new found jealousy

so since ive been so 'ooh yayy' sports and music of late, i finally found my longly awaited album. now everyone say yay! :)))) it wasnt all that worth it though, come to think of it. 20bucks for 10 songs. i think i could probably beg around to get paid for singing 10 songs of my own instead. haha.

the last 2 songs were so major emo, theres no way you can get through the song without thinking about your first love when you were k2. or something. haha, so that makes 80% of the album worth listening. there were a few that were ok, rest were good, but still! she should have added more retarded songs in! like her infamous macdonald rendition of i will survive. bahh, shirlyn, it was good, but could have been better.

and on top of that, i just had to come across lance armstrong's biography. its not like i dont have enough books on my waiting list. owell. it was cheap. so i couldnt resist. i never knew he had ball cancer! i just thought he was famous for tour de france! hmm. interesting. cant wait till my next hideaway at starbucks. yayy!

osim triathalon 2007

now i'm quite inspired to get myself fit again. though i know the feeling probably wouldnt last, i should sign up for all the major races coming up to retain the feeling. hur hur. standchart perhaps, might just do the trick.


so equan and i were at the osim triathalon for some random job thing. job scope: to scream and shout like crazy. haha! i'm serious. thats all we had to do, i.e. to cheer the competitors on. hehe.


it was fun! and i had eye candies to feast on. some, especially the under 23 ones looked so good. the girls too. if i had balls, i would have been drooling much. haha. sweetness man. particularly the girl who won the under23 competitive olympics distance. kimberly yap. such a beauty. haha.

and i even saw pamela chia competiting! my old old sch mate. i remember how she used to have to train for marathons when we were way younger. like her entire family would take part. it was crazy! but cool though, something id probably never be able to achieve in my lifetime. bleah. too bad glor.


there were a zillion gorgeous bikes there. ooh, i could just imagine riding one home. haha! i wannt.. though gracie's racer at home is supposed to suffice, but id still want my own own own!

i dont know how these people do it, but i doubt i can even get close to finishing the 10km run in like 2 hours. what more the 10km run, 1.5km swim and 20km cycle. hah! we shall see what happens at the end of the year during standchart. i can almost hear ambulance sirens ringing. haha.

then it started to pour. it didnt just rain, it stormed! the sea got way too choppy. it was scary. i was telling equan that for sg standards, the waves were huge!! the winds would have been perfect for surfing. haha, yes, im addicted.

owell.

my 6hour job was cut short by 3hours. so it wasnt all that bad having to travel all the way down. i got myself to esplanade after and sat at the library reading my book. seems to be happening more often these few days. i realised i quite love time alone. and if i had my laptop with me 24/7, i might be posting things that aint so outdated. darn, i hate backblogging. boo.

happy birthday tim!

i feel awful sleeping through his birthday especially since i promised id be there. i so ought to make it up somehow. boo! :( heard it wasnt that great a night either, but still, i should have been there nevertheless.


happy birthday timsum boy. you still owe me a lifetime worth of hello pandas. hur hur.

jack roddy down the hilllll

hur. rod in action, yet again.

we should go back to refilm a jill version. hahah.

hot coffees, long talks and old photos..

im totally stoned. i cant believe i actually lugged myself out of bed at 830 in the morning. lugged as in literally, head probably grew legs and attempted to walk towards the toilet whilst the rest of the body dragged along. urgh. i hate mornings.

and to think, i only managed to get to sleep at ard 6ish. i had such a wonderful talk last night with jay after he sent me home. something rare and unexpected, but was good. hurr. too bad it got interrupted with both my mothers nagging the hell out of me. tagged with the exact same lines, its already morning, why the hell are you still out. and both mothers meaning ben's the other. haha.

i could use more heart to heart talks like these.

anyway.

mom was brutal. i had no idea how she lashed at me like that. armed with neither a weapon nor a brain, she managed to send bullets through my head. i hate it when she screams just after waking up. and the intensity of her yelling is loud enough to enter the same league as those drink store aunties who would usually shout out your orders..

