Tue Dec 16, 05:36:01 PM | serial dreamer | edit ]
I’m back after being detached from so-called ‘civilisation’, cut off from news, connections or communications of any kind. I guess when you stay in a place where the most basic needs are the only things you worry about, like food and shelter, news like Saddam Hussein’s capture isn’t really so much of an important thing. I’m going off on a philosophical, rambling tangent here, so I hope whoever’s reading this doesn’t find me too preachy. Everything comes from the heart.

Going to a place like Cha-fang, an orphanage in northern thailand is something that every bcyouth ought to experience. The morning and night mists from warm food and warm exhalations, the red and white vibrant poinsettias lining the pathways of the village and up towards the church, the blackest night sky that is so filled with zillions of stars the constellations are visible until the pale orange full moon arises with its aura of soft light, the sense of the butt being one with the muddy floor of the pickup truck on bumpy roads for hours are all but side dishes to this week that's felt more like a month. The kids touched our hearts, they were so pure, it didn’t matter they were so dirty on the outside, I’m sure God knows their hearts were rich with love. Everything they had they shared, they woke up early to praise God from 6.30 am in the morning with songs that woke the whole village. Somehow one comes away realising that the verse which says that it is harder for a camel to enter the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven is so right, the poor of the earth are indeed blessed. We here who enjoy simple luxuries like clean, filtered, HOT water to bathe with take these things so much for granted. The doctors who were in our team found out the kids were suffering from scabies and head lice (along with a whole host of ailments that comes from no proper diets, no hygiene habits), but these are not surprising when the water to bathe with is already mud-tainted and is freezingly cold. I can only hope I don’t forget this experience too soon, and that everyone who’s been through this will continue to uphold chafang in prayer. That day of farewell was pretty hard on the kids.

it’s a total shell-shock to return here and suddenly be bombarded with stuff to do, with news of FMPS’s principal’s death by drowning and with SLR around the corner, not to mention finding out my dad underwent surgery last week and has now got 60 days of MC.. darn I shoulda learnt to drive earlier… haha. To tell the truth I haven’t missed anything more than the theme of ‘CLEAN’.. everyone who stepped into Gate 21 last night of Changi Airport sorta had an orangey tinge to them. anyway. Life and time moves on, at least until Judgement Day arrives which I know I’m not quite exactly prepared for. Christmas is here, and buying gifts is hard when the ‘Baht effect’ and the feeling of utter unfairness enters my mind each time I sit here at the computer or at the television or on my bed which is three times as thick as the mattresses they specially bought for us to sleep on. (the kids sleep on thin wooden boards on their bunk beds, with only blankets to shield them from the cold so prevalent at this time of the year).

I just hope we think twice before spending, eating or just about doing anything, although it’s so easy to let the selfish mentality take over and let ourselves be caught up in our own trivial matters, be they academic, financial or relational problems. We are so SO blessed, and ought to be grateful for it.

oh yeah. and try to stop looking so much into the mirror. they didn't have mirrors there at all, and not having to look at myself for 8 days was so refreshingly wonderful i urge all to try it. haha. it's great to shed some of the singaporean self-conscious mentality. go think about it.

[ Fri Dec 05, 10:29:05 PM | serial dreamer | edit ]

yeah yeah...



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haha yesh, i'm back... recuperating for awhile before the headrush starts again tomorrow. for now my luggage can rot. literally.. sigh one of the things you wish you didn't leave behind when you grew up is the stink of your feet... somehow i don't remember having such putrid sockies when i was in junior camps. especially when all the dorms were underground and we all shared a central air vent. so you can imagine the PONG. oh well.
after 5 days of being in a group where you're generally one of the oldest.. i'm feeling really kiddy myself. especially when i've just hacked off my hair to bunny wabbit (pony) tail size and apparently i look younger. haha. don't quite wanna accept responsibility but that's the way life is. it's like one of joanna's outbursts: "I just wanna lead a carefree life!!" um. not possible.

the youth camp was fun... albeit being of a HUUUGE attendance... 190 at its biggest strength..
missed the 84 guys... mostly the dudes who've been attending with me every camp up to this year. twins and jov jot dc esp. well lucas dropped by on monday and joses on thursday, plus andrew cai in my group more than made up for daniel cai mannerisms. hahaa.... oh and without you pa guys around me yanny and matthan had more space in the luxurious private pa room in the back... oh and i'm going to post up the photos from the camp.. just gimme time. it's too bothersome to upload everything online... slow too. i'll bring my lappy on sunday to show you all.

must admit my bro did an admirable job... up to the point where his pals said they wanted the old him back, well i sincerely don't mind having the new one.. they ain't lived with the old one for 15 years ya know. heh... he became more serious and decisive after the 2nd day.. before that his speeches were peppered with all sorts of 'okay, okays' and 'ummmm....Ahhhhrmmm's. now all he has to do is ace his literature exam in one week's time.. so that he can drrrrop his add math and take up lit for the Os.

