YF camp 08 [from my point of view]

Bonjour! Je parle Français!!! Merci beaucoup SLOO!!!
Translation: Hello! I speak french!!! Thank you very much, SLOO!!!

Yes I'm back from Youth Camp. So as per-usual like everyone else, I would like to jot down what happen, lessons, people, or anything I see that is worth putting down on my blog.


THE ACTIVITIES
Caving in Gua Tempurong for the second time is not too bad. Although my shoes became sole-less and it feels like walking bare footed on the small sharp rocks with only a thin piece of cloth strapped around my feet. Well, at least those shoes were old and worn and thankfully not Nike or Addidas (another reason for not buying branded goods).

Workshops were great. I thank God for enabling me to participate in the French workshop. We get to discover how to say our names in french. Well, for me that part was pretty much simple. Sloo's a great and patient teacher. Well done!
(though it was a bit weird when suddenly the Sing with Yuen Yuen Workshop interupted us with a funny song they composed, Well done to you guys too!)

Games were not too bad too! The Sukaneka (that has nothing related to sports) was indeed quite fun. I am glad to see all my group whole heartedly doing through every single disgusting things like stuffing their face with shaving cream, or stuffing their face into flour to find coins. And the best thing is: WE DID IT WITH A SMILE!

(plus I ruin the Jenga when it was at its last block)

Mystery Night too was well, a mystery. HAHA Basically its like CSI finding who kill the victim, using what weapon, where did it took place, and why. The whole event actually took 2 hours but time flies when we're having fun. Jason Voon's sexy acting scared the hair off people. Well, we didn't get first place but it's all right. We were close.

Talent time is yet another awesome thing to watched. The group Zeal would definitely be dead without Kevin Loo. And David Ho really has a limited vocabulary. Muruku?

THE CAMPSITE

As some of you have noted in my fellow YF-ers blogs. Yes the campsite was nice and clean but full of flies. That's because we were practically in the middle of nowhere. A good place to make someone stranded for life. Yeah. So the campsite is extremely good... so long as you don't open your mouth too long. A fly might just fly in.

Tragically, we didn't get to use much of the facilities due to the tight schedule. But it was all right.

Toilets were clean. Food were good. Beds were comfortable. Nettings for insects were there. And air cons were working! So I guess this campsite goes way up to my list for great compare to some other campsites I went to.

THE SPEAKER

Joshua Liong

You've seen him, you've heard him, and now you shall add him on FACEBOOK !!! So yeah. He was our camp speaker for Passion for God. He was just simply amazing. He just gets to the point and the point drives through you like a sword through your heart. Something most speakers won't do. They just try to create impressive and decorative jargon and makes you think too much untill you're brain is back to square one: empty.

All the things he had said are well, to me not new things but still things that I haven't thought of in a long, long time. Things that always remained in the back of my head, untill now. It is just incredible to be reminded that God chose to let us be involved in his plans. And the purpose for us is just too incredible so that glory goes back to God.

Thanks to him, I get my spiritual high and passion renewed for God.
(Team Hoyt always brings tears to my eyes without fail.)


THE PEOPLE
The people there are just super great. Spontaneous, active, willing to listen, ready to laugh and most importantly, GREAT FRIENDS!!! They are the people you wish time would just stood still and never ends.

Their sharing are just great encouragement for people like me. It shows that they are growing and in the right path.

On the last night of camp, I and Han Jung stayed up till 2:30 am for bonding session. It was really nice. Haha too bad the rest slept so fast. You guys should have seen the dining hall when it is dark. Outside was dark, inside was dark and the place is full of windows. Just imagine if someone in white suddenly walk past one of them. Brrrr....

YOUTH CAMP IS AWESOME!!!

Note to self: I only wish I was more friendlier to people.

The real reason to be jolly falala-lalala

As little children we would dream of Christmas morn

Of all the gifts and toys we knew we’d find

But we never realized a baby born one blessed night

Gave us the greatest gift of our lives

We were the reason that He gave His life

We were the reason that He suffered and died

To a world that was lost He gave all He could give

To show us the reason to live

As the years went by we learned more about gifts

The giving of ourselves and what that means

On a dark and cloudy day a man hung crying in the rain

because of love

I finally found the reason for living

It’s in giving every part of my heart to Him

And all that I do every word that I say

I’ll be giving my all just for Him, for Him

We are the reason that He gave His life

We are the reason that He suffered and died

To a world that was lost He gave all He could give

To show us the reason to live

HAVE A BLESSED CHRISTMAS EVE WITHOUT FORGETTING THE REAL REASON FOR CHRISTMAS!

Your wish is my command, cool-shoes-owner/ Zoe

Directions: Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog/Facebook note with 16 random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose 16 people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment or tag them in your note to read this.

