I wrote a poem day before yesterday...wahaha, its very playful. I don't think i used some words correctly but hey! i had fun! It was really early in the morning, like 5am malaysian time or something, 2am aus time...the heat had woken me and I couldn't get to sleep...so here it is!

Romantic Imagination
it seems
is captured in abnormally shaped leaves
which spin as they fall
to the threshold of dreams
and float through the thoughts
spilling colour through split seams

Now continue to wonder
forget common sense
(which is not so much sense as just common)

Pick up a leaf
examine with care
or else gather them together to
throw into the air
chew on them for juices of one of a kind tastes
or stick them in your ears or nose
to hear and smell a delightful propose!
Rub them on your fingers
squish them between your toes
and discover how your phalanges learn to compose!

Now if you were to let them lay
to digest them, reject them
then wash them away,
dispise not the ones who let their leaves grow
for their hope is more than you'll ever know!

so i've bought 2 Enid Blyton's and 3 Roald Dahl's, probably two of the best authors in the world! in my world! oh, and little miss sunshine, bought that too!

Lately has been filled with wishful thinking (not the band, but the actual), and hot weather, a little bit of apathy. I didn't bring my bible, i thought i wouldnt need it for a couple of days, there, i can feel a little remorse. i need it, what was i thinking?

I don't need you. dont need you, don't need any of you. I have one, one will do, one who is definitely bigger and who will never forsake me nor disappoint me nor discourage me, though he could if he wanted. But his love for me forbids him to do so!

I still wonder how you go n Australia, still wonder if home will remember me.
It will be long til I see you again.
I wouldnt miss you if I had the option. Thanks mikee for the introduction to Ruth! i like!

I guess you could say I've been thinking...about the nature of, well, woman.
Surprised? I was. wahaha!
So there I was, on the upper deck of the double-decker, with the whole front row to myself, being awed by the sights and brilliant wonders of my wonderful God, and his creations...yea, Im quite sure it helped evaporate the grumpiness in which the morning had been initiated. And somewhere, somehow, my mind drifted (as it does) to life in the long run. Hmm, I remembered Jonah (love him!) telling me of his brother's recent proposal...and those recent jevo's had their relevances to marriage. Marriage...did i spell it right? Was it for me? Did i want it? Yes. Could i do without it? Yes. Could I be equally happy on both ends of the spectrum...Yes...methinks...

I fight it...yes i fight it. Why? I don't like generic. As if the word itself is distasteful, the thought of being 'like everybody else' makes me shiver...yet I am. I am like everybody else, apart from human physicalities, there are desires and longings that I do believe God instilled in all of us to think alike. What is my purpose? Why was I created? Am I a purposeful being? How do I reach fulfilment? If there something for me later...in life, maybe in another life? These, I am quite satisfied with, althought answers mature and make more or less sense, I am quite satisfied with these....and then there was Love...
Love itself is quite puzzling for me, not the unconditional love, which although I don't understand fully, I grasp better than that of the love between a man and woman. I have friends who I could confidently say, love me regardless. And to them, I do believe I will always love them, always, because...just because.

But the love between a man and woman...that is a puzzle and a dream.
Do I want someone? I think I do. But I don't want to. Why? Because I like the thought of being independant, it makes me feel strong and maybe a little prouder (not that i need any of these). I don't like to be dependant. I do not want to rest myself on others, because they fall short...i myself fall short, i need not others to help me with this. But then I'm caught unawares by short daydreams that maybe someone will understand me. Maybe there might be someone I could spend the rest of my life with, who would be amazed by me and someone to amaze me. I try convince myself out of it by a somewhat feminist approach...wahaha, funny hey?

And i think about it, and I do believe every female, every woman wants that. Whether they've grown up with the ideal or to have had it mature in them as life progresses. But it's not always evident. I don't think so at all. This dream of a perfect love and then family...it is a dream and a desire. Yet men, in their very capability to be the key to this dream, are destroyers of it too. Damaged dreams, experiences of damage, or hurt by man, whether on the same level or higher (eg: first love to father, teacher to president...the range is extensive and infinite), shape our opinions of man which influence our desire to have that shape of man in our lives, thus it varies.

Men consist of jerks and cheaters and abuses of all kinds, are they to blame? yes. What of their up-bringing...will it never end? and that or the ones that bring up! But also, woman, in their fantasies, high expectations or acceptance of low ones, in their up-bringing and how they are to perceive man and coorperate with him, will it be so delusive? So many extremes, so many hearts broken and the human race is hopeless! Wife who do everything for their husbands, whose respect for themselves is nothing, whose value for themselves is nothing...and then Independant wifes who dictate the lives their husbands live. Or then singles are another story!

