lukewarm showers are disgusting

it happened on thursday night.

i was pulling the cable of my laptop charger out of the laptop, only to have a chunk of laptop come out with it.

but be not alarmed... my laptop still functions fine, except i can't charge it, which basically means i can't use it, seeing as i've bled the battery dry.

this explains the lapse in blogging.


there was quite a bit of awe reflected in the faces of some of my friends when i went to school today. murmurings of "wow kim, you didn't go online last night" were not uncommon.
i think i need to get a life.


jo's got a japanese exchange student following him around. the dude supposedly does weights before bed every night. the extent of my acquaintance with him has been all of "oh, hello". his name (which i cannot recall) sounds like Yamaha.



am currently listening to the latest live album from planetshakers, although the way they're spitting these albums out it might not be the latest anymore. anyway, Saviour of the world, recorded live in Melbourne January of this year isn't bad. then again, i think all their albums aren't bad at first. upon reflection, the more recent ones all end up sounding the same. the last couple of albums didn't leave any songs that STUCK in my head.



random picture of the cat jo gave me. sam took it, i think. so random. the whole thing is random. random fat cat.

the cap doesn't fit

my head has grown bigger.

literally.

my hat felt a little tight at work on saturday, but i thought it was just the way i'd tied my hair. but yesterday...

yesterday i had to loosen it a bit before it would fit nicely.

why moey finds this insanely funny, i do not know.
my head is about the same size as his waist. someone measured it last year.

but oh well, more space for brain.

this is all i want to do

dying to it

there are some feelings that just can't be expressed adequately in words.
at times like these, pictures are good.
but it doesn't make a difference when blogger refuses to upload them into your entry.
it's been like this for a few days.
i never thought i'd feel it so much.


to celebrate the good times
to help me through the hard times
to bring me down to earth
remind me what's important
who comes first
who comes first


gotta keep reminding myself that.

so...

it only took one question, a simple "how's life?", to turn it into something much more meaningful.

he told me life's treating him normally; he just has to deal with some stuff.

and that's fair, because it's not about how life treats you at all.
it's what you make of it.

"it's the way you choose to see what's coming at you, and the way you choose to catch it."

life gives everyone crap, and the ones who end up happy are the ones who take it and turn it into something better.

let's not talk about equal opportunity here. don't compare our lives to those living in poverty, or the ones really less fortunate. that's a slightly different story.

just think about what you have. yes, life will throw you some curve balls; it'll flatline at some stage too. but nothing is terminal. what you end up with hangs on what you do with what you're given.

it's not about what happens.

it's all down to you.


urgh, i sound like a self help book.
So Your Life Is Crap. How To Turn It Around In Seven Simple Steps...

moey's dream

moey had a dream last night...


▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
we all met at our primary skool...

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
then their was this huge commotion abt sum1 trying to cut of another guy which then turned into a car crash

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
so ritz and i ran to see what was happening and it was onli a tiny scratch on his car...damn azns

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
then we went on the bus and i saw him cheng loon

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
his face went all munted like

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
u know on the ring how their faces become twisted afta watching the video

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
then i saw u sitting down in straps

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
coz apparently u were dangerously retarded
*i cracked up at this point*

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
and it was cheng loons fault

kim says:
ahahahahaha

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
then i woke up

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
interesting huh?

kim says:
that's damn funny

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
it was close to being a nightmare chubs

kim says:
cause i was dangerously retarded?

▪ ▫ ▪ м с ѕ т υ м ρ у ▪ ▫ ▪ ™ says:
and cheng loons twisted face



and i thought my dreams were random...

aftermath of camp: bandwith killing posts

a lot of people have trouble deciding what and how much to bring to camp. but for some, there are a few things that just canNOT be left behind.

for instance, Jessie brought Usa-chan, and Esther brought (do correct me if i'm wrong) Mashames Bolstey and Pillowy? yes, i do know their names. we have, after all, been formally introduced.


during free time...

some enjoy the scenery...

some feed the rabbits...

