okay, that was claris. and as usual i don't understand what she's writing either =/

i've been really busy lately, been preparing all the camps briefs and practising the numerous sets for camp. log, think camp, kick it in, better start getting stuffs man.

not gonna post much, camp stuffs been killing the mood.

(: helloo... claris strikes again.
im writing a post about cheryl's retarded sister (not baby, the middle kid) on her behalf. (she allowed me to.)

well...

for starters:
1_ cheryl thinks im retarded

2_ cheryl rather not have me around when she's doing her work. (i think i've an ability to kill her insipirations, sorry dear)

3_ i sleep with cheryl, every night in fact.

4_ we have the same shoe size. (so, mommy likes to buy us one pair of shoes to share)

5_ cheryl likes sugar rays and doesnt mind vertical horizon. (: like Me!

6_ but... im not picky bout fruits. she thinks that almost all fruits on earth are too sweet.

7_ from all my years living with her, i still dont know who she likes. im currently assuming that she's les.

8_ shane (this pri6 kid from OCkids *church*) thinks that cheryl and nicole is les.

9_ i love cheryl, and she loves me too. mooba.

10_ i raise my hands, and she knows although she's sitting in front of me.

well, till my next episode... (: ciaos.

PS cheryl rawks my socks out of my brains. ((: i know she cares more than anything bout me and this family. want to Declare here, my love for her: I LOVE YOU TOO! (: thank you for teaching me lots. sorry for snapping at you lately, pms-ing you see. thank you for being there for me since the day i wasnt born. thank you for taking care of me, where ever i am. church. west spring. though now in newtown... and have not been telling you as much as you did to me bout my school. (: thank you for being a big sister.

cheryl, do care bout celine. ): she's getting to know guys now. )):

.:: bamboo shoots ::.
love you. god bless.

yawnn. i'm so bummed. was in the studio from 9-3ish. i'm not ready to play so many songs in one go. moobaish.

amazing grace how sweet the sound
that saved a wretch like me
i once was lost but now am found
was blind but now i see, so clearly.

halleujah, grace like rain falls down on me.
halleujah, all my sins are washed away.
are washed away.

we went to ben's place on fri, and we met his dog boomboom, he says in case you're wondering, his sister was the one who named boomboom. boomboom has no tail at all, it doesn't even have a little stub.

benben has a nice den. it's purppleee. i like (: it has a tv with a dvd player, nice flower curtains, and a little stuffed dog on the bed. lovely girl's room (: we spent the afternoon indulging in two tubs of ice creamm & watching white chicks. with asher popping in every now and then to impersonate anything funny by marcus & kevin the white chicks.

clar sniched home tigger lion that night. it's part of her evil scheme called "let's get benben to carry tigger lion on the bus back home" her planned failed again, which confirms her dumb dumbness again. benben found a plastic bag at fairprice, and stashed his tigger lion inside. smart boy.


we sniched a couple of dvds after browsing through his large dvd file. i watched the brotherhood and two other trashy shows. the brotherhood is a tale of two brothers who fought during the korean war. it's sad how times like war changes people. but beneath all the dirty politics, the brothers put each other's lives before their own, hence fought a lot.

the root of all these fights were their love for each other. it's like having to choose between your brother or yourself. sigh, i never want to be in that position.

ooo. okay, here's the part i make up for 3 days worth of rambling.

ooo. okay i'm unbelieveably toopid. i agreed to do the dumbest thing ever. it took some time to sink in, i was so traumatized. when i told fio, the first thing she said to me was "lol, idiot" anyway, i tried to undo it, by telling white lies, with the brilliant mind of fio behind it all. and all's good now (:

ooo. i taught clar to play a new song today, just the guitar solo part of 'what the world will never take' so she doesn't have to keep playing that chinese-y song, we're all sick of (:

ooo. and baby girl brought home ruffles. the house is starting to stink up already. i hope the stay won't be a long one.

ooo. anyway, her first choice is gonna be CHIJ(toa payoh), far but it has a good bowling team, and she can conviently drop by the club after school for her trainings. nooba, i hope she gets in, there are 5 other girls on the bowling trial list. and she barely made their cut-off point.

ooo. okayy. eww. eek. whatever. thank you for the imagery, wee kiat. he took 6 mins to describe an scene from saw2, and ends with "okay, so that sounds perfectly normal, i'm done with it now" oh yes gore sounds perfectly normal, all it does is to make your tummy go topsy turvy. okayy. eww. eek. whatever.

ooo. and uncle kewsim asked me if i could gather a few of my classmates to cut plywood for some figures to use as backings and he offered to pay us for that. absolutely crazy, for the note, nobody ever wants to cut plywood. even though it's cheap, it's really hard to cut plywood, no sane student uses plywood anymore. we go balsa (:

it's that time of the year again, you'll get to know whether the efforts of the year will be paid off. there were tears, there were squeals of joy. this stage is over, and it's time to move on.

heh, i find it humor to watch someone get 250 and cry, not because you didnt get what you expected, but rather because your friend did better than you. what happened to thanks giving?