2 T-E-H P-E-N-G-S, 1 T-E-H-O-P-E-N-G A-N-D 4 G-R-E-E-N T-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-A-A-A-A-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S....

yes, it was that loud. now i know where my voice comes from for camps. i never seem to get the slightest ache in my throat regardless the number of days of camp.

i spent the entire day at vivo. skipped school to curl up comfortably at starbucks with my newly found book, notes from a small island, in hand, and a latte in the other. i love days like these.

then jay popped by and unveiled his terror bangkok trip. the amount of alcohol and ciggs would probably last anyone 70years!

then yyong popped by, then xinling, jose and finally rod. dinner was supposed to be awesome. till they took like 30freaking minutes to cook my instant noodles. darn them. i was starving. badly :(

we hung ard the opened deck till late. vivo should fully untilise its facilities at night too. whole place's a dead town. bleah. jay got back and we went down to westcoast macs and went through old photos for 3over hours. it was good.

and now, im awake, at an insane time. watch me sleep surf to timbuktu later. the weather had better hold. and id better make some friends at camp. though pms and socialising aint exactly best friends. boo. :(

us at the deck. and thats yyong attempting to wear my shoes. if you look carefully, she still has her own shoes on! thats how tiny her feet are. and perhaps, how huge mine is. haha.

bloody you

ive been so tired, irritable and crampy. i hate periods. stab me someone, please.

it aint fair. God should alternate periods between guys and girls. i mean, since you cant have EVERYONE getting it at the same time. if so, more viginia techs would occur. either way, whatever it is, God could have been a little more fair. id so rather be trudging through mud and complaining about my 2 years service to the govt than to bleed for approx. 120days in that 2 year period. bahh!

ive got a windsurfing camp tmr. i have no idea who else is going. and im having my bloody period. urgh. i hate this. the word bloody has never been more apt. rahh!

monday blues

im hungry.

i hate being hungry at this time. and ive sworn off supper. for this week at least. rod was telling me i should have fasted off suppers instead. haha. that MIGHT have been a bigger sacrifice. then again.. nahhhhhh. never.

school was really good today. i heart my lecturer to bits. though everyone else hated him. coz he's way too strict and picky. and even handed out a sheet of rules and regulations that he expects for the semester. but that aside, he honestly rocks. SIM badly needs more lecturers like him. hes articulate in what he presents. and ive never seen myself write as much notes in one lecture as i have in his, today. awesome. we shall clone him. hur hur.

now where on earth did that warped idea come from.

urgh, its 4ish am. im incoherent. spare me.

dinner in town just now with the rest was really funny. i still dont understand how jose ripped his pants at wisma. haha, too bad i wasnt there to whip out the camera in time. poor boy, he was so so embarrassed. think his "i love my mommy" underwear said a big loud hello to the rest of wisma. hahaha.

ive got a windsurfing camp coming up this weekend. ive been way too busy these past 2 months. i need more time to myself. and its good i guess, going for the windsurf camp. no ones going with me. so it'll be a good time getting to know more people. yay!

im just praying the mask doesnt fall on my head like how it did on equan a couple of years back. haha!

im still deciding on the wakefest. urgh! priorities! decisions! how i hate them both!

rod asked whats the point of fasting if your main objective at the end of it is to open like 200 bottles or something. then if the longing to drink subsides after the 40days, it isnt much of a scarifice is it? haha! like, if ure fasting off say, food. then after 40days, you kinda no longer need to eat, it doesnt make sense does it.

it just struck me. im wondering whether the korean missionaries are still alive. its so scary. let God intervene. we all know he has a greater purpose. somehow. oh God, help.

gabriel msged about the taleban thing and all today. and its just scary. the human race have morphed into an animalistic killing rampage. sad but true.

oh God, help!

peace!

black eye PEACE!
hurhur.

like i mentioned, its 4am.

haha, thats it. i should so sleep. tmrs gonna be a hell long day. driving down lim chu kang better not be as terrorising as last last week tmr. i dont quite look forward to seeing another horde of CD rhinos and diving unit trucks cluttered outside camp. speaking of which, meigu told us over dinner that the kid who died is her cousin's kid. hence making him my distant distant cousin! oh mama! scary. its either way too coincidental, or like what christine would normally say, "glor, your family is just too big!" haha. i honestly cannot agree more. gloria, over and out!

