sarah and i were talking about our cousins this morning. you know what? there are twice as many grandchildren in my family than there are in hers. there are ten in hers, and TWENTY in mine.

anyway, she can't stop telling me how her cousins are all matched up [personality wise] by age. as in, the two eldest cousins are close, next two in age, then next two and SO ON AND SO FORTH. anyway, no such match up in our family cause we're so scattered and there's SO MANY OF US.

bad enough that i have exactly twice as many cousins as her. the gender ratio is the same as well. there are 4 girls and 6 guys in her family. there are 8 girls and 12 guys in mine. that's EXACTLY twice as many.

this was quite funny. and then comes the scary part.

i ask her where she ranks [by age] in all that mess of cousin, and she says she's the 6th grandchild. it takes me a while to figure out where i rank [DUH~] but i figure out that i'm the 12th grandchild.

AGAIN, EXACTLY THE SAME RATIO. how the hell did that work out?

so this means i'm twice as tall, twice as witty and twice as SMART as she is. consequently, i am also twice as stupid, twice as immature, and twice as fat as she is.

lovely.

photos from CNY Reunion Dinner '06 in Perth, 28 Jan.

food. look at that wonderful spread.

more food.

and again.

louhei! look at all the happy faces. it amazes me how u.weekoon can try to louhei and manage the camera at the same time.

all the louhei action up close and personal.

our would-be lunch the next day.

whoa. scary. actually, if you look at it in an abstract way, it's kinda like he's saying, "watch me jab this into jaron's head!"

candid shot of the year x)

presenting the cousins! missing 2 brats in KL but all granddaughters are present (: i like this shot. it's cool. after getting more $$ [for absolutely nothing too] everyone's all cheery and smiley. oh well. check out the flashing of angpaos for proof.
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alright then, CNY's pretty much over and done with. and school starts tmr. with no one to wake me up, i have a good feeling i might be late for school everyday. wonderful, isnt it?

i'm hungry. i shld go eat smth. mike's theory of eating-when-you're-hungry has a positive effect on me.

it's time to kiss my holidays goodbye.

I wish for an awesome camera now

To take pictures that make people go ‘wow!’

I wish for no more than a few hundred bucks [for the camera]

But anything less just totally sucks

Wish: A desire, longing, or strong inclination for a specific thing.

and I dream of a day where my pictures can make

national geographic look tacky and fake

I dream for some talent and a whole lot of luck

[As for the rest, I don’t give a ****]

and for my creative brain cells to all come unstuck

Dream: A wild fancy or hope; an aspiration

So I pray that my God will make me a way

For the camera, the talent, and a great free buffet

And I know everything is totally okay

As long as I remember Jesus’s birthday

i woke up today from a wonderful night's rest and the sudden apprehension of going back to school washed over me.

i hate that feeling, much as i dislike going back to school. think about it, its another year of routine that i have to go through with. and that totally sucks.

anyway. i've got better stuff to talk about first.

HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!! gong xi fa cai...

Part I

okay so anyway. i think i've had the best new year since i can remember! starting saturday night, when we had our reunion dinner. lots of food, everyone had fun mingling around, you had about 4 people going around taking photos [that will hopefully come round to you] and it was fun! we had some sorta jam session, with our talented cousins playing [namely, JONATHAN, aimee, and elena] and my bro too. well, it was pretty much a one-sided affair with the adults forcing the kids to play songs they didnt want to! while the adults sing along to songs that were way too high for them.

face it, my mum trying to sound like sarah brightman didnt work too well. my bro did it much better XD phantom of the opera, now that was one funny song XD

then the hymns came along and both jon and my bro retired to make way for the the girls! aimee and elena. and after singing a few songs..i joined the guys and retired to the family room cause i couldnt really take it already XD all good fun though. in there, we were entertained by sianjiun's antics XD which were really funny, his storytelling skills are number one! all the actions and everything...HAHAHA. funny.

then we went for dessert..and back for another round of singing, no hymns this time, more hillsongs and the likes. so yea, there was the music, there were the people, jumping up and down while the parents look at us as though we were high on non-alcoholic grape juice. i think some of them snapped photos too..i hope they turned out blur.