while others prefer to stay in their chalet playing Ratchet & Clank on PSP.
[or some soccer game on PS2, depending on which chalet you live in]

reminds me of how on the last night of camp while everyone was playing at the bonfire, esther, sam, moey, william and i sat in a row on the couch in chalet 4 in silence, watching James Bond (the one with Halle Berry) while eating cup noodles.
sad, huh.

jessie looking glam.

and the Dim... just as glamorous, of course.

and when you can't get into your chalet the conventional way...
you do whatever you can.
gee cheng loon, you don't even live there -_____-

aww... they've found each other! how beautiful *sniff*

and this is why we stay up until 3 am at night...

sam deals out the cards...


we all pick up the action we're supposed to be doing...

HAHA! AMY'S SO SLOW!!

but i lost the next two rounds, so i can't really talk.

then we end up falling asleep all over the place.

andy sleeping on the rocks by the lake.

but we do have a lot of fun and laughs.

and no matter how random...

weird...
or weirdER we look (hmm.. might run in the family, this one)

we'll always have each other...
now isn't that sweet?

orchard glory 2007

the three and a half days of church camp just flew by... and like jono, i think a lot of us are suffering from what he calls PCD [post-camp depression].

we were back at Orchard Glory this year, and it's as lovely as ever. the water level of the lake is a little lower than before though, and there were seven geese two years ago, now there are only five.


the speaker this year, Rev. Geoff Wesslake was interesting. his talks are really deep, and you can see how complex his thoughts are. some of the things he talked about really hit me, and it was a true learning experience.


many thanks to the aunties who made really great food for all of us. it's not easy to cook for a couple of hungry, chinese people, let alone 50.

apart from the spiritual, there is also the fellowship. camp is always good for getting to know people better.

there was some sisterly bonding...

by the bonfire

quite a bit of brotherly bonding...

the guys of chalet 20.

some found themselves in nature...
and there was even some human-animal bonding...
it's all too much to say in one post. but it was a great camp.tiring, but fun.

happy birthday again Tan. sorry about the dampness. thanks for organizing such an awesome camp.

i want to be a camaro

transformers was SO BLOODY COOL!!!



you have to watch it.
who cares if what little plot there is has holes, the special effects and robots more than make up for it.
cheng loon described it in one sentence: it's a very enjoyable and bad movie.


church camp tomorrow.
i don't think i have enough food to bring.

a life you don't live is still lost

please answer YES or NO.

in the last 12 months, have you:
1) had male to male sex?
2) had syphilis, herpes, or any other form of STD?
3) been pregnant, or given birth?
4) breastfed a child?

these are the kinds of questions they ask you when you decide to give blood.

today, i had just over 400mLs of blood sucked out of my arm. you're supposed to give 470mLs, but if you're a little small, or if your blood's a little uncooperative, you give less. as it was, i spent 15 minutes in the chair [almost twice the normal time] and i only managed to pump out 405 mLs.

but...... i left with a full stomach, a very cute soft toy, and a gaping hole in my arm.

it feels nice knowing that i might be able to save three lives though.

ok, maybe two and a half.

save three lives. give blood.


blogger is being really difficult tonight. none of my pictures will upload.
but here... the new Goo Goo Dolls single for the Transformers movie.

Before It's Too Late Goo Goo Dolls

I wonder through fiction to look for the truth
Buried beneath all the lies
and I stood at a distance
To feel who you are
Hiding myself in your eyes

and hold on before it's too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

and the risk that might break you
Is the one that would save
A life you dont live is still lost
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real til it's gone

Hold on before its too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

So live like you mean it
Love til you feel it
It's all that we need in our lives
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real til it's gone

Hold on before its too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

Hold on before its too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

It's all that we need in our lives
It's all that I need in my life

this guy sings such nice lyrics.

time was never money

"The Future is something that everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is."

C.S. Lewis

many people have said that time is the most important thing you can give somebody.
you can't buy it at Myer; time spent cannot be returned.

it's priceless.

so use the time you have wisely. spend it doing things that count, with people who matter.

you don't have to rush.

but you don't have forever.

almost made me cry

Dear Mr. President
Pink

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

Dear Mr. President
Pink