Forget all that rediculous theory...that is my mind making senser of the matter, it is completely bias and opinionative. There are no facts here...

Me? If i do not have children...it might be a loss.
My passion for children has my desire for my own intensified that quite much more.
But thats oke...It's something I've tamed. That, and my desire to get married, is considerably less, though on hearing a lovely song I would automaticly add to my mind's list of "suitable wedding songs". wahahaha! of these, is newly descovered Josh Groban (whom I love!) "you are loved (don't give up)". That and "in her eyes" and "so she dances" he's got quite a way with words. He's got quite a voice...

Children are awesome....let me ramble, a woman's body was perfectly designed to accomodate at least another one whole human being! Isn't that amazing? I can accomodate another human being and nurture it within me and also after. So tell me what isn't to get excited about! Pain? Pain in nothing, pain is for a while, pain doesnt last...but another life. Another breath! Yes, seeing birthpains do not make me anymore than nervous. But a funny nervous. Like..."God, humans can't even come into the world without causing pain!" wahahaha. Destructable beings we are! Definately!

Did you read all of that? I'm in the airport now, heading back to KL, Malaysia from HK here...It's been good shopping. i spent a little over 250AUS, in a week, equivalent to about 1700RMB (hk) which is flipping great! I've done well...

here, im just getting my brain juices going because of the lack of opportunity with shopping. You only needa know how to bargain and convert here. The language barrier is nothing severe, yes, parents do come in handy!

I'm done...hope I didn't bore you....wonder if I made sense?

I'm going to be boring because Im at the airport with no mouse so it would be waaay to muc htrouble to make this colourful and random, (i need to deposit 100RMB and buy a drink to get a mouse, wahaha, fat chance ppl!).

Have fun in OZ!

beauty is not related to me...she does not follow me, though I try to stay in touch. Maybe I've the wrong beauty.
I try to tell myself I don't care abotu what your doing. I'm still tryna get over myself. Please don't limit our conversation...actually, i don't care. omgsh, im so outta here. something in me is hating...

...for Christmas, I'd like a cubix rube! that and a small canvas (or three), with something crazy that you've made for me yourself. I'd like to see you smile, hear you laugh and that'd be abundance for me!

God forbid i forget the real reason behind Christmas, giving and love, giving love...
i love you.

...if love was red then she was colourblind. All her friends have be tried for treason, and crimes that were never defined.
quite catchy one that one. not related to me at all, incase of concern....

new line.
This is my last whole day in Oz til next year! my flight is tomorrow at 3pm and eight hours later i'll be hot and sweaty in malaysia truely danger! wahahaha!
Today is beautiful!
So I hope you grow and get better and become a walking challenge for me on my return. Hope you get braver and stronger and more enduring. Hope life treats you well or that you fight it if it doesn't. Hope you make more friends or bring friends closer. I hope you know your better than complaining and that appreciation for the smallest things is a source of joy.

There is something else meaningless that occurs on earth: righteous men who get what the wicked deserve, and wicked men who get what the righteous deserve. This too, I say, is meaningless. So I commend the enjoyment of life, because nothing is better for a man under the sun than to eat and drink and be glad. Then joy will accompany him in his work all the days of the life God has given him under the sun.

-ecclesiates8:14&15

I hope you dance!
love you plenty!

seriously guys, i cant remember having that much fun....well i can, but not within the last couple of weeks! I LOVE YOU GUYS! seriously!
what's better than having your last exam and then going to see ya besties, getting totally flabbergasted by the awesomeness of God when we seek Him, to the point when the air feels thick and everyone's given it their sweaty all! To then go out at 11:45pm to a carwash to wash a dirty white integra typeR, meeting mish, being embraced like ive been missed (i want to see you again). Then laughing as pasta gets drenched, then laughing as i get drenched! Getting overpowered because i've the strength of the stereotypical girl, getting drenched summore, fighting back...getting drenched summore. Then being given an overgrown jacket because apparently i dont look decent, in fact i look like ive just taken a shower and forgotten to take my clothes off, its strange because im soaking wet inside and im wearing a quite-dry jacket. how did it happen? I don't know, it's the strangest thing?! I don't know, it's the strangest thing! Run across the road to Maccas (those 5 seconds of running across the road were amazing, i dont know why, like i was wild and free and life was mine to make what i wanted with it, alongside friends -who could ask for more?), simple, see people we know, my neighbour, Pasta's childhood bestie. yeapp, the wets leave- i take pasta; the dries leave-tb takes bear. it feels like ive just lived. like i've lived and yesterday was as full as potential would have it! That, friends, makes me happy!

