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Saturday, May 11, 2002

Okay. Confirmed my flight back on SQ 228 on Tuesday 18 June, arriving in singapore at 9.45pm.
Lyrics from Rebecca St. James' "Abba (Father)". I've been listening to her stuff on my Wow collection- powerful.
Abba (father)

Feeling like the eagle that rises
Flies above the earth and its troubles
Oh yes he knows that there are valleys below
But under his wings there's a stronger power

Oh Father - You are my strength
On you I wait upon

You make the road rise up to meet me
You make the sun shine warm upon my face
The wind is at my back and the rain falls soft
God I lift You high -- You are my Abba

Running in this race to the finish line
The only road for me is the narrow
Not gonna stop or even look to the side

When I fix my eyes on You Jesus
Oh Father - You are my strength
Now more than ever


When you've run too far - and the road is long
Can't walk another mile - He is waiting
Hope in Him again - He'll renew you
Then you will rise gather up your wings and fly...


Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
He gives strength to the wary
To those who hope in Him
They will soar like eagles.
Ooh. Problem-based learning tutorial (case study of an old dehydrated lady who fell, broke her hip and was lying on the floor for 24 hours): I never knew sunken eyes was a symptom of dehydration- i'd always associated them with blackbirds who'd "been waiting for this moment to arise". (wry grin)

Aside, i left a message at 2am yesterday apologising to Ben for missing the birthday celebration (am on my way to find the birthday girl now- got Bradley Trevor Greive's "The meaning of life" for her) and he replied back with a cute message. I'll type it up here next time.

Wednesday, May 08, 2002


is odd, to say the least. Speak about a greeting-for-all.

Tuesday, May 07, 2002

Dilemma on Friday. Birthday celebration of an ormondian (probably dinner at Chinatown) clashes with OCF, which as i have just found out, will be held in Janice's house in South Yarra. And if i miss su's birthday william will kill me. Arrrrggghh!!!

Birthday celebration in chinatown (middle of city): probably starts at 8pm, till late.

OCF cell group: Meet at uni tram stop at 5.30pm, proceed to house from there. Potluck dinner from 6 to 8-ish. Games from 8 to 8.30, then cell bible study and sharing from 8.30 to 10. More makan and chatting after 10.
(wrt the photo below) grins, so there -are- persons of wider girth than i, after all!
thanks for succumbing the dollar-fifty for my mango smoothie, gabriel. but the stench didn't just stem from female rafflesians; there were the sweaty, predominantly male soccer/basketball/softball players as well, yknow!

ps. jamin introduced me to this rj girl selling second-hand books at ora who looked a remarkable lot like you, andrew. (:

Sunday, May 05, 2002



[Ed: This post has been edited to remove the image on Ormond College's servers to prevent page loading problems]

Ormond college. During orientation they were like, "Freshers! Jump into the river!" and all of us were stripping to our swimwear. Then after all that they told us it was illegal to swim in the river. So we had to wear everything again.

Is this offensive? Should i take it down?
After 6 years in a Raffles School, I've finally gone to an ORA games day! As usual, for reasons unknown, I was terribly amused.

My amusement was increased by my finding, standing behind Shiming, none other than Yaodong! And with his hair intact. Isn't he in BMT already?

Jamin and Aravind were hanging around. I also bumped into 2 of my J4 RI GEP seniors. I brushed past them and realised that they looked familiar. For some reason, they were incredibly amused on finding out that I was at SMM.

The mannikin in the RGS museum wearing the RGS uniform looks terribly freaky without hair, but worse, the sleeves are not folded!

I left after barely an hour there, both because wandering around alone was too sad even for the likes of me, and the overpowering stench of smelly girls in the canteen!

[NB: In response to some comments posted-


n 1: a woman who wears clothes to display fashions; "she was too fat to be a mannequin" [syn: mannequin, manikin, manakin, fashion model, model] 2: a life-size dummy used to display clothes [syn: mannequin, manikin, manakin, form]

Source: WordNet � 1.6, � 1997 Princeton University]
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