THEN after that came the highlight of chinese new year. which was the giving out/receiving of hongbaos. which was done in style, i must say. all the cousins were lined up in a row, from oldest to youngest and were called out one by one to get their hongbaos. this went on for about 3 rounds before they decided that it was easier for the hongbao-giver to go around instead. so when it was done, all of us had a stack of hongbaos. pretty much anyway. *camera fund....*

after taking some photos, we left the house. but that wasnt really the end of my 23-hour day. [bear in mind i woke up at 6.30am to work]

we took jon home along with us cause he was sleeping over. we watched the bourne supremacy, which i missed the ending to cause i was drifting in and out of consciousness [commonly known, as termed by sarah, as her power naps] and by the time the movie was over the power naps had taken effect and i was up and alert. so yada yada i think my bro went to sleep straight away, as usual the first to conk out, while jon and i talked and talked and talked until 6 in the morning. as usual. which is always fun, cept i forgot he had school the next day and that i shld actually give him some sleep =/ my bad.

and that was the end of my 23-hour day. not the end of the post, mind you.

Part II

after sleeping at 6, we were woken up at 9 for breakfast. 3 hours of sleep was definitely not good enough. only thing was that my bro had stolen my quilt which rendered me quilt-less, which left me out in the cold at night so i was pretty happy to be woken up and to get out of the cold. had breakfast..yadayada. church..yadayada. went over to jon's for lunch, then to jaron's to visit, my house for tea, and elena's for dinner. action-packed, i know. we were watching the finals..and it was kinda disappointing in the sense that from the third set on baghdatis was pretty much outta sorts..but he did play well, credit to that guy.

everyone left quite early after dinner, since it'd been a long, long day. cept i stayed 2 hours longer than everyone else who'd decided to karaoke. for 2 hours! i think they were high on wine..i was dying to get home by then cause 3 hours of sleep wouldnt sustain me much..but nope. we had to listen to them go. finally at 1030pm the effect of the wine wore off..and we departed from there.

and i got home and i slept.

those 10 hours of sleep was just wonderful. i need to rest before school starts. when the hell begins again.

and i've got another mess to clean up today. homemade banana muffins anyone?

i'm going to state the obvious.

SCHOOL IS STARTING NEXT WEEK!!! and what pisses me off is the fact that i have to go. unlike my dear cousin andrew, who is suffering from a severe case of withdrawal [lack of friends], i am not keen on seeing EVERYBODY THAT I HAVE HAD AN EXCUSE TO AVOID IN THE LAST TWO MONTHS. i know that sounds really sad and depressing, but hear me out.

i forgot to buy the presents.

i still owe jess for her birthday, cause we all said we were gonna give her next year, which is this year now.

guess what? i saw amy at Chan brothers yesterday. we had a good chat about.... everything in relation and nothing in particular. truth is, i just dont remember what we talked about.

I am NOT going to gain three kgs tonight from a chinese new year dinner SIMPLY BECAUSE i am not having a chinese new year dinner tonight. it has been dragged on to MONDAY because not all the family can make it on the appropriate days.

i gotta go eat now, cause otherwise i'm gonna miss my bus to work. hope you guys had fun at the skyworks and also at dinenr tonight.

i love you all!!!

my sarcasm has acted up again. worse than before. i think amy triggered it, but you know. a lot of other factors contribute to it too.. oh well. i'll save it for the special people.. namely amy. oh add mr X to the list too.

yea he went on giving me 'inside' info too..which backfired on him. tried pressuring me to give him the story on my part..cept i had none. and since when did i work under pressure..esp from him. what a jerk though. mike you're gonna hear so much of this. thats only cause when i rant at you, you rant along XD which makes it fun.

haha now he asks me what happened to my sense of humour. since when did i have any. towards him, anyway. to him i shine my full cold, serious exterior..

READ THIS HAHA.
"u were never as bubbly as amy and never as radioactive as kim wif her retardedness"

i pity you kim.

anyway. he gets the full cold side of sarah. not exactly. but the much colder side of me (i was never warm to begin with). and the best part? he doesnt realize it. dont think he ever will.. but let's just keep it this way.

hanyway. australia day celebrations ytd. the roast beef ytd was just brilliant, cept i still couldnt eat properly.. what a pity. the fireworks lit up the sky, created a cloud above the city..didnt fascinate me too much.. when the answer suddenly dawned on me while we saw light burst in the sky.

its man-made.

i enjoy the stars much more than fireworks, though they're one colour, dont move that fast, and just twinkle bit by bit in the sky. how can anything that we, mere men, make compare to that of God's creations?

wishful thinking.