I got home at 1, a half an hour later than i said i would return. I cant even apologise because i wouldnt mean it, im not sorry at all, i just had the time of my life!

Refuge

I play the part of the unfaithful lover, again reconciled. Over and over.
"I love you," said I, "I will be faithful" over and over.
"I love you," said He, "I will forgive you" over and over.
Now unto Him who is able to Love regardless...

And she said “Think your romantic thoughts and speak your words of life, the world is not going to get any better.”
To which was replied “It could get worse if everybody thought like that.”
“Wishful thinking and reminiscing…could it help the future? Could it even help yourself?”
Still another, “What you don’t know won’t hurt your spontaneity.”

I’ll do what I can, forget bitter, forget ignorance, forget obsessive optimism. I’ve still got my gut feelings, my comfort, my hope, my God. So I’ve got ample reason to smile on till Kingdom come! :D

(And the world is what we make it anyway!)

A gold ring, another pair shoes to walk in, a little more interuptions, and double edged swords.
This has been the bundle of happenings of this past week and i feel it will last a little longer. That, along with mildly reckless driving (mildly...thats where it starts isn't it, no excuses I know, or should anyway).

yea, the geek in the pink.
yea, make me wonder.

strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling...so?
partners for life are overrated and underestimated.
God, I never knew a love like this before...when you said "I love them" i just about died.

sleeep all day, i swear i could. no, i couldnt but i'd pretend to if you were to sing it to me. sleeep all, sleep all day!. today? today suggests chelsea beach and the journey to in a convertable. top down, dust flying into eyes just to feel that flying sensation, just to feel more free unnecessarily. but that's life nowadays, majority unnecessity. Today suggests small company, small talk, and short mentions of important feelings or happenings. Today calls for imagination, for wonder and greeeen!! Today wants to jump. we'd be accepted by today.

And then on the way back, to have dusk fly into our faces, to have the wind flying with us, pushing our travel into the horizon or something. you'd say "heeeeeeeey!!" i'd say "yes?" she'd say "here!" and turn the radio up and we'd all sing alonnng with more passion than could be captured. then one by one, we'd all go home, i'd say goodbye as if i'd never be able to say it again. And then i'd drive home, observing as much beauty as i could whilst driving home. be acknowledged by family on returning, sit outside for a little watching the waterfeature and then retire to some embracing unconsciousness...and dream of what tomorrow's today wants.

I LOOOVEEEE JASON MRAZ!
If you've got the poison I've got the remedy! I'm yourrrssss!!!

wahahaha. anyhoo, wats to say? I think I'm beating up my greeen monster, although still getting beaten too... i'll win, I know it. Like I'm gonna let some jealousy get the best of me? no, its not over my "love". no, im not even in love! so HAH!

I have a $7 library fine, because I borrowed a laptop and didn't know you get it free for only 3 hours...i think i mightv'e gone a 6 or something :D

brilliant...im poor. i squandered my money today...on feeding myself...i've spent about $5....cant believe it! wahaha, how hopelesss..im gonan nap now. because I'm tired and I think i tackled my first exam well enough. I have a folio, art folio due tomorrow at 5pm...apparently its a killer...they think I'm screwed...I think I'm a'right!

see, next week, though I still have 2 exams...I might act as if it'd over, cos by the time this crazy week is over...i might be over exams too...i'll let you know! tired....this will lack interest (aka, colour and random fonts and sizes) just because im tired and im going to sleep on the couch now...

roses read
tell of violets, blue
who wouldve known (so early)?
i'd be missing you.
fighhhhttt it fight it fight it, fight you
STTTEEAAAAKKKKK!!!! wahahaha! woohooo! iwantotellyou,
LOVE YOU iwantogetover,.mbineedyoutoomuch
SUPERRRSTARS!! iwantyourhelp.
"I think it turned ten o'clock but I don't really know And I can't remember caring for an hour or so Started crying and I couldn't stop myself I started running but there's no where to run to
I sat down on the street, took a look at myself Said where you going man, you know the world is headed for hell? Say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to"
-matchbox twenty legends, addictive song! LETS SEE HOW FAR WE'VE COME! LET'S SEE HOW FAR WE'VE COME!

Provoke me further, go ahead. I might decide to move out of my thoughts and into action.
What am I doing? Why? Why not?
http://myprivateparty.deviantart.com/art/Walk-on-by-38808947

I thought it was very provoking...but is it enough to make me do something about it? Bought another Big issue, it hurt my pocket but i think it helped someone more...Turn's out I have little under one hundred dollars to get me through the month, until malaysia, until I get a job.