baby girl's got 182. so much better than her prelims which was 146. oh what a relief. i'm quite proud of her actually. (: god's grace. amen!

i went down to fancy paper to purchase some paper to make christmas cards. (: ooo. and i dropped by basheer after that, sooooo many lovely books, they have sucha wide collection. i can just stand there for looking at all the visual books for hours. neat stuffs.

fio, you should go there to check out the outdoor books, should have pretty good ideas. think outdoor dear. afterall on the way home is located in the suburbs, pretty good scenery. i saw one, it was just a big box, in the middle of the box sat a chair, and the opening of the box had a lovely view.

i'm starting to fall in love with geosansLIGHT & pastas black

amen! claris is alright. she was diagnosed with abdominal colic, severity was 7/10, but she's alright now. (: the doctors prescribed some painkillers and carbon. she's got 2 days mc, so she's skipping the exuberant camp to "sleep off the pain".

2 am ish isn't exactly the friendliest hour, when you need someone to talk to, espically on a school night. thank you fio&josh who were still doing work, for talking to me.

oh my goodness, it's 2am. baby girl woke me up to say claris teacher is on the line. claris is having a really bad stomache, and they're gonna take her to the hospital now. my mum's out of town till friday, crap, i find myself at a loss. my eyes are welling up in tears, i called my uncle, he's going down now.

i've been feeling paranoid. everything's going fine, it's just me! jer, do me a favour, tell it in my face one more time. argh!

baby girl got into the training team. she's been training hard, almost everyday. i'm happy for her, i think she has found something she really likes this time. she's pretty serious when it comes to training, it's not one of her another in-thing flings. she's been really happy these days, this morning, she started singing this song. rare. but a beautiful sight.

I Could Sing Of Your Love Forever

Over the mountains and the sea,
Your river runs with love for me,
and I will open up my heart
and let the Healer set me free.
I'm happy to be in the truth,
and I will daily lift my hands:
for I will always sing of when
Your love came down.

I could sing of Your love forever,
I could sing of Your love forever,
I could sing of Your love forever,
I could sing of Your love forever.

Oh, I feel like dancing
it's foolishness I know;
but, when the world has seen the light,
they will dance with joy,
like we're dancing now.

I could sing of Your love forever,
I could sing of Your love forever,
I could sing of Your love forever,
I could sing of Your love forever.

this could go on.
forever.
and ever.
and ever.

for the record. if you need cheryl to do something for the next 5 mins, don't do 2 things, 1. don't say don't say "don't laugh", and don't let her look at mel's face. because she'll launch into her legendary silent squeals of imploding painful laughters.

and she laughs.

and she laughs.

and she laughs.

her face flushes pink, and she starts to tear. she'll be useless for the next 15 mins.

what do you do for inspirtation?
i need one now.

this, this or this?
it's quite addictive. i'm hooked on.

why do you do the things you do?
was the question kimpong asked us yesterday.

i'm not quite sure if i still believe in what i do anymore. i would like to say that what i do makes things better but i'm not really sure if it does anymore.

hey! i went down town to take pictures of LOVE with mel&jer today for some prog stuffs. guess who i bumped into? i bumped into chinhui (: sucha small small world.

it's been a long 36 hrs. i'm finally home. yay! (:

with camp being just a month away. mel&i are in panick mode. but after working on & re-writing the camp prog over the last week, by god's grace, everything's starting to take shape, and fall into place nicely. amen! (: phew! looking good.


we've haven't exactly being very encouraging to the camp com, and i'm sorry for that. but you know we do what we do because we love the oc (:

nic & i can finally ride two wheels at the age of 17 (: thanks to matt & clar for being so patient with us. jeremy thinks it's because of matt we learnt and because of clar we fell down. that's not true jer, clar's been a great help & encourager. and kudos to pew's for being so supportive, he's was heartily laughing away.

ooch. in the name of learning, nic & i covered in cuts, blisters and bruises. no more two wheels for us both thank you. we're quite happy on 4, 6 or 8 wheels. (: more is good. more is comfortable too.

ooch. the jetty is such a depressing place to be. the sea breeze is nice and everything. but it's depressing to watch all the poor fishes die a slow painful death, just watching them flip on the ground, grasping on their last bit of life. nic&i started singing.

joy to the world,
all the boys and girls.
joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea,
joy to you&me.

okay, probably not the best song to sing considering the circumstances. but that's not the point. we were just trying to be good people by spreading some joy, in an attempt to liven up the atmosphere.

thank you jer & ash for making an effort to come down to join us even though you guys had other commitments. thank you chris too, and for your lovely wonderful mango moosey cake (:

the worship team had our first bible study session today. we've decided to do a study on the book of james. we shared about how we became christians today, pretty amazing how the most unexpected events can have so much infulence on your life.

just for the thought.
why do we do the things we do?
many of the times we'll answer it's because we have to. no doubt true, but we do have a choice of how well we want to do the things we do.

so why do we as the worship ministry do the things we do?
simply put. 3 simple things. our love for god. our love for the people. and our passion.