oh well. thats all the firework fun till next year. i want my lollipop... pft.

cny dinner tmr. you'd better not gorge mike. you gonna do a repeat of last year? put on 3kg after dinner..hahhaha. that would be hilarious ;p

i'm saying yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes Lord
yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes Lord
yes Lord, yes Lord, yes yes Lord
Amen.

theme song for now, or until it is over: i so hate consequences - relient k.

happy australia day guys. today'll be full of screaming [negative way] and cleaning up and food and fireworks and family and PHOTOS. watch me. i'll be utilizing my camera..all until it dies on me. which shldnt take too long for it to happen, but let's not curse it shall we.

all 20 family members shall reunite today at my house and hence we must tidy up every single corner for fear that there will be a house inspection!!!!! no i'm really kidding. either i'm really sloppy, untidy and messy and i couldnt care less [which probably is the case most of the time], or they're just being paranoid. but i think its the former. i mean, if my room is messy, all i have to do is close the door and warn people not to go in OR ELSE. yea smth like that.

i wanna go to the huuuuuuuuuge oval that probably consists of 5 football fields put together with camera, music and self. and just lie there soaking up the sun with music plugged in trying to grab some nice shots of the lovely sunset. and others.

gingerbread turned out pretty fine (thank you God). maybe it was a tad hard or smth, i dont know, i didnt sample it..but my mum and dad said it was pretty good. i tried getting more income for my fund, but it didnt exactly go the way i'd planned it. and i am going to be baking at home by myself in future. you take your own sweet time to clean up and do everything. ytd would have been hell if my mum was at home. and i mean that in the nicest possible way. i know i'm not tactful.

i went to print photos ytd. gotta get them out on sat. 172 photos for just under 50 bucks (by that i mean a few cents under). my mum refused to pay. there goes last week's pay and sponsership.

i so hate consequences
running from you is what my best defence is
i hate these consequences
God dont make me face up to these

yea. i so hate consequences.

I DIDN'T SLEEP WELL EITHER!!

this stupid inter-influentiality totally sucks at times. now i'm damn tired and i still have to go to work tonight. rargh. hopefully, it won't be too busy - then again i want it to be busy cause otherwise it's damn boring and you just stand there awekwardly waiting for people to come and sometimes they come and they don't buy anything and SOME people you work with will come next to you and casually go "REJECTED!"

yes harry. BAKE YOUR HEART OUT. i know you just wanna bake so that you can gift me with some free food. hopefully, it will not be a repeat of that FRUIT SKEWERS thing. that was absolutely DISGUSTING. i can't beleive i ate it with sausage roll.

i wanna eat sausage sizzle. everytime i think of the time my friend bought me the one at school, i think of the barbecue at steven's where ken marinated the sausages in some HEAVENLY marinade. and everytime i think of THAT, i get hungry.

moving on. i shall be home alone for the rest of the day until my mum comes back. i shall not see my sister until late at night cause she actually has a life outside of home and has been invited to her friend's house for something. i dunno. and by the time she comes back, i shall be at work. thankfully, i dont think i'm the one who will be closing shop today.

harry, i shall never forgive you for giving me a lousy night of sleep. thankfully, i'm not the only person on shift tonight. think i'm working with the lady killer this other guy.

he's my god and he is my refuge
he's the rock on which i stand
he's my fortress, god he is my life
he holds the oceans in his hands

this picture is so pretty. creative. great composition.

surprise release of 2005: tommy lee, good times.
great song. he's got really good vocals. but... he's TOMMY LEE. you don't expect him to come out with a piss-weak song like this. well, piss-weak compared to stuff he's capable of.

i didnt sleep well last night. woke up 10 minutes ago.

i've been listening to some really good songs. wow hits 2006 is good. the gathering by jars and the rest is good too. worshipful.

i shall attempt to bake today. yea flying solo this time. though that gives me the peace of singing at the top of my lungs and the freedom of doing whatever i want, that unfortunately also means that i'll have to do the cleaning up ALL BY MYSELF. which is quite a lot, counting the cake mixer, bowls, measuring cups/spoons, trays... plus trying to keep the house in tiptop condition. i saw a note my mum left me, and on it it read:

try not to mess up the house, dad just vacuumed it last night. [at 11pm, no less. i think the men of the house could not get to sleep, they were having some nice conversation while i had awesome music plugged in. i bet you they were taking advantage of the fact that i couldnt hear them and started talking about me here and there.] if you do, sweep the floor and mop it up. please finish all work before we come home. don't goof around on the computer...