PUMP IT 2A1!!

right. i think you guys have been waiting a tad too long for this post. here goes.

camp was awesome. i know I'd always say this after a camp, but these kids were really really different. you know how you'd always say the kids were good, and then think back after a week or so, and know they werent all that great. but these kids, no, MY kids were superb. they really did live up to the expectations that were set way before camp. like everyone always snatches to do Bowen camps because the kids were always good. regardless of the cohort. coolness. i loveee.



so there. under the circumstances i was in, handling an entire class wasnt all that great. i mean, i really did need help. and my mirror just wasnt up to it. urgh. it was way frustrating at times, and i could probably rant on forever about him, but i shant. after all, my kids are reading this. hur.


<--us on a low e wall.

it was funny. i actually got forced into doing the low elements with them. i would have gladly done the high elements and probably grab like 20 kids to belay me, but nooooo, i HAD to get myself involved with the low Es. haha! how ironic, telling them, oh! come on! try it, it'll be fun! and on the other hand, would so rather be skipping it altogether. i really did try my best suppressing the image of me lazing on a beach with an icy cold beer whilst facing the Mediterranean sea or something. it happens when ure suffering badly from alcohol withdrawal. nothing seems complete without a beer to go along these days. darn it.

i swear id party hard after this is over. wait, id save that for later.

anyway.

bowen, yes bowen.

it was good. i loved my kids a whole lot. even terence's group. kinda reminded me of my fuhua camp where steven mostly led. which made me feel very inadequate. but still! i could have used a little more help! boo!

campfire prep got a little panicky. whatever it is, thank God for the rain. though we missed out on kayaking. and that the kids went almost berserk knowing it's been cancelled, especially since they were seconds away from carrying the kayaks down, it gave us a load more time to bond. i highly doubt the group would have been what it was without that 5 hours of being stuck under the same hut. it was good. we could always use more of that in future camps. i made sure i learnt my cheers this time. and trust me, i was at hypersonic retarded mode. the kids can vouch for that. someone must have sugardosed me. hur hur.

as much as i was there to teach, i believe they probably taught me way more. i always believed that no one is kapoot by nature. God just didnt design us to be so. and it was true! kids that constantly got on my nerves, those that needed a full blast of patience proved me right during campfire. that no one is born lazy, or unwilling to participate. its all in the head. all in the mind whether they wanted to be a part of the group. that really did impress me.

it was a first, working with andrew. and though i wasnt completely sold to his style of doing camps, it wasnt all the bad either. and though verons camps may be way stricter, there seems to be more order and discipline even. it was strange not demanding the kids to get their shirts tucked in. owell.

this lot of instructors were a crazy lot too! haha. maybe not AS crazy as the previous batch, but im sure theyve all got the potential to be so. hur hur. i cant stand how tall greg is! amy and i have got our arms stretched out high!!!! darn it!

whatever it is, whoever it is, id pray never to lose my drive to teach. to equip, to impart. and despite the hard work, satisfaction from reading what the kids have to say after camp makes it all worth while. the sore throat, massive lack of sleep and comfort and having EXTREMELY bad smelly feet seems like a good trade off after all.

speaking of feet, it stunk so bad it almost made me nauseous. maybe that was why my kids were so darn obedient. they were probably fearing id shove their faces into my shoes. hur hur. it was awful! it rained so hard during camp, my shoes were constantly soaked. mud sweat and rain truly isnt the best combination ever.

anyhoo.

thanks 2A1, you should know how i miss you guys dont you? :) study hard!

