now that i have come back from camp, i feel so empty yet filled with happiness at the same time.
its just that i've become so used to waking up at 7 in the morning and going to bed when the night services ended in that little apartment.
looking out the window was the first thing we did every time we entered that apartment
from there we could see everyone and wave to them and said hi.
from there we could make fun of weird people while they did stupid things through the window.
from there we made friends with our neighbours all the way from JB.
amadea, justina, jessica, rachel, i will miss you guys
weird people that waves at us for no reason, cool voices guys, shirtless people,
even though i dont know anyone of you
just your presence at the opposite apartment made my stay there really awesome and fun.
this camp really changed my life
i learnt that i have a new heart and made me look at things in a different way
i learnt that i am able to make an impact on someone else's life
i learnt how to sing some african songs that had actions to go with it.
it was really fun doing them.
i had fun jumping, dancing and singing while worshiping~
so anyway
camp was suppose to be the one place for me to lose some weight
but as always i ended up eating more than i was supposed to
they served breafast, lunch and dinner
but for the pass three days, every time before dinner we would eat a mee cup
ish ish. even my mother said my face is rounder
the first day i was so blur cos it was my first time attending HUGE camp
we were at the hotel shop shopping for snacks when four guys walked in and asked us where were they suppose to get the name tags. (i called them the cool voice people~)
my first impression of him was that he had a really cool voice. XD
and then everywhere we go, we were bound to see them
its like there is some magnet pulling all of us together.
for every service they would sit beside or behind us.
and what's weird was that, wherever i stand which so happened to be near one of the cool voice guys, he would "run" and stand somewhere else.
like i was some disease to him or something
i dont even know you!!!
my babies are not dead!!!
haha...mother was taking care of them while i was in PD~
ohya, i can ride a bike again
magon and i had a fun time riding on the double bicycle all around the whole resort~
missing the window so much
everybody blow you trumpet ~pa ra ra ra ra ra ra ra~
Thursday, December 11, 2008
the window
signed off by Cheyenne at 9:04 PM
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