oh well. at least she allows me to go to get stuff from dewsons. if she could be more paranoid, she wouldnt even let me step outta the house. men in the bushes...

i seriously want my superpimp camera. while working, i see cute little girls that are awesome photo potential!! they come in, when you wave at them they wave back and awwww! melts your heart. i dont have much connection with kids, their cuteness doesnt really work with me, only unless they're really good kids, which is...hard to find. but really! pretty stuff..and the clouds are perfect. the sky..the sunsets esp are beautiful. *gushes*

yea we're starting to develop a photographic eye. and the road to challenge stadium just has so so so so so so so many nice photo opportunities! (yes mike, you told me so) i shld..attempt to walk there by foot one day with my camera in hand. hnn. maybe not. but smth like that (:

i shld go get my stuff early. more time to clean up then. man i pray it doesnt screw up.

sisters, brothers, we've got to learn to love each other; our Father in heaven has called us to be instruments of peace

i feel like writing a story

i felt harry shudder. the last story i wrote was a version of Little Red Riding Hood [brothers Grimm] whereby her real name was Sarah and she was the spawn of Satan. the wolf was the hero with a Singaporean accent and a low self esteem, and he ended up eating the girl, i think. i dont remember.

anyway... i think i'll do a parody, this time.

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all characters, locations and events are purely fictional and coincidential. they have nothing to do with anything or anyone, so don't think too much, you idiots.

