I See Now, or When You're Looking Like That

I got sick recently. I think it was due to the bug going around, and also due to the fact that my mother isn't here, I have the house to myself, and the late nights out. Sure, I have a Wii, but again, I didn't buy the Wii to play it myself, it's more of a party thing. I never stayed up late Wii-ing. Rather, I'd be out, or in, watching movies or something.

But I'm all better now, and the work is piling up. I tried doing my Math and Account work, but somehow, after finishing one chapter of Math, I couldn't figure anything out anymore. My brain got stuck. So that leaves me with half a chapter of Math and a total of 6 Account questions (for those of you who don't know, Account questions take an average of 25 minutes to complete, each), and I tried doing them, but I honestly couldn't. ARGH. The one time I actually am committed to doing work and I can't. WHY WORLD, WHY?

Anyway,

Please, if you feel anything for Malaysia, even remotely, please come. Don't ask questions, this will only take at most two-and-a-half hours of your time (if you only come for the rally, 7.30pm, 1st May, Skyline SIB). You really want to know, ask me about it personally.

I'm giving up on my work, and going to bed, reminiscing on Suit Up, which, by the way, went alright. As last minute as it was, we did make a HUGE impression on the church, but sadly, and I hate to say this, but my mother wasn't there to take brilliant photos of us in our marvellous and fantabulous looking sooooots. Instead I had Jo-Hanna taking photos, but she wasn't used to my camera so we only got mediocre shots.

Anyway, I just need to survive this week (Especially tomorrow when I meet my math and account teacher, who, whopee, are the same person), and when Friday night comes Tristana (my Nikon) comes out and I'm snapping pics for Cutting Edge. Apart from that we have practices on Wednesday and Thursday, so that means every single night from now for this week is occupied.

Come, yes? Come and be blessed in, and in return be a blessing yourself. We're playing The Declaration, ahahah... When I first heard it being played by anybody but myself, it was like "Wow, haha, okay, okay.. Wow, haha", so you can get that I didn't really know what to feel about it.

Have you watched My Sassy Girl (English, not lame-ass Korean)? It teaches you that leaving things to Fate or Destiny or "Whatever will be will be" is simply the stupidest, most passive thing to do.

If you want something, you have to do something? Logic, yes?

ARGH STRGWTGR HOMEWORK

Legendary, or Lullabies

One word of advice, before I start.

GET ENOUGH REST BEFORE MISSION TRIPS

Okay, now! It begins! The tale of Dandun, Pitas.

Slept at 1am, forgetting that I would have to wake up at 4.30 to pack.

So I did wake up at 5 (haha slept woot!) to pack, albeit hurriedly, but I packed everything, nothing was forgotten, so there!

Set off to go McDonalds/Shell, where we were all meeting to depart as a convoy.

Went with Melvyn, who was driving Ps. Philip's car. I know, awesome right? WRONG. That car has minimal pickup. Heck, there were Kias speeding past us at times.

Was a bumpy ride when we went off road, we got lost a total of TWO times, which set us off schedule of course. Raining pretty heavily.

Started unloading everything off the cars in to the hall: medicine, towels, soap, toothpaste, toothbrushes, brooms, tables; the like. This wasn't a regular mission trip: This was a medical trip, where we work together with the government to provide treatment for the interior dudes.

Set up consisted of preparing stations:

Registration>Height and Weight>Temperature>Blood Pressure/Deworming>Doctors>Medicine Collection>Goodies

So what was my job? I took pictures and helped out wherever I could. Pictures later.

After that went to the suspension bridge.

After THAT, went to play in the river. That was FUN, playing with the little kids there, splashing water everywhere. I think they love me.

Shower up, dinner.

Went to watch MU vs ManC. EPIC game... Last goal was so... Epic.

After that, went to eat porridge with Rachel Lee. Stayed up with her and random people till like 4.15. I blame her, it's mostly her fault.

Woke up at 7.15. Walk around like zombie awhile.

9.30 went to church.

Halfway through church, though, I was suddenly called to act for the children in a separate building. We did the prodigal son, and guess who that was? Me.

Went to set up Medical Centre one last time, then it was just helping out with the medical side of things again.

Left there at 4 smth and arrived back at 7.30. Woo.

Had dinner with mum, Kimbo and Melvyn.

That was pretty simple and straight forward. And that was just what happened.

