picture taken on that day that I have with me.Haha. Taken in a rush when James gave us a lift to bishan.
Dinner Date at Vivo
We had to on both our flashes in order to take this picture.It's also the only picture that I have with me. HAH.
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