once upon a time, there lived a little girl and her father. the father loved the daughter very much but not enough to stay alive, apparently, because he died shortly after he married a woman with shockingly red hair. she also had a hooked nose and eyes that glowed red, and shall henceforth be known as evil-hooked-nose-stepmother.
the little girl was shattered at the death of her father, and fell into the obsessive compulsive tendency to knit socks incessantly. thus, she became known as Sockasarah. and because she was of a moderately sweet and gentle nature [coughcough], sockasarah agreed to be pushed around by her stepbrother and stepsister - kim and amy, respectively. they forced her to do all the work not only at home, but at the family fish 'n' chips store as well. working at the fish 'n' chips store was particularly torturous to sockasarah as she was not allowed to apetize any of the food. kim, who was especially spiteful, tended to gorge himself on the food while he knew sockasarah would be watching. many a time, sockasarah had to fight back the urge to disembowel her stepbrother, always keeping in the back of her mind that disembowelling him actually meant getting within a half meter radius of his disgustingly flabby torso.
ANYWAY, one day, it rained.
"sockasaraaaaaaaaah" amy yelled from her bedroom. sockasarah was forced to abandon her knitting to attend to the call.
"what?" she asked rudely.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" amy shrieked. sockasarah began to regret her rude response. amy was unstoppable once she started shrieking.
"i meant, how may i be of service to you today?" she hastily ammended. "... O' master of shriekers and princess of, err, whingers."
amy stopped shrieking and looked at sockasarah curiously.
"and might i just say, your voice is sounding especially lovely today. the pitch is perfect for uhm... shattering windows - as i see you've just done," sockasarah added for extra measure.
amy glanced at the broken windows and a look of smugness came upon her face. "i do have a wonderfully strong voice, don't i?" she preened. "anyway, we're going to see a concert tonight, and i need you to find me my white Supre halter top and the ripped Levis."
sockasarah stared. "you do know that you have about a zillion white halter tops and ripped jeans, right?" she said stupidly.
amy scoffed, "but i want to wear the Supre and the Levis. they look expensive. besides, the ButterCookies are playing tonight, and you know they have that super hot guitarist."
sockasarah hastily nodded, sensing that any argument would result in more broken windows and possibly the loss of hearing.
on her way to the laundry room, she was summoned by the evil-hooked-nose-stepmother who told her that she had to open and close the fish and chips shop that day. on her own.
"what's the point in opening the store at all?" sockasarah complained. "it's raining. can't i go see the ButterCookies instead? i hear they're giving out free shortbread."
"YOU'LL DO AS YOU'RE TOLD YOU UNGRATEFUL SHITHEAD AND *bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*" the evil-hooked-nose-stepmother yelled. she suffered from Tourette's syndrome. sockasarah didn't even blink. ungrateful shithead sounded like 'queen of england' compared to some of the other things she'd been called.
the evil-hooked-nose-stepmother began to regain her composure. "fine. you can go to the BubuChacha concert if you manage to clear all the fish and chips we have in stock."
sockasarah nodded. she was the only one in the whole family who knew that the freezer where the fish was stored was almost empty because no one had given her the money to replenish the stock. getting to the concert was a sure thing.
so the day passed without further drama, except for a little while when kim accidentally choked on some gummi bears and had to be rushed to hospital. that evening, sockasarah closed up the fish 'n' chips store, holding on to a pair of socks that she had just finished knitting. it was a wonderfully warm pair of woollen socks with little designs of her disembowelling kim. she decided that she would give them to the first person she saw on her way home. [this happened to be an elderly Christian lady who took one look at the violent designs and whacked sockasarah on the head with her handbag.]
she got home and started looking for something to wear to the concert. there wasn't much to choose from, since all she had was a gigantic hand-me-down t-shirt from kim which reached down to her shins and a beautiful pale gold ball gown. she decided to go with the t-shirt, since she wasn't the type who wore dresses.
everyone else had already left for the concert, and that was when she realized she did not have a way to get there. she sat at the front door thinking up ideas. she thought about taking one of the cockroaches at her feet and magically turning it into a horse, but she knew that type of thing only happened in disney movies.
suddenly, there was a flash of light and a vision appeared in front of her. this vision came in an almost human shape, although she could see that there was something vaguely unearthly about it. in fact, it was so ugly, she was surprised God had even bothered to create it.
"what are you still doing here?" she asked kim. "and get that flashlight out of my face."
"i just got back from the hospital," kim said. "look, they even gave me a flashlight!"
"the hospital gave you a flashlight?" sockasarah said. "does it morph into a car?" she asked hopefully.
kim studied the gadget for a couple of minutes. "nope," he finally proclaimed. "doesn't seem to."
idiot, thought sockasarah.
"you're trying to get to the concert, right?" kim said. "i'll tell you what. i'll let you borrow my car."
sockasarah jumped at the chance. kim drove a BMW and who the hell cared if she didn't have a license. "why are you being so nice?" she asked, just before she drove off.
"the doctors knocked me out with GA and then gave me happy pills when i woke up," kim said, just before he toppled to the ground and landed on his face.
sockasarah drove with one foot on the pedal and the other on the steering wheel because her hands were preoccupied with knitting a new pair of socks. these were cotton. she felt no need to use the brake pedal.
she arrived at the concert hall where she somehow found her way to the front of the crowd, accidentally spilling amy's drink on her white supre halter top in the process. the ButterCookies' lead singer tossed out a few boxes of free shortbread to the crowd and sockasarah had to kick someone in the ass in order to grab one. but grab one she did, and suddenly she found herself stuffing her face full of butter cookies on stage. the lead singer had dragged her up on stage much to the chagrin of all the other girls. suddenly, he began singing about the girl in a boy's t-shirt eating a box of Danish butter cookies. sockasarah couldn't believe it.
SHE WAS FAMOUS.
she went over to stand next to the guitarist who was jamming away on his electric guitar. he became smitten with this strange girl eating with one hand and knitting socks with the other and proposed on the spot. sockasarah accepted, for no other reason besides the fact that he was an AWESOME guitarist.
"what's your name?" she asked.
"leon"
and they lived happily ever after.

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don't kill me.

finally the times are changed.

sarah: back i am
kim: yoda
sarah: what you talking about, i know not
kim: HAHAHAHA yoda with singlish

aww that was funny. you're starting to remind me of casper, mike. whether it be a good thing or not x) and travel plans are all set! destination: hawaii, egypt, antarctica. [amazing how we want to go to the same places and capture the same shots...man. freaky stuff]

and all we need are sponsers. hahahhahah my future lawyers-to-be.. my bro.. jon.. i'll try to be nicer to you guys ;p

as if that's ever gonna happen.

post thoughts on planetshakers:

note: this is solely my opinion and no one should feel offended over what i say. though they probably might. oh well.

planetshakers last night was a complete worship experience for me. it wasn't about the music, i didnt feel the bass penetrate through me; it wasn't about the people and their energy; it wasn't about the songs either, since i didnt know any of them. it was about meaning the words that come outta your mouth with all your heart, mind and soul.

i prayed really hard before going for the concert. i prayed that God would be glorified and His name lifted high with our praises. i prayed that i wouldnt get sucked in to the music and everything and that i was going in there for the right reasons: to praise God and worship Him and nothing else.