POR KEE's eating house

i think ive completely lost the drive to play frisbee. i just cant seem to get my ass off the ground when training/pick up starts. i mean, i still do enjoy tossing and running ard but a full set of first to 7s just doesnt entice my ass off the ground anymore. i think my month long of mianess in june has caused the sudden indifference. boo.

i want to enjoy the game. my church's been crazy over it for years. now my friends are too. i wanna be a part of it. and i was the one who brought frisbee to rod and bapok. now they seem to be enjoying it way more than me! hmm. strange.

dinner was awesome. we ate at a restaurant called por kee's eating house. or something like that. hahahha, stupid. and nat was wrapped up like a china doll. how cute. my little lump of fat.

everyone thinks she has gabriel's mickey mouse ears and angie's nose. that aint exactly the perfect combination. im hoping she doesnt get my giant hands and feet. if not, i just might have to save all my shoes for her. hur hur.

gracie kept screaming, PASS THE PARCEL, over dinner. so nat kept going around in circles ard the table. poor kid. think she must have been wondering why her parents grew an extra 20 set of arms. haha. at least, she didnt try breastfeeding off everyone. THAT would have been hilarious. haha. oh natty nutty natty. :)))

count on him singapore!

hahahhahaha! i kinda just cleared my mail and finally watched this video Sunand sent a while back. its freaking hilarious. ooh, i heart dick now. no, dick lee. yes dick lee. hahahahah. whee!

subzero marina

this is strange. for once im actually pleased that monday has finally arrived. guess im shaking off the garfield syndrome within.

im at subzero marina square macs downing my supposedly hot tea. or what rod would call, maplesyrup water. hurhur. its crazy. i can never understand how marina square blasts their aircons till this extent. urgh. like i was just at mango, and they even had an aircon vent above every changing room cubicle. ridiculous. it'll be instances like these where people get tempted to buy those gorgeous thick furry jackets. haha. darn good marketing strategy i must say.

our little date has been intruded by way too many people. seems like having one on one coffee is becoming a harder feat these few days. i mean, its fun going out in a big group. but sometimes, the group needs a little alone time too. like, you cant talk much about anything at all in a group. i dont know. its queer. and lionel might be coming down later too. thats gonna feel a little strange. i think im being way too harsh. but who cares. for the things he said, and for disappearing just like that, he'd need to try harder to win this friendship back. too bad for stepping out in the first place.

ive been so addicted to macs tea lately. and even though its just lipton, the maplesyrup makes a hell load of difference. i can have like 20 cups a day. ditching all concerns about thining my blood out the window. haha. id just pop 20 more iron pills the next time i donate blood.

ive had a week load of shopping and suppers. its crazy. i so need to cut down. suppering just aint doing it for me. i see more glorias around my waist. and i honestly aint enjoying the extra company. haha.

so there, here's to a week of less suppers and a lot less shopping. come to think of it, blowing 120bucks at the first store i walked into at marina just now isnt all that appealing to me now. thats like almost 2 days of screaming my brains out at camp. bahh. i hate being broke. boo! feed me someone, feed me!

hah! awesome! rods here. im so loving his new raybans. i should get myself one of these. coolness man!

common language

i so badly need to cut down on suppers. went for kerong's jazz performance thing at the esplanade just a while ago. had supper with gracie, dan, daph and jan at gluttons bay. then down to liangseah where i pinched off a great deal of fries from yyongs plate. then down to newton to meet ben. man, i so need to start eating right! bahh!

kerong's was superb, as usual. cant wait for blujazz this friday. it'll be good, that im sure. hope it aint too packed!

T R A N S F O R M E R S

more than meets the eye
transformers
robots in disguise
transformers
heroes in the sky
transformers
theres a chevvy in my pie.

hur hur. i cant believe i just rewatched transformers again. i cant even imagine what yyong's feeling, having watched it 3 times. and she actually stayed awake all throughout. bravo yyong, bravo!

i mean, the shows good, really. very impressive. it could even impress girlie guniang ahlians. so it HAS to be good right? we just dont quite know how to pick movie timings. blah. im so tired. way too tired.

im glad ive already decided against frisbee classroom tmr. so id get to sleep in and tune back in the last episode i was dreaming about. hur hur. hope i even make it to the beach. and what more, to the airport later in the day. im losing my faith. my faith's running away to brisbane. booo! my faitthhhhy...

