Breakaway Babbling..

Yeah...breakaway is past...so is my something I don't wish to talk about..


Day 1:

Arrived at Sepang around 4 or 5..wasn't so sure because I was half asleep.. Later all gathered at the hall for briefing while waiting for our room keys.. The youth played games while waiting.. Kinda like harrassed the newcomers by making them do monkey stuff... Ps. Willard made them... =.=.. When finally the keys came, we brought our luggages up to our respective rooms.. There were about 30 rooms booked, and about 90 over people came to breakaway.. Some keys were broken, and then replaced with new ones..around 3 people in a room. Ok sorry I'm going off topic..

When in our rooms, we were called to take a shower as dinner was going to be readyin 30 minutes.. The girls had a little problem because they're girls.. You know what I'm talking about.. Speaking of my room now, my roommates were Christopher Tan and Bryan Ang. Both of them showered first, while I unpacked and explored the room. I discovered that the television channels included star movies, so I watched a little while.. When it was my turn to bathe, I realised I forgotton to bring shampoo and soap.. So I borrowed Chris's...

Went down for dinner and had service later.. Oh I forgot to mention, I was in a group called Papaya Peace. While the other groups included Pumkin Patience, Lemon Love, Fig Faithfulness, Jambu Joy, Kiwi Kindness, Grape Goodness and Guava Gentleness.. Did I miss out any?.... Ok anyway as I was saying, I was in Papaya Peace, our theme song was McDonalds.. You know the tune...

Around 12 or so, we returned to our rooms respectively and had supper, I discovered they provided instant coffee, sugar and tea in the room. The only thing was missing in the creamer... Never mind, me and my roommates played cards, we're not gambling, so you can't say we're breaking rule number 5..lol.


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Day 2:

After breakfast and service, we played a game called "Don't wet my mummy"... Yeah I mean a mummy, the one egyptians wrap their dead in toilet papers to preserve them..or is it toilet papers?... Anyway, this was how the game went.. Choose the smallest and lightest to carry to be the mummy, in my group, we chose Amanda Sena.. Well she was the smallest and lightest to carry in my group so.. And she was a girl, so it fitted to be called "A Mummy". While other groups selected some small guys..so not suited to be called mummy... The objective was to carry your mummy to the other side of the field while keeping your mummy dry as there are bombers shooting water out of 500ml water bottles.. So you get the idea lah.. I forgot who won.. But I did not get wet throughout the whole game...wonderful..

We had lunch at around 1pm or so. Then we had 1 and a ½ hours of free time. Some went to the beach. Some went swimming. Some stayed in their rooms to be pigs. I went swimming.. The pool was so friggin shallow...and I forgot to bring my goggles.. So I can't really swim... Well at least you can swim freestyle with your head semi-ly up..

Later, we play THE-AMAZINGLY-NOT-SO-AMAZING-BUT-YET-TRULY-AMAZING-RACE.. Yeah you get what I mean..kinda like The Amazing Race that's shown in AXN... My group came in 2nd..not bad for competeting with 7 other teams.. We dashed straight into the sea straight after finishing the race.. The water was so warm...and shallow.. It's man made so of course it's shallow... Then later we return to our rooms to have a shower and take a short break. Then it was dinner and service again..

And we played the final game of breakaway, the final and most I-don't-know-how-to-explain game.. It's called Night Encounter.. It's a christian based game.. The stories of the past lives of christians, I'm not going into religion now.. If you wanna know more, msn me. I'd be glad to ceritakan without fear of being accused as religionist.. I slept around 2.30am..


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Day 3:

Woke up around 8.15, almost forgetting it was PMR-results-out day.. And I was not home to take my results from school.. So I decided to take it the next day. After breakfast and service, there was grammy awards for best Mr. and Mrs. Congeniality and Newcomer. Then we had photo session.. After having lunch and packing up and checking out, we departed around 2pm..

Arrived in church at 4.30pm sharp as a needle point. My thighs and cramping like I've never walked for 5 days when I've only sat in the bus for 2 and a ½ hours...

Back in home.. Cramp still on.. Unpacked and slumped into the bed.. Thinking of my PMR results...

Ps: I thank everyone for the pigeon hole notes.. I appreciate them very much as they mean a lot to me..

"Here I wanna be a stranger"

Goldfrapp - Forever

Yours truly,
- W-jw ~

A blessing of tis season..

Merry christmas to all~ And to all a good night...=)

"A gift of love, a gift a joy. "

Good things come in small packages

Yours truly,

-Jw~

Time has come..and past..

Finally...and I mean finally, carolling spree is over.. I can sleep for 3 days and not wake up..get what I'm talking about..


Anyways, the days are closing by where all the events seem to happen at once.. Lemme list them out for you.

1. 25th dec: Don't tell me you don't know what day is this...
2. 26th dec: Morning of afternoon go take the friggin PMR results. Night bbq at church.
3. 28th - 30th dec: Breakaway camp.
4. 31st dec: Watchnight service.
5. 1st Jan: and it goes on.....

Btw forgive me on crapping about my future events. Here's what happened today.. The main event, carolling in Sunway resort, not pyramid.. Forgive me I said it was pyramid earlier... Moved to 4 different locations..each location we have to sing 6-7 songs wtf... And don't forget 2 days ago there was carolling too.. I have officially lost my voice..or more to say, my voice is hoarse now.. At least it paid off.. After that, around 9pm or so, went to KFC for dinner, and believe it, I've never seen so much chicken in my life.. Glorious chicken... The money came from the funds that church recieved from the past 2 days's performance.. I practically swooped 6 chickens, I think..and some meltz and fries..2 drinks.. Really enough le zzz.. I'm stuffed.. This can last me for another 3 days without food...