So for now it'll do. Can't believe I'm feeling this...well I think I'm glad I am.

double dare you to live forever...

Find in me the hope

That you have never known

Find in us the faith

The faith to bring you home

Feeling a little unfaithful..which means the same as feeling unfaithful. A lot or a little, unfaithful is unfaithful.

What more could I ask for? Abundance I have, and I was surrounded by you. this reasonably thick air that i felt swirling around me, i knew was you. Yet I could not commit myself to it, to you. I felt like more; more in the wrong sense. AsIf my mind has grown bored and too curious outside of the abundance you provide. My heart, it seeks (in intervals remembered) your face. Your heart. But I've grown restless. Unsatisfied is a more frequent visitor. Are you stirring me? It is very uncomfortable.

Yes, I know the truth, I know the single truth and I know I need it, need you. The day is another beauty! I'm to be in pleasurable company soon. I need you now, more than ever. Yesterday's portion was not enough for today, and yesterday's portion will run short if given same today. I need more! My own steam is lacking, more evident now than I remember.

I'm not depressed, do not mistake me for it. I actually have no reason at all to be feeling like this, other than I might be sheding an old skin (an old self), as sunny as the day might be and as abundant as my food supply is, it is a little awkward. All is going well for me, rest assured, life seems leisurable (probably too much so) and friend's are great, family are great! I cannot blame any circumstance for feeling a little icky, for they give me more and more reason to feel otherwise. I will call it shedding skin, cos its the nearest explanation for this, now. Wait up for the fresh new me oke? ;)
love you plenty!

in dire need of a savior.

I woke up a little confused, where was i? How? Trace back my steps through memories of yesterday and I find myself here. On the couch! So what happened? I was eating dinner (pizza) on the couch very comfortably because ally was talking to the computer and the mum-dad tag team went for dinnering fellowship. I switched on the tele for a little(10 seconds or so), got fed up with waiting and without appetite for it's bull. I didn't see the need to switch on the lights either. It's getting gradually darker, very soothing, very natural. 6:30pm. I place my plate back on the table, wipe those oily few fingers with a tissue and get comfy sitting up against the couch. 6:45pm close my eyes and relax a little, thats the last time I remember checking the time.

I stir, a little cold and pull the blanket at the foot of the couch over me, fall back into unconsciousness. Then I wake up for no apparent reason. 1:20am. I woke up a little confused, where was I? How? Trace back my steps through memories and I find myself here. On the couch!
poo you!
This semi conscious life has got me in smiles! Seemingly a little pointless; hopeless. Like a child's efforts to attain something of an adult likelihood...without the adult assistence. Is life so restricted? Mundain? Will you beg to differ?
cant write anything here anymore!
I promise you more than the joy of kinder surprises in this life and multiplied in the next! (just because He did first! wahaha) its 3...ive been awake for 1.5hours.
i tried running 2day! felt good! feel hopeless
My eyes are getting blurry, Im hoping its time to hit the bed again! My body clock's out of whack! No, the novelty of watching sunrise will never wear off, I will if you don't go, i'll find others! Lisa, feeed yourself! Please!

The way we see it. That's all. We don't see eye to eye, we never do unless the conscious effort is made. I find myself here again, I'm not sure what I'm getting at. mmm...

I want to read, feel like reading. Think i'll go to the library today and find myself some insight!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! What shall I get for you?
maybe i'll remember...

JOOOOnes! LOVE YA! hope it goes well with ya, and i know it will!

God, teach me today...

who are you when you drop your guard? do you ever?

Dear Peter Max, please take me to that better world!! you rock!

I might nurture a dislike for talking to the computer. Something about it's emotionless reactions and deceiving temptations doesn't help me. If a conversation is to get awkward, let it be awkward; none of this 'brb, sorry was hanging out the washing' rubbish, you wouldn't do it amidst a face to face conversation. It's just such a pathetic escape from consequences of your words, although it becomes recorded can be corrected "oops, wrong convo" yada yada!

I'm building it up, this dislike for online conversations...why? because it gives me more reason to sit dreamily in front of the computer forgetting life, forgetting responsibilities and practising procrastination! Right Now? now is a reflection...

but i spend to much time here, everyday, waiting for a good conversation, waiting for someone interesting. Waiting makes up too much of my life. Here, online i forget my revolt of waiting...while adding to it.