anyway i've come back to my dad who's got his leg in a cast, as a result of overstraining during a badminton game.
sigh... good thing camps always teach you to be resilient and to realize exactly what's important over the luxuries... i've been taking me daddy for granted tooo long. now he's homebound and i can't drive (lazy lazy me... i NEED a MOTIVATOR to get me butt down to bbdc REGULARLY!!!)...so someone's gotta bounce me and my luggage to the airport on monday for my missions trip to thailand. maybe i'll stay overnight at someone's house on sunday night after my friend beckie's wedding at the birdpark... oh booyyy... whatta crammmmed sched.

and i miss everyone.. sorry sha for missing ya birthday.. still owe ya from that bakers inn dinner! hi to germ faith yuanting sharon too.. we gotta meet up for a laughfest before the year's out. having just finished exams last saturday i've hardly had a breather... not sleeping more than five hours (or less) everyday since then kinda keeps my sleeping down.. going to bed soon after this. for once in my life i mean to sleep before eleven fifteen. YEAH!

oh... and thanks thanks thanks fam for helping me out with that silly module whatever exercise..though i haven't seen it yet. hope you threw away my passwords haha... violating the nus code of privacy.. vhatever. hope we can all meet up for something... i think don invited us all to the barbecue yeah but i really really don't know if i can make it. it's on christmas day and generally christmas day is strictly FAMILY. oh well. it depends. what if my family gets a changi beach bungalow? hahaa... then i can pop over. next sem i plan to take french lit theatre ss (changing landscapes????) and maybe south asian studies.. see how. should be back home by the 15th so i can discuss with yall for it before the bidding. and fam though both your blogs are so strikingly similar to mine (haha what can we expect from copied templates, really) i'll linka you to me so more people can see your whines and rants.

peace out


[ Tue Nov 25, 04:22:53 PM | serial dreamer | edit ]

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went to visit gail's site... haha got the same result from this quiz... hrmm don't know if it's entirely true though. anyhow.

studying for theatre theory now. if anyone says theatre is tres fantastique don't trust them.
it's fun, sure, but nowhere near easy.

[ Fri Nov 14, 09:49:22 PM | serial dreamer | edit ]

call me crazy, but i love the sky.

it's always there (duh)
and one of the most unique feelings in the world is to lie
flat on the ground and have absolutely nothing between you and the heavens
a feeling of how vastly insignificant you are

and a peculiar otherworldy feeling of exactly what's out there beyond the bluegreyblack
the lightning the thunder that pounds the clouds into shapes
and whether your thoughts can be heard by something, someone else

it's just too sad that here we miss out on the star-filled skies.
and more often than not our vision's obscured by talltall buildings, no 360-degree scope for
us singaporeans, no.

just look up, look up once in a while
and remember we share this same sky.

[ Thu Nov 06, 01:39:41 AM | serial dreamer | edit ]

what is love? is it just a word? a construct of the mind to make living more bearable? or would you unplug if you had the choice?

heh heh. just got back from the matrix revolutions..
you could say i'm on a sort of philosophy high... or maybe it was all the action. o_O
and boy was there TONS of action... though i DO think they laid on the rain CGI a bit too thick..sooner or later everyone in the world will be sick of seeing individual raindrops, or torrential downpours expand into huge nuclear-like spheres
and if i wasn't confined in my seat i'd be continuously punching the air hahaa... really can't wait for disneyland to come up with the ride... like niobe navigating the mechanical line. whooo booooy.... i'd queue up for it man

and certain important people DO die. sigh... the inevitability of life.
certain lines were also extremely predictable.. haha and can someone explain to me why there weren't any other ships besides the remaining three? hrm. so that the EMPs could be generated...

anyway. if anyone knows of any choir that does the score for these empowering ditties that accompany powerful movies such as this one... let me know about it okay? i'd really love to join them.. heh career choice.

and because it was the premiere night... there were these cheeeeesy guys in black suits and sunglasses.
MAAAAN. can anyone say CANNOT MAKE IT? hahaa.... you know they were sitting next to me in the McCafe..
and i was wondering who the heck wears sunglasses, at night, inside a shopping centre...
and it didn't really click until i saw the cameras...haha then i quickly got outta the way duh

oh. and cos' i watched it at great world city the only exit was onto zion road... hahhahahaaa o_O

[ Sun Nov 02, 06:52:19 PM | serial dreamer | edit ]

i try not to live life in a bitter state of mind. when you look around you, and you don't have to look far, everyone else is having bigger problems than you are. so keep on remembering that you're blessed and share that blissful feeling.

