Stories of me and myself

This post is super super super backdated. Well, if you know me, this is nothing new. At least it is being posted! Haha!

Anyway, here are some of the photos taken. Since a photo speaks a thousand words, I'll have several thousands of words on this blog! I win! Hee.

This was the fog at our bungalow. Notice the little hut on the right? Pretty sweet, it was.

And of cos, I had to have my share of fun with dear HF jiejie. How could anything be fun without her to entertain me? Hmmm, okie, I would like to think the entertainment is neutral. Look at what kinda sacrifices I need to go through to amuse HF? Argh! She's squeezing whatever tiny duckie brain I have!!!

But luckily there's always Emay jiejie to sayang me... well, that is if she doesn't go "Huo2 gai1" (you deserve it), which she does at times. Heh. And informal surveys have shown that the probability of her having this response is increasing, especially if it involves HF! Haha!


And this is baby Joshua. He was the other "toy" at camp. The "communal toy who amused everyone with every move he made. All the hidden signs of motherly instinct in many of the gals emerged... Haha! It was especially amusing when he was fed Milo because no breast milk or powdered milk was available for the starving baby! Afterward, we just fed him whatever we wanted, and he was happy to be fed. Heh.

I wanna play BABY!! I like BABY!! If you are reading this, will you please produce a baby for me to play with?? *pretty pretty pleaseeeee*

This is little Nicolas. The one who goes "Doy-yer-fin" when he sees the jumping dolphin on my watch. The one whom I fell in love with when I first saw him. Cute right? I love man-handling him. Haha! And he doesn't usually look so... well, extraordinary. Miss him. And his brother, Peter.


Here is Peter, the little handsome boy who proununces his words so cutely that it always makes me smile. Won't he be the kind of boyboy you would be interested in when he grows up?? Hee.


This is my crazy cell, without Yixiang (Candy floss), Elaine and Eliza. What more can I ask for, when I have such a wonderful cell?


Oh, and not to forget my tree! This is my lamb chop! We had BBQ on the last day, and my lamb chop came like that! Yummy it was!

But of cos, church camp wasn't all about fun and games. (Though I'm quite sure my mummy enjoyed the games cos she cheong-ed so much for "Dog and Bone" that she toppled over several times, but each time, she won. That's my mummy! Hahaha!) It's not all about "going there and slack". Though I heard church camps are usually quite hectic...

I learnt alot... prayed alot and the worship was just truly amazing. (Not truly Asia.) I thank God for the time of refreshing He gave me... and the direction in which He pointed me towards. It was a tough time of struggling with certain issues, but I thank God that He guided me through it all, be it through happenings, or from guidance through friends.

God is good, all the time.