i didnt exhaust myself out there ytd. i didnt jump till my legs broke. i wasnt exactly out of breath. neither did i shout until my voice was hoarse. i didnt care whether everyone was jumping, whether they meant it or not. i was just encaptured in my own world with God. which was exactly what i wanted.

halfway through singing my right leg started going weak. [i dont believe it was because of my stamina, unatheletic as i may be] just turned jelly. there was some slight shaking in it, not exactly shake shake, but more of a beat. that just kept going. that was there during church camp. that beat seemed to make my legs so wobbly that i could hardly stand. almost like its telling me to get down on my knees cause my legs cant support me anymore.

before the concert started i was hungry (yea duh, after surviving on liquids a whole day, they really dont sustain you). after that, i wasnt. i was spiritually full. didnt eat until this morning. cant call it eating though, was really drinking, sad to say -_-

all in all, it was pretty good, personally. cept its not exactly delightful to sound like you're saying "CHEESES! YOU SET ME FREE" when you really meant to say Jesus. damn braces.

anyway moving on. i still cant eat. and it really sucks swallowing food. (me choking would make the headlines of the day!) what can someone who cant eat eat to sustain her. did that just make sense?

and no jon, i'm not anorexic. (dont look at me like that) i just cant eat okay. and whats the point of eating when you're not gonna be full anyway?

bah. roddick lost. i hate that metal thing up my mouth. i think things would be much better without it.

lovely change of blog name there. nice and accurate.

hrmm... SARAH HAS BRACES. brace face, although i can't talk cause i'm brace face too. yet another what-i-am-you-are effect. she's having yoghurt for lunch. i'm having cocont rice. oh happy days.... oh happy days....

harry and i are having this chat about... guess... photography la!! how can you not figure that out. aiyo, so blur one.

we both like each other's shots and guess what? both were flukes. amazing ain't it? i would like to say that it's cause we're so pro that even our fluke shots come up good. but the truth is, we're just DAMN LUCKY.

i've got two ulcers in my mouth. means it hurts when i drink juice, drink water, eat rice, eat ikan bilis, eat chicken, eat apples, drink coke, eat egg, eat or drink BLOODY ANYTHING.

ok, i gotta go make some money now. ciao.

i'm up at 7.30 after a not-so-good night's worth of sleep, my gums are aching despite the painkiller i took before sleeping. oh well, its not so bad, cept i have to slow down on my speech and be more articulate.. which really sucks.

anyway, remember how this blog came about? it was suppose to be contributed by THREE people, namely, mike, amy and myself. whatever happened to amy is still a mystery, i dont think she has ever visited this blog. so now it is dominated by 2 main people (typed pain in just then). ahahahhah.

okay i have no idea what to do at 8 o'clock in the morning with some annoying ache in your mouth and no food. thank goodness for ausopen.....that hasnt started play yet.

i just came back from the orthodontist and voila! new ornaments on my teeth.

you dont know how much i loved the all-natural mouth i had before 4pm today.

at least it's not hurting or anything, and now i've got a fine excuse not to eat (i'm not anorexic, i just dont feel like eating there days) funny how this all started after my trip to m'sia..oh well. its not all that bad (:

anyway. watched the end of sharapova's match, not too exciting or anything; roddick's match, kinda boring too, considering the whole match (at least the first half) was full of roddick acing that guy; and davenport vs kirilenko's match (first half at least) now that was a thriller. kirilenko's good! though i've never heard of her until today (call me ignorant) but she is really good. serve, groundstrokes and all, and she's 18. kinda like sharapova, just that i'm not a sharapova fan.

planetshakers tmr. not too psyched up about it. ho well.

my bro loves calling me brace face. sigh. thats what bros are for eh. annoying species.

