camp.

spiritual renewal.

lots of tears. of pain. of joy. of gratefulness. of recognition of God is sovereign.

there were ups and downs.

but i learnt so much about God and myself.

thank you auntie karfoon and pastor henry for the prayers.




i have been really impatient lately. i think its pms. i am trying to get to the office to print some stuff. i am really not quite happy and really hungry. i dont wanna go for camp. bleh.

i am scared.

and i am really not angry anymore. i talked to mum already. come home.




i am a logical person who tries to be different. that is why i am not weird. something i told someone. hahahas. i am weird.

i remember the old man telling me that i shouldnt be a photographer but a journalist. i take that as my greatest insult as well as greatest compliment.

i really want to do well for my fyp. i dont know whether it is too early to think about it but i really need to do well. i want to do well.

i was talking to my mom. about things that i never would say to her. because i dont know how to face it. i always run when i have no confidence. but i will be brave this time round, for the sake of the family. the family.

i made some decisions which i believe is good though i dont want it to be that way. in the sense, i want to do the stuff i want. i dont want to be bonded by responsiblity. but we all got to face it. so i have got no choice.

i miss my best friend. i remember reading joshua's blog about how he doesnt know whether his best friend still regards him as one. yah. me too. i dont know either. but i still think she is my best friend though she probably doesnt know anything about me now. it doesnt matter. people connect not because they know stuff about each other. its because they love each other as friends.

well.

i am angry anymore. i will not escape too. i miss ya.