Overall, the experience was amazing for me. As tired as I am (believe me, I'm dead tired. Do the math, and you'll see that I slept for an amazing total of about 7 hours in 2 days), I have to write down what happened while it is fresh in my mind.

I gave away to caps to two children there. Those actions, of course, garnered me a lot of attention from children bugging me for caps and candy, which I carried around at most times. It's a good way to communicate and make them do things.

Mum brought up two Canon Selphy printers, where we printed photos as my mother took them, put them in photo frames and gave them to the people. This was another good way to make them sit down and not run around (parents and children included), because it was pretty much chaos in that place. They were generally quite happy to receive pictures of themselves, though it did cause a bit of problem, which shall not be elaborated on.

The river was fun. Children were playing in the river butt naked, boys and girls together, and even when two sisters almost drowned, their friends swam in to help them and continued playing. Only me and Aunty Jenny dared to go into the water; everyone else just stood at the riverside and watched us. All I said was," You don't get to do this everyday."

I won't bother commenting on the football game.

The real fun begins at 10.30. The majority of 10.30pm-4.15 am the next day was spent at what me and Rachel-

Okay, pause a moment. I made a new friend, Rachel Lee. It's not true to say that I didn't know her before. I mean, we went to the same church and all, but we barely talked to each other at all. We both somehow clicked, being around the same age (her a year older than me), and at the camp we just hanged around a lot doing tasks together. In a way I'm glad that I got to know somebody that was around, but I never knew. Our families our kinda simliar and all too, but never mind, back to the story.

-referred to as 'Harry's Place'. Uncle Harry was my mum's friend who she invited to go in this trip because he's a super safari guy. He has a meanass car, and meanass camping gear to go with it. He had a box full to the brim with different types of instant noodles, a water boiler (camping style, no current needed), and all sorts of stuff.

Anyway, Harry's Place was where me, Rachel, Harry and two friends, plus two doctors for awhile gathered, along with the night-watch people. In the end, when everyone fell asleep, it was sorta just me, Rachel and Uncle Harry, and the night-watch for the hour (they took turns- Josh Siaw and somebody, Alvin and somebody, Eric Foo and somebody, Etc). Me and Rachel talked endlessly, made it rain on each other, looked at the beautiful night sky, made Ipoh White Coffee, while all the while talking with the night watch people and Darrell, and eating chicken ginseng porridge made by Uncle Jeffery. It was an epic night, and the memories are still there, but I can't be bothered to write it all.

I am EXHAUSTED. And I have an Oral test for my O levels tomorrow. Should I upload pictures? Nah they're on Facebook.

Now was it Legendary? The best part, though?

It brought me back to me and you, Ri. Funny, ain't it? It's where it all began.

Go again? Sign me up!

What's It To Ya, or Don't Trust Me

xvc

You know those super awesome killer long weekends where Friday is a holiday? Thing about these long weekends are that they are usually wasted with sleeping at home.

Not this time!

Friday

Friday was Good Friday, and it was the Goodest Good Friday ever in the history of me. Woke up bright and early to go with Bernard, Maxine, Val, Deanna, Jo and her colleague to go on an eating spree. Went all the way up to Tuaran to have Tuaran mee.

After that, went to eat Loh Kan, which is actually seafood (which I usually never touch), but it was SO good, that I had to have some.We ordered 80 of these babies, and I had like 10. Only. Still, better than nothing.

After that, we headed to 1B (we still couldn't figure out why we decided to do this), and we had McDonalds ice-cream (in my case I had a sundae, McFlurry and vanilla milkshake) (Some people know who to turn to when they're not hungry any more). We then proceeded to Toys R Us where we had the time of our LIFE. We spent an hour-and-a-half there playing with all the times and laughing our heads off. Great fun.

After that, went back home, grabbed my stuff, went to shower at Maxine's house, and then went to Bella Itallia for dinner (more food I know). Some Vedablu after, then me n Bernard went to Clash of the Titans, but there were no good seats, so we went to go play pool instead. Nick Lee called us after a few games, and we went for supper at Salim.

A Food-Filled Friday, haha. Awesomeness.

Saturday

Saturday was actually boring, haha, until Youth. I just used the computer and slept until like 6.30, then went to Youth, where I was observing constantly my iPod for football updates, and, thank God, CHELSEA WON M. U.!!! No surprise, really. Anyway, Youth was great, Ps. Siaw (yes, the term I coined actually stuck) preached, good message, disgusting beauty pageant though.