1. I love to create weird expressions.
2. I chose to be left behind instead of going for the Christmas family gathering today.
3. I once ran up my hand phone bill to RM150+
4. I wish I can be wise one day.
5. I want to die by cancer or some terminal disease so that I know how much time I have left.
6. I learn how to solve a rubik's cube by observing Mark Huang doing his thing.
7. I wish I had a sexier voice.
8. I love God but shamefully don't show it much.
9. I will change that [reffering to no.8]
10. I want to be able to think logically and rationally.
11. I want to build relationships that last.
12. I have a variable ability to sleep yet to be aware of my surroundings. Sometimes it happens sometimes it don't.
13. I can control what I say and do under the influence of alcohol when I am awake.
14. I can be everyones friend.
15. I wish I had more patience. You can never have too much.
16. I suck at romance.

I tag
Keen King (if you're sober by now)
Jun Yu (if you're un-emo right now)
Kit Meng (if you're free)

And you you you you you you *infinity.

I would understa-a-a-and~ Monday is not so bad day after all...

Eventhough it was really really really short notice, the best school friends made it to mid valley to catch:

Yes, you get it. Really awesome movie. Thanks Matt for recommending it. :) Go watch it, Jim Carrey's expressions are priceless.

Then we went to Fish and Co. for late dinner. That was when Keen King's chest becoming super red from 20% diluted vodka. I find my Fishy Maria was quite spicy. Yummmyyyy. Then we went to Sri Hartamas for Chivas. Boon Yang went red after a sip of wine. We shall call him Boon Yang the red faced clown. So we finished half of our Chivas bottle in Sri Hartamas and headed back to Jun Yu's place.

That was where the fun started and ended with a vomiting end. Ok. The fun didn't ended there. It never does. =D

So I and Keen King were being funny and poured the remaining half of the bottle of Chivas into our two cups to downed it. Unfortunately when we finished pouring we realised we almost finished the whole bottle. So yeah. Jun Yu get the whats left in the bottle and Keen King poured some for Boon Yang from his share. So WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE we toast, we downed and Keen King got really really really tipsy. Sorry. =D But really it is incredibly awesome how out of control you can get. You should see the vids I took for Keen King. Haha it looks as if I am really nailing it down on Keen King. That's because he was too funny. Really funny. Period.

Me? At least I am conscious enough to realise 1+2+3+4+5+6=21 Black Jack! And also still conscious enough to hear what the rest was mumbling in their sleep or half sleep. And also conscious enough to help open the jammed door.

Unfortunately, when I grew tired, alcohol takes its toll on me. No, I don't spout out truthful or revealing things or cursed like a sailor. Just get dizzy and feeling sick. So I tried to stay up as much as possible. But I failed miserably. So yeah I suddenly woke and heard a gut-wrenching sound and realize it came from me. Well, part of the sound also came from Keen King who was already in the toilet vomitting his guts out for 3 hours? So yeah, the toilet bowl was my best friend for the moment, Keen King had the sink to himself.

I think I shall stop there with the insightful details but I tell you this, it was an unpleasant sight. Jun Yu kindly took a vid for me to see. How kind. So when I got back from the toilet 20 minutes later (Keen King was still hugging the sink), I look at Jun Yu and said, "Lets do it again!"

No I was not saying that because I have no idea what was I saying. It is because I seriously felt a sense of elation, euphoria like sense of pleasure. Okay maybe not during the vomiting process but still...fun? It's like I can look back and say, "Been there! Done that!"

Yeah, it is kinda stupid to want to do what I did but really to me, it is something. Bonus: We get to hear Keen King confess that he love us monkeys. I'm really touch. I love you too, Keen King.

So summary of last night's events: Drinking, Making a fool out of ourselves, Laughter, Vomiting, Laughter at looking back of what we did during that night. Okay, maybe the laughing came from only me in the morning. I guess most people are not morning people. I am always happy I guess.

Please forgive me if I offended any of you dear readers for my outrages actions but please note that I would probably do it again. Just for the fun of it.

Cheers!

Undang my udang....

Waking up from sleep wasn't exactly as expected. It's more like waking up from screen saver mode, like a waking dream, like aware of everything yet to tired to do anything. Reason: stayed up whole night watching downloaded movies although clearly the undang test is tomorrow. 21 and Get Smart are great shows. Narnia was not too bad if you lower your expectations.

Well, back to me story, got up with incoherent thoughts, had breakfast and arrive at the Undang testing place at 9 and it was pack with people. I mean it starts from 8.30 am- 4.00 am. And you think Malaysians would always be late. Sad.

Well at least that meant there would be ample time for me to study! Yipee! Only the "study time" lasted 6 hours! Ish.... I meant it is kinda pathetic. Study for 6 hours and sat in front of the computer for 15 minutes.... Wheres the logic in that? T_T

Anyhoo, it's not too bad. I passed although the technique I used is really stupid. I was mentally noting the unsure questions, assuming they were wrong and what do you know? I got till question no.46 and with only 4 unsure questions. Which meant I tembak the remaining four questions. Passing mark is 42/50. I got 44! Not bad! I got 2 tembak questions correct!

