tilt your head 90 degress to the left and you meet mr slushie. an angel dropped by during my mission trip and gave it to me.. now it's sitting on my table waiting to hop around. sarah spent money today.. how horrible. and she's slacking instead of reading. someone, throw a bucket of slosh at her.
ohoh.. the mission trip report is almost done! yays.. thanks peeps for handing in your reflections promptly! and esp to jia min for helping me with the report=)
a picture says a thousand words.. that's pretty much my week summed up. the butterfly was done by me and vanessa. wah.. glass paint is irritating, esp when it's stuck in the bottle.
then the bottom two photos are shu zhen's attempt to use my hp cam.. haha. poor wei heen sat on the oop side. so she became the victim of many shots.
kinda glad this week is almost over. reaching home at 9 plus everyday isn't very fun. I know i shouldn't complain.. but, i didn't realise that i've reached home so late on so many days till I was complaining to Jia min just now. weekend. time to catch up with everything and anything.
Do you see that?! haha sarah has murdered. muahaha. i couldn't get a shot of all the other parts.
it's gonna come after me... 'yakherh' oh no.. and then while i was at it, i murdered a spider as well. hmm. This week was pretty bad, in the sense that everyone tells me, "sarah, you look v tired" i shall attempt to sleep early this week and study hard. yes. sarah, you can do it. I'll stop short of talking to the mirror though. jia you!!!
pretty right? God made the sky and the sea. I wonder how He balanced the colours, the contrast and added light to the sky. I took this when me and Jia min went on our little adventure after doing QT while everyone else was still sound alseep.
I was reading jie's blog, which led to me dropping by isaac's blog. love is so abstract.. [oh no, sarah is getting emo=( ] funny how it is, i was thinking on the way home how i sell fish, cause i like to protect myself, which is by not falling in love or letting love get to me. enclose the heart in some metal casing, lock it and throw away the key- the brass kind.
then i was reminded about my grandpa.. you can say that i have regret, because I procrestinated. 10 years. that's how long i promised to go back to canada but i never did. 10 years. i can't believe it myself how time flies, how i couldnt be bothered. and how he came to find me despite feeling the evilness of the cancer in him. unfilial granddaughter. how i hate my birthday. Maybe one day i'll find the courage to let go of this sadness..
But on the bright side, i thank God for being so faithful, so merciful.. cause i know grandpa is with him. back to figuring out my notes. ahhh. it's 1.30. i must break the cycle of sleeping at 2 soon. =X
yays. sarah is tired at 4.30am. as you can't see, i'm complaining. back and neck aching from bending forward for the past at least 5 hours. can't help it, i dont sit at my table to do work. it's like planting rice. anyway, i'm done with the blog. yay.. oh. if i haven't told you, click the link to my mission trip blog from the list of links below. time for sarah to zzz.. and Shin hung kor kor is online. He's like super hip now. haha. Can't wait till summer break and then i get to see him. *cross my fingers* i miss my kor. and the newsletter is still far from completion. Heavenly Father, save me.
ahh.. oh no. i can feel my throat getting a little sore. I'm so sorry i ate 2 curry puffs at one go. Which means that i can't eat that tube of chocolate lying on my laptop just yet.. ouch. i'm such a pig. haha
i should say something normal. It feels good to be home!! actually it feels weird. uh. the house is kinda quiet. especially after spending 12 days with a bunch of crazy people=P That up there is my mission team. cool right? somehow or rather, i kinda miss them. there's a swirl of mixed feelings, of the exhileration of being back at home with internet access, a nice bed and my family and the missing of the people at bungalow 28. in the quiet of the night, i get a bit emo.. haha.
I hope i can remember for as long as i can, the care and concern showered by everyone, the 5 minutes cookie-monster-gets-fits laughter just before the girls in my room sleep, becca eating ice-cream in the morn so that she can get a stomach ache, simon looking for the koko crunch cereal in the morn, jia min doing QT with me, jacob taking lots of photos, tao- poking, singing 'down by the river', vanessa drying my hair after i bathe, walking to the swimming pool toilet carrying NTUC plastic bags.. 'mummy' doing QT in the kitchen.. daniel trying to snatch my laptop from me, jessica waking up the morning and constance squirming around on the bed, henry sitting up on the mattress looking at his hp, ron waking up the moment me and jia min come down to do QT.. it's all those little things that form the complete picture of my memories for the last 12 days.
to my dear saltshakers.. seems like i missed out on a lot. guess what, i missed you guys=)
tilt your head 90 degress to the left and you meet mr slushie. an angel dropped by during my mission trip and gave it to me.. now it's sitting on my table waiting to hop around. sarah spent money today.. how horrible. and she's slacking instead of reading. someone, throw a bucket of slosh at her.
ohoh.. the mission trip report is almost done! yays.. thanks peeps for handing in your reflections promptly! and esp to jia min for helping me with the report=)
a picture says a thousand words.. that's pretty much my week summed up. the butterfly was done by me and vanessa. wah.. glass paint is irritating, esp when it's stuck in the bottle.
then the bottom two photos are shu zhen's attempt to use my hp cam.. haha. poor wei heen sat on the oop side. so she became the victim of many shots.
kinda glad this week is almost over. reaching home at 9 plus everyday isn't very fun. I know i shouldn't complain.. but, i didn't realise that i've reached home so late on so many days till I was complaining to Jia min just now. weekend. time to catch up with everything and anything.