I don't like this world of pretend. I don't like cheap escapes. If I'm to suffer, gimme real pain, make it strong, make me remember life and appreciate it! Petty was never my favourite, nor was smoke-screen or plastic covers. If the couch is made to be sat on, let it be sat on without covers. It the punch is to be dealt, don't lessen the blow because you remember I'm a girl; if the door is to be opened to let the breeze in, let also the sunshine that comes with it!

I hate hypocrisy, more so in myself. Remind me, without the sugar coating! Hurt me if that's what it takes, I'll thank you later...cos that's what love does! Hurt can only last for so long..

Mary Pickford used to eat roses, thought that they'd make her beautiful and they did.

And i walked through as many alleyways as i could find along my way, braving the scarier appearing, yet it was fun-adventurous (good alone time)! And it pays to be friendly! I walked into a gallery where half of the walls were empty, only occupied with hanging hooks and slightly disorganised furniture. Talked to the owner/manager/everything-guy and yea, he was kool, cant say i remember his name though i try very hard, talked for about half an hour about his life, what he does! amazing life! He travels, like he travels a lot! he's somewhere different just about every month! Apparently midway through taking down the previous display and about to put up works by Judy Drew. Sounded like fun, i think it'd be fantastic to work in a gallery! i offered a hand except he had a couple in line already...should've left my details anyway, hope to pop in again next week. oh poo, i've kinda forgotten where its located, i walked around in a big circle...
Anyhoo, preparing to leave, he reaches among the confusion on his desk
"hey wait, have this."
"oke! thanks! wahaha!"
i see he had a few on his desk. its a book called "Drawing on the Senses; Judy Drew" Its a little commentary on her life and works and then various displays of her pastels, one picture per little page. I like it, it was sweet of him. i like it how strangers are friendly and give just because they can, just because they want to! Bought my 2nd Big Issue today, I like buying them, I should probably read them too!

And I was walking and this lady was walking past me, more like stumbling/limping, and she looked like she was in soooo much pain! and i just walked past her, and then 2meters later BANG . i chase her and ask if she's oke, I didn't feel very helpful though, she was late for work and on the way probably fell and twisted her ankle, she was about 50meters away from work (Armany Exchange), i just walk beside her and talk to her, felt kinda stoopid not helping her, but i didn't know what to do!

And then, then I met up with M and agitated her, she agitated me back by whipping out a ciggy. damn i hate it when she smokes. I'm gonna see her again, and then maybe not for a while. I don't know!

WE WENT SUNRISE CREW! wahahahah! AWESOME! LOVEDDDD IT! heres a peak!
Love you guys! It was awesome sharing the morning with ya's, chilling with ya's from 4:45am til 8:45am! Again AGAIN!!! PLEASEEE! you guys are my relief! ;)

at steph's place now.

gosh, i never knew michael buble to be soooo smooth after a disney classic, like beauty and the beast, fairy tales are the biggest chic-flicks i rkn. i prefer them over the real thing anyday! Feelin good, michael! wahahaha, serious, givin me chills at the moment! michael buble and jaz in general has to be one of the ultimate turn ons :P

Today involved (in no particular order):

-getting lost, feeling cold and unsure about my direction, feeling stoopid, feeling relieved getting picked up from my lost corner, stuffing my face with pancakes and banana smooothie! watching beauty and the beast, sitting and eating lunch and casualy chatting with stef. my oh my, its very chillout, and she's been studying!

I bought a book yesterday! I was quite excited, although I know how unwise it is to be spending on leisure pleasures because the necessities are running short, but but but I couldn't resist. It cost me $14.95 and it was called: Brian Banana Duck Sunshine Yellow.

Now you want one too right? It's an abstract book with abstract illustrations with cute ideas and yes, it will be one of my favs! It's only so short, it's a children's book. Anyhoo. gonna go read a book called "when I was a kid I used to believe...butter comes from butterflies" and you might imagine what the rest of the book might continue with! ;) love ya!

now im confused about 2 and hoping about another. not confused...mmm, dunno the word for it.
Anyhooo, my latest language phase is malay. Why? because my great granma can speak it, and understand, tho dad said that evn if she could, she might have lost all her hearing. i dont believe that, or im desperately hoping otherwise! She's 100+, thats amazing!

Tuhan kurniakan komu!
Conference is rockin, probably the most humble, concentrated and challenging little thing i've ever come across! wahaha, lovit!

and you came and you changed it, i didn't even turn to you and you met me there.
you washed me in my own tears though i fought it, the fears have begun to evaporate.

you are peace and calm and love. thank you. thank you.

thank you.
it is well, it is well with my soul.

