in between routine housework, a camp committee meeting, a 12-hour outing with the three female stooges, a prayer meet, helping shaun with his bass for saturday (why is a pianist teaching bass? i'm wondering also.), thinking of a way to make Potter's Hand less dull (the way is through jazz, which i failed to arrange), a three-day tour around malacca, taking care of minute details for friday's camp meeting (which i did not attend), a full saturday with music practice, youth meeting, and night meeting, i managed to finish a confusing exposition of ruth. not the book. the person. er not you, ruth vinoth. and er, not you, ruth tan.
how did ruth seek God?
we finally came to a conclusion last sunday. things are less confusing now. and i have more time to breathe to start doing something more substantial.
all in all, i remembered the reason why i made it a point to stay at home and not go out except to jusco in all my 17 years of living. (ya, i only started going out to somewhere other than church and school after form 5)
i have low blood pressure, people. *faints*
seriously.
but it was nice going out on a monday night instead of a saturday night. cuz i really want to sleep before midnight on a saturday. and it was nice being around girls for a change la. that, i solemnly admit.
it was nice getting to know malacca. thank you, my GPS-es! (yen, seoks)
it was nice being surrounded by glo friends instead of rbs strangers for a change. (and sam, zel and i heckled you about the glo reunion, and you went and had one without us? ish.)
and then i went for badminton at maksak cuz kev and mel were around for their johor holiday. of course i didn't play. i ended up baby-sitting the pink girls and missed the all-cousin competition. (me, shaun, kev, mel) aiyah, but even if i played also no difference la. shaun might as well go solo.
anyways.
michelle (older pink girl) was doing the monkey-bars, and i was applauding. then she asked me to try. and then i tried, and i couldn't. i'd blame my sweaty palms at length, but i've got to go meet my mum soon. anyway, michelle said: "my friend taught me wan."
me: "wah, ok."
michelle: "my friend is five years old."
k. if you guys don't know what a snub is, there's a snub right there. *snub*
but then i'm very muka tembok wan, so i shall forget she said that. nyeh nyeh.
gotta go shop for my going-back-to-uni day. that's on july 5.
rejoice, all ye in pj. mourn, all ye in malacca.
some people cause joy wherever they go;some people, whenever they go. (oops, second part of sentence doesn't apply to me)
how did ruth seek God?
we finally came to a conclusion last sunday. things are less confusing now. and i have more time to breathe to start doing something more substantial.
all in all, i remembered the reason why i made it a point to stay at home and not go out except to jusco in all my 17 years of living. (ya, i only started going out to somewhere other than church and school after form 5)
i have low blood pressure, people. *faints*
seriously.
but it was nice going out on a monday night instead of a saturday night. cuz i really want to sleep before midnight on a saturday. and it was nice being around girls for a change la. that, i solemnly admit.
it was nice getting to know malacca. thank you, my GPS-es! (yen, seoks)
it was nice being surrounded by glo friends instead of rbs strangers for a change. (and sam, zel and i heckled you about the glo reunion, and you went and had one without us? ish.)
and then i went for badminton at maksak cuz kev and mel were around for their johor holiday. of course i didn't play. i ended up baby-sitting the pink girls and missed the all-cousin competition. (me, shaun, kev, mel) aiyah, but even if i played also no difference la. shaun might as well go solo.
anyways.
michelle (older pink girl) was doing the monkey-bars, and i was applauding. then she asked me to try. and then i tried, and i couldn't. i'd blame my sweaty palms at length, but i've got to go meet my mum soon. anyway, michelle said: "my friend taught me wan."
me: "wah, ok."
michelle: "my friend is five years old."
k. if you guys don't know what a snub is, there's a snub right there. *snub*
but then i'm very muka tembok wan, so i shall forget she said that. nyeh nyeh.
gotta go shop for my going-back-to-uni day. that's on july 5.
rejoice, all ye in pj. mourn, all ye in malacca.
some people cause joy wherever they go;
2 comments:
Jusco, 17 years. Record weih. lol
p/s: H1N1 reached PJ d.
21 years. Still going to Jusco. =P
p/s: I know. My senior was infected.
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