"I have a bunch of half-naked women. He has a bunch of men. I know who I'd rather have dinner with me."
Baghdatis' next opponent Andy Roddick believes his bikini-clad supporters will more be than a match for the Cypriot's fans.

i'm sorry guys. i wasn't happy with the rally. i know what i could have done though. jump around for MY own reasons. but even the people on stage seemed more intent on getting the people to cheer than to get them to sing for God.

ok, enough about that. i'm going again on friday. hopefully, HOPEFULLY, henry seely will be here by then.

i wanna eat laksa. got nasi lemak for lunch, which is good. but i wanna eat laksa. hmm... I WANNA EAT LAKSA.

you know, i realize that most of my posts have been dark, depressing, and upset of late. what happened to posts like 'the fly' and erm.. ok, to tell you the truth, no other post was actually much good. it comes from having to much time to think, i guess. does this show i have a split personality? one that spawns the happy posts and another than spews out depressing crap?

on a lighter note, andy roddick has won both his matches so far. i swear this is his year for the australian open. then again, i say that every year for every grand slam and how many has he won? 2. i think.

laksa laksa laksa laksa laksa

i just checked friendster. some people who visited my page seem really familiar, but i'm either hallucinating or i've forgotten who they are. i can't decide which is worse. when you come right down to it, though, friendster serves no real purpose, does it.

wow, i just realized, i'm big on killing off all meaningless crap lately. unfortunately, this does not extend to my speaking skills as i am still spewing meaningless crap.

yup this is gonna be a photo blog. of pretty nice shots that i dream of taking.

this shot is just pretty. focused on the 2 birds while the rest is blurred. probably would have been better if he'd [photographer] gotten the whole bird, instead of chopping off a part of its wing, but still, for capturing such a sharp shot of a flying bird, he is gooooood.

yea thats perth XD on a gloomy day.

festy stuff. i got a shock when i saw this photo. i'm never gonna take stuff like these. pretty good shot though, despite its contents. good example of repitition. nasty stuff. imagine thats gonna be us when we're all decomposed. hi mike (:

aHA this is just pretty! look at the stars, look how they shine for you; yea its some really nice sky thing, unfortunately i am not intelligent enough to tell you what it is, but just admire the photo okay. sosososo nice! the stars esp..and that green cloud thing, whatever it may be. the lighted tent just adds to it. proness!

this is a nice simple shot that i could probably take. if not for AUTO-FOCUS (damn you). nice and sharp though, look at the kid ahhahah so cute. quite a loving pic too actually.

oh boy this is something i would absolutely love to capture. LOOK AT IT! so pretty! i mean yea if you're running away from it its not too funny but its so pretty! look at that red-orangey larva in the midst of all that darkness! sososososososo pretty i am gonna see an active volcano at least once in my life. hawaii has one that's still issueing larva after erupting 20 years ago. i wanna see! i bet the day i reach it'd have stopped. but look at that! WHOA red hot fiery stuff. reminds me of mike's outbursts. HAHA quite accurately depicted might i add.

AWW look at that hahahhahha. two small puny things in a huge field. nice focus it has. once again, damn auto-focus.

hah! this is a nice shot. looks like its leading to a nice place into the sun-rise. what a nice shot. okay i know nice is overused okay. how pretty (: i wanna take one too.

i shall go on exploring more pictures while my stomach grumbles. i'm really gonna get my superpimp camera now. if its 438 or smth like that figure mike gave me, i am so getting it. unlike some people, i have done all my christmas shopping for people already (with no money taken from my fund hahahhaha) so i can now channel all money to the Buy-Sarah-A-Camera Fund!

imagine during CNY i'll be going, "thank you for your kind donations, all money will be channeled to the Buy-Sarah-A-Camera Fund! (:" watch me do it XD

it's so good to blast music through the house.

i'm back to maintaining two blogs. two guys and a girl has been relatively dead of late, but the return of harry to perth has seen it's resurrection.

i'm not in a cheery mood at the moment. i think i'm suffering withdrawal symptoms from - believe it or not - actually having a day to day purpose. at least school gave me something to do.

wow, i really AM crazy.

no worries, harry, we're not related and are extremely unlikely to EVER be. unless of course, you fancy andrew. XD i'm gonna tease you for a while for asking about him. muahahahahahahahaha. i'm so evil sometimes.

we are crooked souls trying to stay up straight
dry eyes in the pouring rain
the shadow proves the sunshine
the shadow proves the sunshine

i like that song a lot.

ey, most likely, i'll be going planet shakers on friday. cause jane and richard can't make it any other day. truth be told, there's actually youth on friday, but we're thinking of skipping. hopefully we'll be able to go at least ONE night cause i'm really looking forward to it. damn.

you wanna bring me?

hello perth. i am back.