oh my mama

oh shit. i kept mentioning how i didnt wanna talk about the accident that happened today. but i was way too curious so i just checked it on CNA online about the sheng siong accident. now im too depressed, i cant get to sleep.

the poor guy who drowned was only 21. and though we kept speculating the entire day about how it'd happened, now everything's finally starting to make sense. we were like thinking they were probably still in the truck or something, but noooo, they were all at the truck's hind loading up the kelong fishes to sell. then the truck slid backwards and pushed them all down. and since that guy was on the tilt gate, it auto closed him inside the truck trapping him within. and because no one thought he'd be inside, that poor guy drowned. :( im so depressed now.

and what tim told me over supper about how when he was on the zipline tower in the afternoon, he saw the kiddo's mom and other son running towards the riverend wailing their guts out. urgh, this is way too depressing. :( :( i can only pray that God will be merciful. this is so so upsetting :( boo :(

mata mata!

i just got back from supper with jeremy and timsum. its almost 5 and im still up. my tmr's so gonna be screwed.

this friday the 13th really aint working for me. today, i think ive met just way too many police/civil defence people. its crazy. and when they say threes a crowd, three policemen is TRULY a crowd. bahh.

huimin and i were just turning into jbac when we saw like HEAPS of civil defence rhinos and the diving unit people and a towtruck and a couple of cars, some malaysian cars, a wailing woman and her kid and just too many reporters. like what the hell happened man!

too bad to those who dont read the papers. repeating the story again at 5am will just send shivers down my spine. its just way too depressing.

and somehow or other, even after and hour long of searching, they still couldnt find the last missing person nor the vehicle that went along with it. darn man. i didnt know the waters we kayak in were so darn deep. it was really weird.

nvm, i shant exhaust myself from regurgitating the same ol story out again for the 50thousandth time. just go read the papers. ah, my highly dramatic life.

so thats that. then when i went down to west coast for trg, i was stuck in a massive jam along pie/aye. tons of policemen too. who knows what had happened. then dinner at adam, which resulted in a 30bucks summon for not displaying my coupon. bahhh.. then a road accident along bukit batok whilst sending su back. crazy. there were police everywhere again. what the hell is wrong with my day. cant wait for friday to be over and done with. bleah.

i believe in magic. the disappearing act sort

i hate disappearing people. we talked about it, and suddenly chancing upon md's blog just brought it out even more. i absolutely detest disappearing people.

its an on going thing, the whole bit on whatever you did before affects your future, philosophy. if i didnt meet those people who later decided that maybe, just maybe, they should "un-meet" me, i definitely wouldnt mind having people walk in and out of my life. and probably would have treated it as a part and parcel of life type thing.

but no! i just had to. and because of that, having people close to me walk out on me urks the hell out of me.

i was telling bapok how i used to laugh it off saying that md wouldnt last with claire, and would probably end up telling her the whole mama story about we're too young and probably cant think right with all the freaking raging hormones. and totally butcher the premature relationship from further developing. now theyre getting married.

urgh, once again.. i detest disappearing people. dont even get me started on wayne and kevin. trust me, id never end.

40 days bapok

i just spent the past 3hours in the car with bapok below his blk chatting about almost everything and anything under the sun moon. well, then again, it was mostly about random girls and what nots, but still, nevertheless, it was time well spent. i could do that over and over.

he said something about how everything you do now affects your future. and its true! it just suddenly hit me that it aint all just about relationships and who you pick/break up with that matters now, but everything, literally everything you do now will create consequences that you'd have to bear in the future.

say your studies for example, if i dont buck up now, i really wouldnt know where i'd end up. and though i dont see myself confined to the 4walls of an office, i'd still somehow or rather have to work towards that. and though ive always rationaled thinking that the cert will only serve as your entry ticket for that longly awaited interview, that interview still acts as the starting line to your might-be career.

ah, lifes complicated. i wish we'd never have to grow up.