For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline. -2 timothy 1:7

BUSY week whacks! jeremy is dumb. right mel? after reading fio's new killer project brief, i miss school. no school. no design. i miss that thrill. i've been reduced to drawing game brief diagrams for mel.

okay, i'm such a goose. i stood my classmates up for dinner. i completely forgot. argh! how could i. i feel bad. bad. claris alerted me that i had 7 missed calls. yeah anyway, it was too late to head down to town by then. i had a late dinner with fio instead. i enjoy the catching up (:

i love soggy fries. they're the nicest thing (: espically when they're all sogged up in a paper bag, it adds a tinge of flavor, yum yum!

after looking at the sourhead photo. i just had to post it (:

friday.

130. we met at the bus stop, but we couldn't leave because of a late-r & caffine/coke. so after a miserable hour and two missed buses, we embarked on our journey to BRANDZEROTHIRTYTWO.

330. snuggled up in a nice cosy office. 2 and 1/2 hour of plans. went something like this.
step 1: perk yourself up with sourheads.

step 2: let the meetings begin. there was some talk about.
.putting some structure into the team.
.setting up of equipment -av check with nic
.getting charts a week ahead.
.putting 1@230 at hold
.our vision -xinmin's gathering more input.
.our site -hosting of ppts/charts.
.a clicker!

step 3: hold tribal council.
the tribe has spoken. NIC's it!

and clar's PR
oh and we don't take down mintues. (:

meeting concluded.
hmmm. i still remember that one time though.

hahha. the game was on the ckid's. i suck. dear friends, you don't want to call cheryl for gaming.

we're going down to east coast to bike on thurs. i wonder how that's gonna work. cheryl&bikes.

had lunch with dad last week.

having lunch with dad has always been the most perculiar thing. it's almost like having strangers sharing a table. probably one of the reasons why i don't talk about him much. he hardly knows me, likewise i hardly know him either. i use band practises as an excuse not to meet up with dad, and that's a truth, and it is because of that, that i only see him once in a couple of months.

it's funny, i'm one of those who believe in maintaining good healthy relationships with parents. i never understood how people could go home and argue over trival matters with their parents or even not talk to them. and as everyone says, i have a cool mum. she really is cool (: i can be open and talk to my mum just about anything, in fact we're on such great terms i can't even remember when's the last time we even argued.

but it's been hard with dad. everytime we talk he launches into a how to do well in school speech, probably because we have nothing to talk about. after which, we run out of conversation, and he'll talk about stuff like dinosaurs. and then, it's a long awkward silence over lunch. i have no idea how he has been doing, and i honestly i've never been bothered to ask either. dad has always been one of my greater stumbling blocks. i struggle hard telling myself that we shouldn't be this way. i still love my dad.

irony.
dad called today, i didn't pick up.

i struggle.

my dear friends.
2 words "just whack!"

i love this ad by serta, your sheep counting days are over (: amen!

the MAD team has been goofing off. we suck. we started terming practises as '"supposed" practises' brillaint (:

baby girl bought a new hook ball, this one's heavy, it's at least 10 pounds. she's really growing up fast isn't she? to think i still use XXS 6 pounders, for my really small hands. anyway, it's purple and pink and it smells like tropical fruit. i wonder why on earth do they make balls that smell like tropical fruits? sweet smelling, but useless in competitions.

the holidays have been great. everything's going at a slower pace (: reminds me of, lifeisgoingtogetbetter[DOT]com, a friend shared with me this, fantabulous prizes, you guys should take part. i wonder what it's all about.

where did those 2 monkeys go?
they went to the zoo to play.

having lunch with the guys is the most embarassing thing ever. if you were there, you won't agree any less.

Chris (white lights) why do people call me a monkey? says: (7:14:15 PM)
huh? why am i a monkey
some kind soul please go enligten this poor guy.

hey! i just thought of a weird random fact about myself that some of you guys probably know, but chris doesn't know! i use only the fork when i eat. (: i know someone who's the oppo of me, she uses only the spoon (: manda, that's you right?

EXUBERANCE (the condition of being joyful) as a camp theme is dumb. it doesn't even qualify as a camp theme. an utter insult to the intelligence of 15 year olds. go figure.

dear friends, enjoy back to school days (:

yawnn. i'm bummed, been working on layouts the whole afternoon. i caught some comedies and lost in between; lost is a great show. but since i don't follow it up, or any other television show for that matter, it gets confusing at times, the storyline isn't very easy to catch either with the numerous flashbacks. that's why i love watching comedies, they dont require you to follow up, they're just a good half an hour of no-brainer humor and non-stop laughter.

pew tagged!

Five Weird & Random facts about myself, i think you guys should know by now.

1. i have bad laughing habits.
2. i fall down/bump into something almost everyday.
3. i get hiccups ever so often.
4. i love gelato (: i become very happy on gelato (:
5. i don't read the papers, because it's saddening.

simple as that, i have no idea why pew's post is 50 times longer than mine. he must be taking some serious lessons from dennis. [dennis has this talent of making the simplest things seem awfully long and complicated, he types 8 mins worth of words in one shot when he talks to me on msn.]