Thank you.

Beauty.

God forbid it, God forbid it, God forbid i be a freakn bad teacher!
I got assessed today, finally, and although i recall saying to my friends i'd be happy to pass, I did pass and im not happy. im nearly really annoyed at myself. Last placements, i passed because my paperwork dragged me down, this time my supervisor didn't even look at my paperwork and freakin' passed me. I GOT A PASS FOR EVERYTHING. how can that be? every stoopid little box was ticked for pass. I thought i did well..i thought wrong. not that i didn't feel paranoid they wouldn't bitch about me. seeing they did about nearly everybody. Puck! really. am i so unstable? at least now i remember my passion, wahahaha, to be a good teacher. GOD FORBID I BE A BAD TEACHER! damnit damnit damnit. Got my ball tonight. cant believe i got pee-ed off on the day of my ball.
I'll be back in reconciliation im sure....but right now im feeling raw disapointment.

She said "Pave the street with gold/silver"
she inspiressss me! you don't understand! i think i love this woman's way. her expressions can change my moods! And yes, yes, she might never know her influence on my life. Ally fong! Your as much my hero as long as your livin'
Jo, jo jo jo jo! love ya! looveee yaa! dont make me cryy
Be.

She wants to defy you, she wants to ruin your opinions of the general, trod through your daydreams, but she wants you to see her. She'll come and be bitter, she won't smile, yet the paint stains on her arms smile at you. She'll smile if she knows you, wait, if she likes you, no...when she wants to. The pressure in her head won't allow her peace, no...the pressure in her heart won't allow her peace, because that bitter hole never healed like they said it would. The only hope she sees are children, the small and unspoilt. Give her an outspoken child and she would fiercely protect. She lavishes love on those who have lack of, unknown to her the source of the love when she needs to give...is forever. Just as she protects the small, the small protect her in larger ways than evident, they help her forgive, they show her love outside containers and they block her bitter thoughts to herself. And she never learnt love from examples, she has no memory of demonstrated love til late, yet she didn't need such, she makes herself new memories just as you and i make for ourselves new memories, and she's so beautiful.
I heard him say "What makes you different, makes you beautiful".

Agreed.

2stars 1love

i will always care for you, even if caring does and will continue to hurt!!Aileeny,Joss: always in my heart
Love you! oh oh oh...love you so! 1, 2...rock my socks! (ehehehe).
You shine brighter now, i love that. you make me wanna do the same.

5:54pm sunny, sun-setting satday evening.

beautiful. relaxing. (Nora Jones: feels like home)

ignorant of uni and church meetings right now...i have mb 1/2hr left of this...

you know, ive come to love holding babies for the comfort they bring, for the comfort i get to give. When they hold you, wrap their tiny arms around your own; when they grip your clothes; when they lay their head on your shoulder or better yet on your chest, and there's warmth, there's trust, there's comfort and something close to love if not love.
boys...who needs them? wahahaha, i do, to many of them!
somewhere in the bible it says "better is open rebuke that hidden love." oh so true! There's never enough love, never enough lovin'!! Never too much love. So rebuke me in the open, rebuke me in private, but don't hide your love, don't let me forget that you love me...and i'll do what i can not let you forget that i love you!

i could live off your laughs, or maybe i couldn't but your laughs give so much volume to my life you might not have any idea. wahahaha! yayyy! i love david webb ;)
but i love you more! so close so many friends so much...
and you don't come close and you want to..iwant you to. what to do?
lemme lie, gimme warmth, rest my head, something solid. I think you forget that it is nothing, i think i forget it is nothing, blow it up into much more than actual. Actual shmactual.

Walter, Jesse, Nate, want you to talk to me. I want to be here for ya's!

People i barely know add me on facebook...what to do? i don't wanna offend them and ignore them but i don't know them well, i don't want it to be a popularity contest. "My dad's better than yours!" love it! wahahaha! it's going soo fast and becoming busy and i don't wana forget easy days, as fun as the fast lane is, i do wanna cruise, i do wanna absorb the beauty. Breathe. breathe with me! ;) Seeeya sooon! Come to jevermore!

