Monday, December 22, 2003
tis a pity there is no post 'live out loud' syndrome
nah... no post 'live out loud' syndrome... but at least... i've got to talked to a few people... people like deming and shaun... shaun and i had a bell scare... and we totally freaked out... hahahaa! deming, shaun and i was dancing outside the prayer labyrinth with brooms and dustpans... we did a broadway act... shaolin kungfu... that was fun though... other than that... they are just secondary...
the camp segregation was real bad... the camper sees it so clearly... and some of the leaders too... but the 'camp top notch' is oblivious about somethings... but anyway... its getting pretty bad... evem after camp... these are the results of not praying enough or not planning enough... or the people do not walk the talk... or they are not humble...
the only thing i really love in the camp is the hike in the rain in pulau ubin with my own group members... they are jabez, grace, raymund, mindy, fion, eileen, thomas lee, marcus and me... cindy was sick... i was leading the group... got lost for a while and jabez had to take a big turn... we went back to the starting point and rent a van to the nordein beach instead... the other groups had to walk there instead... so... the moral of the story... go with the pastor... hahahaaa...
well... the reflector has become too jumpy... everyone jumps for the sake of jumping... and not the heart of worship...
overall camp result= ...
enough said about the camp... i finished my 'the rose' already... man... i love the show... it was good... i like the way its filmed and such... shall update it again.... okay... let's talk about 'christmas in the park'
jiehuai won the tv... well, i reached there later and jiehuai as usual... gives me a black face... but i did a simple design yet hard to do... i climbed the ladder up high and tied the cloth with the wires to the column... i was up there in the rain for hours... drenched... wet and sick... plus, i had a serious backache... but daniel and frankie got me an umbrella attached with a stick to cover me from the rain... all went well... except for the words we wrapped with crepe paper... no time... 'HIT N CRASH' were the letters... the game starts and all went well... but the rain just keeps coming... the game ends and the concert starts... and we are left with a lot of key chains... everyone was concentrating on the concert... all the key chains had to be given out... no one bothered... so, i took the initiative and went around carrying the kilograms of keychains giving them away to the people watching the concert... alone! adding pain to my back and stressing it over and over again... the usual half hour trip home turns to an hour... alone... wet and cold...
sometimes... i just hate my youth leaders... hanky pankying around with girls... or just sit there and let the others do the work... or probably they did their part... but the idea is not finishing part of the job and let the others complete them for you... i've been in camp for the three weeks and i did not complain at all... yet people accuses me of complaining while i was asking... "is there any chili? where's the chili?" my group reached the island the last... and the rice was only given to us the moment we reach there... and people has been telling me that there are chili... am i complaining... i can just say that... even she is a leader... but suppose she was the one who promotes encouragement... but the way she makes me feel... i felt that she is no different from the grouchiest secular people i know... was that edifying? i am not going to entertain her anymore... because the more i try to be of the same frequency as her... i am the so called 'hypocrite' people described of 'some' christians...
sometimes... i hate myself... for conforming to those people... now... i love myself... for being so faithful to Him...
anyway... i am heartbroken... hurt... and i shall stop here...
here are some pictures i took in meta...
carrying auntie cheryl...
cg25 with prezzies...
girls can be a pushover too!!
look! its a...
where's manson?!
aren't we cool?
i'm the unwanted bride... haha... check out my muscular legs!!
liten shan@
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