Then he asked me to go up and intro the song we wrote (PRESS ON). I had to recount the story for like the third time. And they sang it! It was good, in my opinion, anyway.

After Youth ended, talked to Yien's friend for awhile (A lot, actually). She's reading the same book as me now, what a Coinkidink! The Zahir by Paulo Coelhr, wonderful book, unheard by many, but she was reading it too!!! Scary. Didn't catch her surname though, Nicole something.

Had supper at Lido there. Wonderful Kweh Teow Soup.

Sunday (Easter)

Woke up early, Banjo picked me up and we headed to church. Was doing two things for Easter, so went early for practice. I'll skip that.

Easter started good, Praise was wonderful. Then was the children's thingy, which could have been better (ever the critic, I am). But they did the job they were supposed to, so praise God.

Then some message, then Joshua did a duet with Cindy, then it was time for my skit.

Did a skit with Deanna and Nathan, where I'm the Devil (yes, me) in a way. Malas want to recall the skit. It's about forgiveness and slavery or smth like that. I had fun doing it, so yeah.

Then after a lot of stuff, went on stage to finish the service with Who Am I, My Chains Are Gone, and Oh Happy Day (Love that song, man!).

After service went to Grand Port View to eat, after that went to the US navy ship thing. It wasn't all that bad, in the end.

It WAS freezing cold though.

We were SOAKING wet. Literally. We dripped all along their nice shiny floor, hehe.

They gave us a tour of most of the ship, really friendly guys, we went to the anchor room and the control room, and also the deck, but it was really cold, so we went back inside real quick. The picture above is from the deck.

This picture is of their canteen.

After the tour, me, Clem, Nick and Jon Lim ran to the car, SOAKING DRIPPING wet. I lost my tag in the rain so I had to go out cold and freezing to get it.

Now, however, comes the highlight of the weekend.

How Clement Lee Fainted

We went to City Mall after the US navy thing. Jon Lim wanted to donate some blood ( I don't know why, in the end he couldn't because they couldn't find his vein or something), and he ask Clem to donate some too (you had to be 18 and above to donate). So Clem was allowed to donate, and he lied down on the stretcher thing. They tried on his left arm, but they burst something(!), so they had to do it on his right arm. He had been injected with anaesthetic twice now (from both arms), so he was giggling a fair bit, giggled when I talked to him, giggled when I told him he was giggling, etc.

Anyway, so he successfully donated a large amount of blood. I stayed with him for awhile while the rest were with Jonny boy, and just talked to him, 'cos he needed to lie down for awhile. After 5 minutes he got up, but he felt dizzy so we guided him to the chair and he sat down and we gave him Milo to drink (he got like this huge bag of goodies for donating blood).

After awhile, we were all, "let's get him something to eat" so we started walking to KFC. Suddenly Clem stopped mid-speech, and his legs were collapsing-ish. In my mind I was all "wtf", and me n Jon who were standing either side of him caught him, but he was so heavy we needed Patrick and another random guy to help us drag him to a nearby chair while people were looking on.

While this was happening, his eyes were open, and we were all talking to him, but he wasn't responding. I was seriously freaking out a bit by then.

This lady out of nowhere produced a white little thing (which turned out to be a sweet), and waved it in front of his face. After a while, he blinked, and squinted at the sweet. He actually blacked out, so yeah. Hard for him to grasp what was going on. Anyway, long story short, we stayed with him, fed him, fanned him, made sweet drinks for him, and his parents came, all worried.

Really interesting moment of my life, hehe. Clement may not be the nicest person in the world, but through this, he has garnered my respect. Honestly. He sent me home after all that again, lol.

Had dinner with Kara, then here I am at home!

So yeah, it was one of those weekends. Those better ones, I suppose. Crab actually came to church again (surprise number 2!), that was good. Ate way too much food, that's good too. Made a new friend, Nicole, which is good I suppose. Easter was good, which is good. (XD).

Best of all though? I don't know. But hey, more's to come. Cutting Edge, people, end of this month! More details to come.

Can I rant for awhile? Haha, thank you.

I hate it when people say they want to leave it to God, but remain completely passive. What's passion for if there is no action? Being indecisive and staying that way is only your own downfall. You make mistakes only to get up again, and that's where I've been. So yeah, here's to you lukewarmers out there. Go do something. PRESS ON!

Soon to come: You'll be hearing The Declaration soon, this I promise :) Whooahooah!

Never again, Ri! Haha, I'm not mad.