I watch the children and observe their egocentric behavior, it is all they know. They know not of self consciousness, all they know is their needs, their comforts and themselves. And as selfish as this is in their ignorance of others, what i still watch and admire or maybe not admire but envy is their desire when uncomfortable to be comforted and the acceptance everyone else has of their whines and complaints, just because they are small, just because they are young: they are brought up and held, and whispered to and rubbed or patted while being rocked and sung to; soothed.
As unacceptable as that is at my age, socially and morally, i still want it. Am i not satisfied where i'm at? well i am very much so, but i enjoy comfort, and my comfort is in adoration and attention. And and...the world whispers this, and sometimes convinces me of such, but it is...temporal. "But that is all i need now", temporal. But i know when I am in the eternal that even the temporal is outshone.
And that there is better for me. And that there is better for them. It's up and down too much, the down isnt that down anymore, the down is now mediocre, the up is crazy exciting. Yet in mediocre there isnt even desperation. I'll talk myself out of it. Why isit i forget so often what happened so recently? Am i so blessed by consistent supernatural occurances that it is 'normal' and i take it for granted. no, i dont think im taking it for granted, i just think now it really proves that not focusing day in day out, wait, no , hour by hour is not strong enough to keep me savouring something so sweet, as eternal as it may be. Because, just because I...well maybe it's just me.
Thanx. wahaha, J-, no idea how much you guys mean to me, seeing you all is soo encouraging, where would i be without you? C, Where would i be if you had not carried me!

...and He gave,
and she gave and he gave and I have.
And pray for Ps. K, he is not as well as he could be.

Golden girl, wahaha, u bring me joyyy!!!

Apart from Me, you can do nothing. Heb13:5

and i cannot remember the words but i remember the feeling.
I'm thinking ive come close to or have committed a sin parallel to gluttony. To be comfortable at the expense of others. I let down my game, I enjoy myself and remember only at a distance sometimes what is important, like who out there needs me, like trying to save a life. And that selfishness is yet to be extinguished, i am nearly spoilt, blessed in abundance, yet the very strength of situations is a weakness in my heart. I get my way a lot. I hope that's because it in in line with the will of eternity, God's will. Lately, been slacking, and yesterday I was reminded, I was told to pray with ps. K and i did and within seconds was that overwhelmed because it was so strongly the desire of C for me to be desperate for him. He was jealous, because I would sing to him and be thinking of someone else, something else. And here, He gave example 30cm away, of a state of mind so strongly resistant to maybe all else except Him who gave.
I could feel it, i swear i needed something to humble me; i always do. I cannot seem to sustain a humble attitude.

To be loving outside of comfort zones and convenience, outside of pride, to be loving regardless...
my personal fears are small which prevent big breakthroughs, a little pathetic, so again. Let me try again.

B, sorry it took her to remind me how much you needed someone to listen, I want to be there for you again. I've been selfish. Damn, where do i start?

S, I get the hands in pockets thing now. sorry i judged you for it, idiocy in me. Its got nothing to do with it, Man judges by outward appearances but God sees the heart. I get it. I might even be doing it now.

M, you know my mind keeps wandering back to that train trip and the confronting, and yea, i do miss you, and i haven't been there and i make excuses about how you aren't either, but, it doesn't... And i don't understand you, or i do, but i cant see from your view point. and i hate how you say "I deserve..." but that's only one thing and I cant hold you to it forever... I will call you more.

P, I know you think your not that influential, but u are. I think it was 2 wednesdays ago we had a rockin' meeting, that was the one where michael full opened the wound in hopes of healing, and in p&w when he told me to go up, i did, and i don't know if you'll ever understand how much joy i felt or how encouraged i felt when i saw something at the corner of my eye and turn to see you next to me and the others up too. (and thats just one occasion of many)

Thats all thats on my mind atm...wahahaha, man i love writing it out. It helps, it reminds too because you can accurately physically refer back to it without your mind manipulating memories. sweet, loveLife.liveLove!
Thanx for how you've made me who i am.
Love ya's plenty!
ps: don't tell me its human nature because I dont believe it is a valid reason/excuse now that Jesus was human and managed to avoid all of these selfish acts. I can guarentee you He was 100% human. Nor can you tell me I am not a daughter of God.

I'm going to be unemployed as of next week onwards, because I had been telling work I wanted to finish up, I had been telling them [I had another job I assumed would be promising] for about 6 months or maybe three, but it felt like 6. and they finally got it. They've hired 2 newbies and to be fair to them work has to give them shifts, even though I never found a new job. I'm not too buggerd about loosing my job, I don't love the place, I don't hate the place. I know there is a 90% chance that I might be the clumsiest waitress in the history of PJ's. It wasn't mediocre, it was up and down, never very up but occasionally very down.

starving myself of what i want and dont need, and im stepping back
now? Now i try something new, now I'll be desperate to support my increasingly expensive lifestyle. Now I'll be more desperate for God, why? because when I find myself lacking, I turn to the most abundant source. And I'll learn, and very probably grow, possibly cut back a little and maybe find myself accumulating riches of a higher regard. Your love will never fail, your love will never fail. Now I'm learning to give, wahahah, its hard to get the ball rolling, and rolling over hurdles for that matter. And learning to take. Taking what is mine, taking what is His and taking a stand. Whatever my lot, thou has taught me to say, it is well, it is well with my soul.
im ok with it, really! i think its better for all, but i wont say i dont miss it.
ginger beer to go! and savour the sweet.