Do you see that?! haha sarah has murdered. muahaha. i couldn't get a shot of all the other parts.
it's gonna come after me... 'yakherh' oh no.. and then while i was at it, i murdered a spider as well. hmm. This week was pretty bad, in the sense that everyone tells me, "sarah, you look v tired" i shall attempt to sleep early this week and study hard. yes. sarah, you can do it. I'll stop short of talking to the mirror though. jia you!!!
pretty right? God made the sky and the sea. I wonder how He balanced the colours, the contrast and added light to the sky. I took this when me and Jia min went on our little adventure after doing QT while everyone else was still sound alseep.
I was reading jie's blog, which led to me dropping by isaac's blog. love is so abstract.. [oh no, sarah is getting emo=( ] funny how it is, i was thinking on the way home how i sell fish, cause i like to protect myself, which is by not falling in love or letting love get to me. enclose the heart in some metal casing, lock it and throw away the key- the brass kind.
then i was reminded about my grandpa.. you can say that i have regret, because I procrestinated. 10 years. that's how long i promised to go back to canada but i never did. 10 years. i can't believe it myself how time flies, how i couldnt be bothered. and how he came to find me despite feeling the evilness of the cancer in him. unfilial granddaughter. how i hate my birthday. Maybe one day i'll find the courage to let go of this sadness..
But on the bright side, i thank God for being so faithful, so merciful.. cause i know grandpa is with him. back to figuring out my notes. ahhh. it's 1.30. i must break the cycle of sleeping at 2 soon. =X
yays. sarah is tired at 4.30am. as you can't see, i'm complaining. back and neck aching from bending forward for the past at least 5 hours. can't help it, i dont sit at my table to do work. it's like planting rice. anyway, i'm done with the blog. yay.. oh. if i haven't told you, click the link to my mission trip blog from the list of links below. time for sarah to zzz.. and Shin hung kor kor is online. He's like super hip now. haha. Can't wait till summer break and then i get to see him. *cross my fingers* i miss my kor. and the newsletter is still far from completion. Heavenly Father, save me.
ahh.. oh no. i can feel my throat getting a little sore. I'm so sorry i ate 2 curry puffs at one go. Which means that i can't eat that tube of chocolate lying on my laptop just yet.. ouch. i'm such a pig. haha
i should say something normal. It feels good to be home!! actually it feels weird. uh. the house is kinda quiet. especially after spending 12 days with a bunch of crazy people=P That up there is my mission team. cool right? somehow or rather, i kinda miss them. there's a swirl of mixed feelings, of the exhileration of being back at home with internet access, a nice bed and my family and the missing of the people at bungalow 28. in the quiet of the night, i get a bit emo.. haha.
I hope i can remember for as long as i can, the care and concern showered by everyone, the 5 minutes cookie-monster-gets-fits laughter just before the girls in my room sleep, becca eating ice-cream in the morn so that she can get a stomach ache, simon looking for the koko crunch cereal in the morn, jia min doing QT with me, jacob taking lots of photos, tao- poking, singing 'down by the river', vanessa drying my hair after i bathe, walking to the swimming pool toilet carrying NTUC plastic bags.. 'mummy' doing QT in the kitchen.. daniel trying to snatch my laptop from me, jessica waking up the morning and constance squirming around on the bed, henry sitting up on the mattress looking at his hp, ron waking up the moment me and jia min come down to do QT.. it's all those little things that form the complete picture of my memories for the last 12 days.
to my dear saltshakers.. seems like i missed out on a lot. guess what, i missed you guys=)
Although the fig tree shall not blossom
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
This lullaby is only a few words
A simple run of chords
Quiet here in this spare room
But you can hear it, hear it
Wherever you may go
I will let you down
But this lullaby plays on
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mr slushie
a picture says a thousand words.. that's pretty much my week summed up. the butterfly was done by me and vanessa. wah.. glass paint is irritating, esp when it's stuck in the bottle. 
yays. sarah is tired at 4.30am. as you can't see, i'm complaining. back and neck aching from bending forward for the past at least 5 hours. can't help it, i dont sit at my table to do work. it's like planting rice. anyway, i'm done with the blog. yay.. oh. if i haven't told you, click the link to my mission trip blog from the list of links below. time for sarah to zzz.. and Shin hung kor kor is online. He's like super hip now. haha. Can't wait till summer break and then i get to see him. *cross my fingers* i miss my kor. and the newsletter is still far from completion. Heavenly Father, save me.
i should say something normal. It feels good to be home!! actually it feels weird. uh. the house is kinda quiet. especially after spending 12 days with a bunch of crazy people=P That up there is my mission team. cool right? somehow or rather, i kinda miss them. there's a swirl of mixed feelings, of the exhileration of being back at home with internet access, a nice bed and my family and the missing of the people at bungalow 28. in the quiet of the night, i get a bit emo.. haha.