Thank God I passed!

All the best for Boon Yang and Keen King for their Undang Tests!

(Keen King, please try to pass this time so you won't waste so much money on keep resitting your tests.)

良い一日不戦している!! (Japanese)

Christmas letter 2008 [Unedited version]

Greetings fellow beloved in the name of God Most High.

We are all keeping well and healthy. And if you are reading this Christmas letter, you, dear reader, must be keeping well too.

It is once again the season of joy and feasting where we all celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. But of course, acknowledging this season also means acknowledging the end of another year and a beginning for a new one.

This year had been yet another interesting year for us. Jonathan had faced his SPM without any difficulties, as he convinced himself. Ezra is still able to smile. Beng and family had flown off to Canada. Seth has started university life. And Beijing Olympics was over as soon as it begun. Time sure flies, doesn’t it?

In April, Michael broke his ankle and was hospitalized. And thank God for that. The reason that statement was made is because Michael had been continuing his routine of driving here and there doing his errands with one eye blind. So in short, him breaking his ankle is like a blessed enforced rest and time to think. He learnt his lesson the hard way, but in the end, he learnt it well. Now he is less active but still keeps fit.

We just want to thank especially the church members for their selfless help rendered to the family when Michael was hospitalized. The countless visits, prayers, get-well gifts and also food were all very much appreciated.

In August, Cheow Ean, Cheow Beng and Cheow Lay all came back to spent time with the family and also sort of a farewell for Cheow Beng and family who will be heading off to Canada. Unfortunately, Cheow Lay and David couldn’t make it to the farewell feasts because they were touring China and watching the solar eclipse from there. Miraculously, Cheow Lay and David met up with Cheow Beng and family just as they arrived from China and Cheow Beng and family were leaving for Singapore and then to Canada.

That’s all about us this year. There is still more but we are running out of space.
Well, hope you all have a great time this Christmas and don’t get sick from eating all that Christmas pudding.

Love & Christmas greetings to one & all
Michael, See Ai. Ezra & Jonathan Wee

I don't want to survive! I want to live!

Wall-E is an awesome movie. Period. Almost comparable with The Dark Knight. Hehe, now I'm downloading Wanted, Hancock, Eagle Eye. Yeah, I didn't really get to watch all the recent movies cuz of SPM and all. Tell me some good one's that I miss out, ya? I want to download them too. hehe Oops, download is the wrong word. After I get arrested. How bout if I rephrase it to "shared"?

So prom came and went and the poor me stayed at home that night. Well, the word poor is in literal sense. So guess you can't blame me. Haha. So those who went, tell me about it sometime ya?

Just some random thought: I think the older we get, the less open we become.
Less open as in less friendly, more racist, more stubborn, etc.
Hehe Figure that sentence out yourself.

Wished more people had come to volleyball last night. Heh! Matthew Huang miraculously invited a total stranger and he came while Matt didn't. Weird huh?

Oh Well.

Enjoy the holidays!

I will be the last one on your mind......

Hmm.. That should be a song title for the next top charts hits. Sometimes, my self-inflicting criticisms just astounds people... okay, maybe just me. That is why you normally hear me boasting aloud in front of you people how great I am but in reality I'm just trying to shelter myself from the voice of cold logic that's constantly playing in my mind. Guess my dark secret that has been blown wide open onto the surface for the world to see. Yeah, I am kinda pathetic.

Does it scares you? To find that I'm not the ever-Mr. Brightside?

No. I guess it shouldn't as the title clearly puts it into perspective.

Guess that I am human that craves for attention and instant gratification.

I'll be waiting for New Moon.

My head is paining...

Have you ever was infected by flu that causes headaches like none you have ever experience before?

I have.

Well, at least it started this morning when I woke up and tried to raise my head up. It's like every time you move your head or make a step that vibrates to your skull, a sharp dagger of agony punctures your brain and you have to stop for a moment with your eyes close.
During those frequent brief moments of pain you cannot think, cannot navigate, cannot articulates your words to express the pain but just focus on the blinding pain. Maybe I'm just whining and exaggerating but that's how I feel.

Pain (whether physical or emotional) is good, no, really. Pain proves that you are still alive and not dead yet. That you have still hope on living. If you don't feel pain, you are either inhumane or dead.

Pain also builds us. Makes us stronger. Like when you tear your muscles and then when the muscles regenerates itself it will grow stronger. Something like that.

I can't really think straight now, but what I have I just jotted down there above.

I wish...I had wrote this poem

I wish I could hold you
The way that I hold you
In my dreams at night

I wish I could share
All the feelings that tear
Me apart inside

I wish I could tell you
So you’d understand
The loneliness locked deep within

I wish you could know
The feelings that flow
Each time someone mentions your name

I wish there was somewhere
My love could run free
A place where loaners could dare

I wish and I pray
Though I’ve always known
I wish that I wasn’t alone

- M R Wood