Later around 11pm, some carollers went to Old Taste, brother of Old Town White Coffee I guess. In taipan. We had a nice chat there, I ordered ice-blended mocha.. Regretted. I can't sleep. That's the reason I'm blogging right now... I guess I'll be sleeping around 4 or 5am.


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I finally found my reason for living, darling, how could I live without you..

I'd give it all. I'd give for us. Give anything but I won't give up.

Nickelback - Faraway

Signing off,
-Jsh~

Back and tired out..

Notice: Short post.


Returned from Tioman yesterday, returned from choir church performances 5 minutes ago... My legs are aching and my head is spinning. I can't sit and I can't stand....


Speaking of which, I gotta keep my word of my recent post..updates of my trip and stuff.. I guess imma have to delay it..(sorry people) Kinda left my camera in my bag, in church right now...dammit.. Haih, tomorrow carol some more....can really kill my throat larh.. My school choir also won't kill us that much... Then on Monday again carol at Pyramid... When the real christmas comes I'd have no voice already.. Yeah I'm complaining all right.. As I've said, I'm worn out..

"I searched for conversation but I was lost for words"

Tim McGraw - Tears In The Rain

Your's truly,
Jw²~

it keeps going on..

Read my last post about my 'dysfuntional functions of my phone'. Yeah...it went to the extend of my limits.. Added 2 'dysfuntional functions'.

1. Now slide down also no light..
2. 2 hours later, the whole display disappeared..

Yeah f*ck it... Guess what, I was so friggin stretched to my limits, I tore my phone apart. Its a slide phone...so, tearing apart...you'd get the idea.. I practically ripped the phone apart..now it's in piecies in my drawer in case I need any spare parts. I'm in desperate need of another phone now.. A simple one doesn't matter anymore, need to sms and call. Get me a Nokia 1600 also I won't give a damn about it.. I just wanna..sms...

Came back from choir in church, weary... Then cycled to U12 with Ming Yan, Jeffery and Josiah. Reached there, I saw Alex and his bro Nick throwing a basketball at the trees. I found out there were trying to destroy ant nests...Red ants actually, was bitten by at least 5 of them at different parts of my body...you know what i'm talking about.. Played some basketball. Later that night, had dinner with some of the youth in Mamak Bistro.. 1st time cycled there, accompanied by Ming Yan.. Dinner over, cycled back with Ming Yan again. But before we left the mamak, tersaid something to Mel and Ming Yan...I don't know whether I'll regret it or not..

Tomorrow, actually 10 hours from now, I'm heading to Tioman for 5 days, back at friday.. Also stated in my last post I didn't want to go... Anyway, next update might be about my trip, hope to post some pictures too..if I ever took any.. (I don't really fancy photos taken of me..) But since phone is gone(destroyed)...so I guess I'll have to resort back to my old digital camera I hadn't touched for 2 years...

12 days to go for PMR results to be out...

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I'm sorry darling, my phone really is a piece of junk... I love you darling, I promised I'll be true forever..I miss you..

Tell me this will last forever, Dont you ever leave

Jesse McCartney - Without You

Leaving keyboard,
-Jw~

And so it goes on..

Back..and looking good... Hair's abit messy though..

Oh ya...I'm retiring....F*ck the people there...racist bastards... Not surprisingly, all of the people working at mcd are malays. Next time when imma find a job, restaurants are not in my options list anymore.. Well as they all say, teenagers just wanna find a job to get experience and stuff.. So I guess I won't get the amount of salary I imagined.. But who cares? Its better to leave rather than to suffer at they're hands... Cb crew...


3 more days to go... And I'm away to Tioman for an unwanted holiday planned by my parents.. Please lar..I wanna stay home and do my stuff, they insist me to go along.. I'm going for 5 days, back by friday...


Haih...yeah, they found out who was the him... It was me... Can't conceal it anymore.. I'm only speaking to those who know what i'm crapping about here.. After all 2+2 will still remain 4..nothing's gonna change that.. Yeah...and screw my phone... I'm so irritated by the dysfuntions I could even throw it into the river if my instincts didn't tell me not to...

The latest dysfuntional update: When I slide up my phone, the lights go off. When I slide it down, it turns back on...

Let me list out the dysfunctional crap my phone features to you:
1. The microphone spoils for no good reason. Meaning when I talk on the phone you can't hear me.

2. The speaker has problems. Sometimes it would have crackling sounds, but thats ok when I kacau the phone abit it comes back normally.

3. The mp3 function reads files from the phone memory, not the Micro SD memory.

4. You have set screen saver and wallpaper. If you turn off your phone, and on it back, it disappears. You have to set it again.

5. The vibration really annoys me. Sometimes it vibrates properly, other times it just hums.

6. The 1.3 mp camera if set to 1280x1024, the picture wont cover the whole screen.

7. Text messaging. You typed a word into the phone asking it to remember the word for future use. After a few days of not using that particular word, it disappears from the dictionary.

8. IT HAS NO FRIGGIN CALCULATOR.

9. Recording videos, it doesn't record sounds..

10. And the latest, lights turn off when slide up, turn on again when slide down..


So as you can see my intentions of destroying the phone...so, F*CK NOKIA 5300! No offence Nokia, but that phone really suck balls...

15 days to go for PMR results to come out..

"Can't quite tell just what it means to me"

Greenday - Warning

Leaving keyboard,
-Jw~