we talked about alot of things, about what we liked and didnt like. about frisbee, about the people around us, about being an alcoholic, and about not being an alcoholic. i wished for more times like these. where even hanging out in a car seems fun. id hope never to grow up to become someone who doesnt have the time for anything. id hope to never change. to wisen up and mature, yes, but to never mutate into a person i can no longer recognise. id pray hard. really i would.

i made a pact with him, that i'd restart my 40 days with him, for him to get a good job, and for me to seriously buck up. to study hard. to bring ben to church, to be good. it'll be interesting to see what comes out of this. haha, especially on bapoks end. im hoping that he miraculously survives the 40 days somehow or other. hah. though i honestly wouldnt see how it'll be possible if God doesnt somehow intervene. haha.

lethargism

bleah. ive been so lethargic of late. its strange, and ive been eating/sleeping well. like i dont do crazy hours of not sleeping anymore. save that for the exams. urgh, i just wanna stay home to rot.

we were all supposed to head down to meiwei's after dinner at tiongbahru, but between travelling without a car all the way down to thompson compared to my 2min cab ride home with jia, i obviously chose the latter. though i could almost feel their hands wrapping around my neck, my tiredness literally compelled me to go home instead.

bahh, maybe camps are sapping up too much of my energy. and there isnt enough time to recharge before the next camp. ive gotta go into jbac tmr to help belay kids. bleah, im hoping i dont suddenly doze off and send my kid plunging down from the challenge ropes. hhaha. owell, God give me superman strength tmr. i would so need it. thankfully, mom's kind enough to lend me the car tmr. im forseeing a load of housework ahead of me. owell, tmrs campfire better be worth my trouble.

i just splurged 120bucks at zara today. im so screwed for the month. i swear women are designed with a genetic disorder called the ISS. otherwise known as the impulsive shopping syndrome. ive been talking for months about getting a pair of oaks or a new guitar stand, or freeweights, or a thickass feather down or a holiday even, for ages and ages long. and i oh so easily splurge when i see that wicked 4letter word stuck on every glass window of every other store. bahhh. save me.

im so gonna retreat to jbac or labpark for the next month or so to shut myself out from the outside world. hur hur. gloria gloria..

a rod through rods tongue

ew. having witnessed rod's piercing today just made me so certain im never gonna get my tongue pierced. especially having worn braces before, hosting a foreign item in my mouth just doesnt appeal to me at all. ew..i can barely imagine how painful it must have been. i mean, if biting your tongue makes you scream, what more poking a hole through. ew.

well, it was fun to watch afterall i guess. hur hur, i almost had to suppress the sadistic side of me from lashing out at rod, probably refraining from stabbing a couple more holes in his tongue. haha. that poor boy had such sweaty palms, he could probably fling off sweat as if he had just washed his hands. haha. yucky rod.


scissors, check.
tongue clamp, check.
surgical needle, check.
wheres the stud? and the cool dude whos getting his tongue pierced? haha


finally, everythings over. his eyes looked more relieved than happy. haha. im sure id be seeing him twirl his new best friend endlessly like theres no tmr. yay rod, at least i didnt have to watch you cry. haha. good on you!

byebye beer

10 days and still counting. not bad, im quite proud of myself. hur hur.

i hate goodbyes

its been a good week. i think ive accomplished a tad more than i had expected. its amazing what school does for you. apart from the blahblahs of educating you and what nots, it also serves as an avenue for meeting up with people. say yay! haha. today's like the 3rd day ive been to school, though technically, i should have been in school for more than a week now. hurhur. and though lecture was boring my brains out, cca orientation was actually quite fun. haha! i could walk around to so many booths and actually see familiar faces. sweet. im beginning to love school. from all the trainings, diving, lifesaving, frisbeeing..coolness man. haha. then after half an hour of hibyes, i planted my fat ass by the touch rug booth. yay. i love days like that. it actually reminds me that SIM's a school afterall. haha.