i know how much you missed me, you just had to rain when i came back. as if i hadnt had enough of the rain in singapore. but the weather today was just glorious. nice and cool... nice to wrap myself up in a jacket, cept i didnt have one. nice to have the night breeze blow in now, cept we cant close the window in my bro's room from the inside (retarded window) and i'm not prepared to go out and i dont wanna endanger my life so yea. also cause i predict i'd forget to close it.

point being. its good to be back. the flight home wasnt all that great, not only cause we were delayed, but also partly cause i was worrying about my lost ring four fifths of the journey home. yea i dropped it, and looked everywhere, and couldnt find it, and went into silent panic mode. and prayed. and looked again. and prayed and decided this time to screw the looking around, i'm just gonna pray and God's gonna reveal that resting spot of the ring to me at the end of the flight.

thank God, i found it at the end. when the flight landed. to God be the glory.

besides that, i'm getting braces next week. whoever heard of getting braces within a week? and i went to do an xray. cost me $150++ for the 10 min or so i spent having a look at what i'd look like 90 years down the road when i'm all rotted and decomposed. my jaw kinda dropped when i heard it, and my mum was all cool and all, and i was pretty impressed with that.

till i found out in the car that she thought she'd heard $50 bucks, instead of the HUNDRED in front of it.

oh well. then we came home and prepared for dinner at my place. with ROAST BEEF (drool, kim) and roast duck and stuff. and jon was laughing over the beef while scrutinizing it..while the 2 kids (namely, jaron [Spawn of Satan, so says jon] and audrey [angelic on the outside, pretty sly on the inside) were going round annoying him hahaha. if you think i'm bad enough, you havent seen them. i prod jon with an intensity of 20%, audrey repeats the same action 20 times more with 5 times the intensity.

talk about making disciples. this is one disciple i know will outdo me for sure, and i'm scared for jon =/

and talking to you on the phone was just entertaining, wasnt it kim (: i know i'm your saviour, only one who's called in weeks who didnt call about work. sigh. plant the 2 of us together and for some weird reason, ego levels go sky high. even though we put each other down so, so much! plus, the link is still there. funny la hahahhah.

and no, we're not related, we're determined not to ever be related. i dont even want to name the possibilities.. it's too scary.

and i wanna print photos, do some scrapbooking. then walk home from garden city. and sing on the way. and grab some photos, practise panning and blurring with cars. and spend some time out with myself. stargaze too. watch the sunset. really have a good rest, otherwise i'll be like this the whole year through.

planetshakers conference. i shall go before and after braces. kiiiiim. good thing CNY aint this weekend..though it would be a good thing, since i shall go on a liquid diet (not really into the idea of diced sandwiches XDDDD).

the difference between and older boyfriend and a younger one?

the driver's license.

that was pro XDDD

i heard the song 'so nice' while sleeping last night...and it was very jazzy and nice.

then i couldnt sleep the whole night thereafter, tossing and turning didnt help much.

anyway, i shld be leaving for KL soon, i have a feeling the car will be packed, only cause we're hitching a ride from my dad's friends and besides the luggages that will fill the car there are also 2 golfbags going along.

how on earth do you expect us to be able to ferry everything there?!

plus i have this really strong feeling i'm gonna get carsick. hallelujah. so long as i dont end up puking along the way..i have bad experiences with that. the last time i ate char kway teow and drank grass jelly and puked 4 times in the night and once in the morning. i kid you not. that was nasty.

yea i'm here cause i'm lazy to reply emails.. no pretend i didnt say that. i'm here to revive the blog!!!

happy new year, blog. it seems the rest of us have forgotten you. merry christmas, while i'm at it.

and reading kim's threats....somehow scare me, in a non-literal way. it makes you really wanna comply with whatever she's threatening you about. i quote:

if you don't get to read this email cause you
somehow cause your own death, i shall drag you back to
life and mash your face in front of the computer just
so you will read all my depressing sentiments. got it?

phew that was scary. plus the time she told me not to get hurt by someone cause she wants to inflict the damage herself...freaky stuff.

okay it just poured all of a sudden, and when i mean poured, yea it poured. heavily too. good thing i'm not out walking home taking the bus or smth..or i'll be cursing away.

thus, farewell dear friends, (yea cut that language) i shall drift off into the cat and dog rain (raining cats and dogs?) and yea i'm speaking off-tune.

i've got a sore throat. too much chocolate, too little water. owww.

and 6 emails a day are always welcome, kim. i'll gladly read 'em XD not gonna guarantee i'll reply every single one of them....

yea okay bye.