today we celebrated my cousin's wedding. erm i wasn't really close to that cousin so i guess it was more of a family gathering haha... when my family (BIG BIG FAMILY) gathers we generally make a whole hullabaloo. bet ya all the waiters were stumped. my nephew luca was crawling all over the place with his ardent fans in his wake... my uncle was playing with the table number sign and pretending to be miss universe "WORLD PEACE!" and everyone just chionged to the buffet table... pretty good food too. heh. and although i'm pretty damn sick (literally, not mentally haiYO) i kept on eating these little mini DARK chocolate cupcakey things with different sorts of fruit in them.. heh kiwis strawberries blueberries on top. yummy yum. and i really don't think i can speak tomorrow. *croaks*

then we went outside to the hotel sofas and acted all delinquent-sloppy-snobby.. haha well we do try.
but then again, when you've got TONS of funky beautiful and handsome (yeah yeah i said it) cousins like i do it's hard not to be so outstanding yeah? and my ultra-talented cousin played the ivories... some hotel guy tried to stop him but with our sheer numbers we overwhelmed him... heh. the feelin's red wine.

aaaaaanyway. i'm breaking out in spots, can't really talk/walk and my nose is as clogged as kallang was 30 years ago.
but no matter. i'm joyful anyway, especially since i managed to sneak an extra hour having fun rehearsing in LT13 with me theatre mates. thaaaaaaanksssss YANNY for the help.... i promise promise promise to treat ya to lunch one day.. and you know i don't break promises... heh i don't make them often too.

yupyup and on weds i shall catch a premiere for perhaps once in my life (i know i'm a sad character but just humour me okay)
matrix revolutions.

but till then i shall labour and slog and try to complete my political science essay which is STILL undone.
and study for me theatre test tomorrow.
such is the life, darlings. smile!

[ Tue Oct 14, 10:35:06 PM | serial dreamer | edit ]

today i was taking a nap in the sixth floor of the central library
comfortably ensconced in blackcottony sweater and thinking warped seussian thoughts
(don't worry about me when i start to drift off into weird thoughts i'm gonna be sleeping a good sleep)
when the bloody fire alarm starts blaring. o_O

and get this.

just to show you the utter limit of uni students and our heck-care attitudes
nobody really batted an eyelid. hahaa
at most people like moi, jolted out of our sleepy reveries, lifted our heads
then went back to sleep.

in another dimension i'd be burnt by now.

[ Wed Oct 08, 08:44:28 PM | serial dreamer | edit ]

I PASSED MY GRADE EIGHT PIANO PRACTICAL EXAM!!!!aAAAAaaa!!! o_O

oh man. you don't know how much this means to me, such a wonderfully lazy slacker haha

lots of stuff's happened, if any of you bored people out there are staring at this pale blue screen
wondering what the heck's happened in my life.

managed to survive yet another butterfly-in-stomach gruelling taekwondo grading
just my luck to get an ultra-neow examiner. he even scolded all the black belts for their charges' mistakes
got between a B and a B- for my first crapload of a philosophy essay entirely discharged from the depths of my murky mind
went for an econs mcq (chi!) test in which my brain kinda shutdown after the 20th question (there were 50 boohooo)
playing a chekhov scene as uncle vanya next week (acks.. always masquerading as a guy... is life telling me something? o_O) and was just humiliated to display 5 varying states of joy yesterday (what am i, a robot???)
oh yeah. and i've just discovered dark chocolate Maltesers, get em'. apparently dark chocolate's good for health, which is what i repeat to myself everytime i help myself to it. heh. excuses, excuses.

oh yeah! the promise of good things to come...LOTR trailer's making it's debut tonight after Charmed.. yaaAAy


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[ Mon Sep 29, 11:10:38 AM | serial dreamer | edit ]
ooooOokay i've got lots to say this time hahaa..

germie: hey who says nobody listens? i'm just a few digits away hahaa... and i linked ya up already. does sha have a bloggy blog too?

munny-neh: wooooow whatta big account! johnson & johnson.... cool. i'll be looking out for them... heh and if it's anything like the cutey-pie caltex one i give ya two thumbs and two smelly big toes up! o_O
oh yeaah and you're not old lahhh... not at all... and when you've become one of those rich young beautiful "taitais" featured so recently in the news don't forget me yah hahaha.... =)

everyone: i just put up MORE photos... heh i think i'm the only one with 5 digital albums linked to me blog...
too many already!!! go to photographical.mishmash button on the left and clicketty it. chances are, if you're a girl and i've gone out with you in the past month or so your photograph's there. heh. doth that answer your question germ?

got lots of stuff to dododo. and readreadread.
best thing you could do for me is to give me a back and head massage if you meet me heh.
think i've sprained my right third finger (playing ball LAH what're you thinkin??)... bleah byee




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