speaking of which, i met up with uber old friends. like really really randomly. first it was zhuang, whom, out of nowhere decided that he should pop back into our lives again. like darn him la. but it was so long ago, i cant blame him. we were once all young and stupid i guess. he arranged a timsum lunch for yoke kk and i. and it was actually rather good! was nice seeing him again. our 8 over years of rendevous has finally come to an end. so thats good i guess.

then came huiling. i mean, i havent seen her for like 6years. since j1 i think. she was back for a week or so. my soon to be doctor friend's in melbourne like half the rest of the mg population. i could probably safely say that half of them are in aussie, a quarter probably in the uk and the rest either in some ulu part of the world or still stuck in sunny singapore.

she was telling me how hweirong has graduated from cambridge. like scary mama man. considering how we were all in the same class for so so so many years in pri sch. what happened to me?! :( she told me how delphia's like on her way to becoming a highflyer. where she got headhunted by drew and napier. aspiring lawyer i see. and jiayen's an sia stewardess, and half the rest of the world's doing medicine. sigh, and where am i? stuck in a crappy school doing a half*#$@ degree. damn you glor. better buck up.

ling and i went through like really old photos. like all the really ugly photos of mini-us and our frumpy hair and ultra nerdmaniac specs. during birthday parties by her peanut pool. it was so so long ago! and it brought back SO much memories. sigh! i wished days could be easier. i think i could spend forever just lazing around in her peanut pool, or wrestling off potential thieves eyeing my very comfy floaty thingy. ooh. wished this whole saying goodbye ritual didnt have to be so routine and common. bahh. when i saw the peanut pool, i HAD to dip my legs in it. and we sat there till 6am trying the make up for the many many years that has passed us by. ah, im gonna miss you :( watch out for me ling. id be coming around that mountain on that cow in india. hahah. :)

microsoft compass vALE

I'm tired, itchy and my throat hurts. the result of yet another successful camp. i dont know. i mean, i really did enjoy myself. but this camp just didn't cut it for me. i mean, it went well, like every other camp so far, but somehow, it was different. something felt different.

i just spent half an hour bitching about the camp and how it was, and suddenly, i just lost the need to. the urge to rectify my accusations and ended up deleting the entire entry. afterall, God watches our every move. so it doesnt really matter whether people only saw the bad and not the good is it. ooh, i feel older just by saying that. haha. what cant kill you will make you stronger yea?

this camp was so energy sapping. and i wasnt already feeling all too good either. thank God for my strepsil angels. haha. tim got me a tiny pack, and mojo got me much more than i had imagined. so yay for that. i dont think my throat would have survived otherwise.

gorilla gorilla orh ye orh ye orhhhhh

gorilla gorilla we will win!

we will not bow to anything!

gorilla gorilla we will win!

we will blast off any team!

casualty challenge. haha, my cute little andre! eeebahh eeebahhh anndeerrrrlllaaayyy!!!

cool. all i needed was 3 days 2 nights and i could convince them that i rock. hur hur.

and then immediately after camp, kent and i zoomed down to the zoozoozoo for some corporate amazing race event for microsoft. hurhur. so fun. i likeee. as much as i like working with kids, i still quite rather adults. they understand my retardedness more. haha. and it reminded me so much of all the events i used to do with SE. mingling around with people from all over the world was easypeasy. too bad we didnt have sufficient time after the race or im certain i would have convinced one or two to sponsor like a lifetime worth of microsoft products. hur hur hur. it was fun, nonetheless. and my station required them to grind oreo on their teeth and find 3passerbys to point it out to them. haha, was fun.

then came dinner at lot1. i ended up stoning off half the time. i think ive mastered the art of sleepwalking/talking/laughing. im goood now. i can multitask superbly now. i can catch a couple of mins of sleep while i talk to you and laugh at your jokes. hahaa.

so there, heres to more. ive already gotten myself 4camps lined up. hah. practice makes perfect yes? :)

40 days fast

haha. no one's gonna believe me, but im actually gonna try fasting off beer. no, all alcohol in general. time for a change. 40 days.. ahhh.. my beer-fueled-blood's gonna be running thin. save me!