Saturday, December 31, 2005
Church camp has drawn to a close, yet i believe it has also marked the start of a whole new chapter for many of us in our spiritual lives.I hope. Anyway being me i am simply too lazy to give a detailed diary of the whole camp but shall attempt to extract some interesting exerpts from the depths of my limited memory space:p
Day 1:
. "Where would you like to go to most for your honeymoon?" Weiling: New Zealand!! haha BIGG hint to marcus
. Darn.The shower gel that has not been touched for more than a yr turned into a mixture of clumps and watery fluid.
. All hail the appearance of the mighty flying cockroach that reduced the girls to screaming hysteria and the guys to removing their slippers and aiming for that huge brown spot languishing on the ceiling. It escaped, by the way.
. I've never eaten so much hor fun for supper..though i was picking off from everybodys share since they couldnt finish.
Day 2:
. It rained and it rained and it rained. We were stuck on the "peak" of Bukit Timah Hill enshrouded in mist waiting for the darn rain to clear..but the walk down was fun:p
. Results of the rain getting to our heads: Darius=Doris (the carry-all maid), Jonathan=Joanna, Rufford=Rachel, WZ=Wendy, Him=Heidi:), me=Eugene (eww), Yu'an=Lex, Lirong=Larry, Meiling=Melvin, Yunx=Yamashita hahaha (er the haha part not included:p) and so on..
. Results Partll : the introduction game involving our "new" gender had all the guys posing bimbos haha superly spastic
. Serious part: the repentance session was like WHOA. i really do hope i keep to what i have decided.
anyway its a cold and sleepy New Year's Eve for me..Im still trying to chase the sleep that has eluded me for the past few days. whatever to the countdown. Ill be cheering you guys on in my snores:)
PS: Day 3 and 4 another time if i feel like it
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Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Fleeting glimpses of what the last 2 months have entailed are whats left of a hectic roller-coaster ride. I guess im tired and i just wish that things could come to a standstill with a flick of the finger.
Either way, i dont deny that i havent experienced God's hand working in and through me in most of my endeavours throughout these last 2 months. He has indeed been more merciful in ways that i would never have expected and in more instances than i would have even dreamed of. Take Standard Chartered. Down 3 days before D-day with slight fever and indigestion, barely recovered to find Mother Nature knocking on my door. (For the uninformed, cramps are definitely not something you wanna get esp in the middle of a 10k run). Actually i was expecting it but just hoping that my prayer would go the way i wanted it to. Obviously not. I guess that wouldnt have extended my faith, or stretched it for that matter if everything had gone on fine. But anyway, it took LOTS of faith and struggling before i decided to go ahead and leave the rest to Him.Suffice to say, God never fails to deliver. What had been crippling pain the day before after just 1+ km of warmup translated to a steady painless jog for most of the race. Thank you Lord:)
By the way since im on to Standard Chartered, it was absolutely great. It just feels different..as if the hundreds of runners surrounding you are exuding some kind of propelling force, and all you have to do is just coast along with the surge of energy:) definitely better than huffing and puffing through the paces at east coast. Anybody interested in StanChart 2006?
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