The rain is fallin' on my window pane
but we are hidin' in a safer place
under the covers stayin' dry and warm
you give me feelin's that i adore

It starts in my toes
makes me crinkle my nose
where ever it goes
i always know
that you make me smile
please stay for a while now
just take your time
where ever you go

wahaha, something different, something chic-flicky. wahaha, i know, i know its weird of me, but i am still a girl, and as much as you might cringe i have an occasional tendency to act like one too. i thought this song was ace, like a move-to-the-country-and-live-like-technology-never-ruled feel, with long fields of tall grass and a cliff to the sea somewhere nearby, with a little shabby house and vintage furniture. You and me outside on the veranda sharing chilled lemon water, being comfortable on a cracked leather button sofa, its warm but its breezy and . wahaha, apparently not today. apparently 3 assignments and a stubborn printer. Apparently a watch on my left wrist with no batteries because i just feel like wearing it. Pull me back. remind me reality.

doing...
am doing at the moment.

mediocre is sinking. tonight will be better, movies with friends, im looking forward to the friends part.
dont ask me if im oke and then disappear, dont do that.
im letting of of her i think. and its not even intentional. ahh nutts. i wish i could tell you...no damn. why so swaying?

im not impressed i will get over it.

please let me know your there. why do you...

why so swaying?

WAHAAhaahahaha, you know its funny because i've been filling in numerous forms lately, and i've umm, discoverd i've been spelling my name wrong....yes i kno, a little silly. Oke, my name: Nicole Meng-Wai Fong...what i've been spelling: Nicole Meng-WEi Fong. mmmm. what can i say, i hope never to forget my name again! Now i've got to talk to voting enrolment ppl to tell them I got my name wrong. ehehe. whoops. Glad i pulled out my birth ceritifcate to be sure. wahahaha~.
dre where are you? how are you? hope to see you sometime soon!
whaha love it!
Anyway, im loving tjourney more and more. its so comfortable, its so totally accepting of me, i think. I like the people a lot, i love how God moves through us, and loves me through them. Last night was amazing, michael was really bold in what he said, wahahaha, and yea, it was a breakthrough, but maybe less of the focus on the baddies more praise to God.
leave me lonely, yet i have more that so many. thankyou
mmm, nothing. nothing. a beautiful word: nothing. it might be one of the most contradictory words for me. Nothing is so much in itself. Nothing has nothing to lose and everything to gain. I am nothing yet have before me eternity, have abundance at the word, and if not even I will never have nothing. Because of Him, because of Love. so gladly accept my contradictory nothing status. remind me if need be. I'll be seeing you! ;)

we're going to the rocks tomorrow. finally. i want to be there now actually, just rediscovering the natural and sentimental beauty of nature. relax a little perhaps or imagine, or both. maybe even get a tad of mental rest. probably an ample portion of God, hopefully a loud dish of laughs and waves. oh, oh, the good ole days....before we get old and forget, before we get too involved with the material world, Days of somewhat egocentricity, the innocent one not the ignorant one(or maybe its the same?). When we cared less about getting more, when living wasn't so expensive or when we spent less.

that's enough reminiscing...

Today? Today's going to be spent well because when I'm twentyfive i'll dream about now. Wonder if i'll still blog by then? wonder if i'll still be in touch with you. but now, now is about 4 assignments. now is about trying to negotiate later curfews and earlier holidays. now is about breaking even every week on about $50 or less; is about dreaming of my own classic car, a new job and finishing uni (now is about forgeting capital letters and sentence structure). haha! i love the now as much as i love the past and dreams of the future!
i love you! be pleased! laugh more and don't dress to impress, dress to enjoy oke? trust me or learn to! and and find what you're looking for; know what you're living for! hope your inspired ;)

IF THIS is my fight...I will do what I can, you can do the rest. Thanks.

If you repent, I will restore you that you may serve me. If you utter worthy and not worthless words, you will be my spokes[wo]man. Let this people turn to you but you must not turn to them.
I will make you a wall to this people, a fortified wall of bronze.
They will fight against you but will not overcome you for I am with you to rescue and save you.
Jeremiah15:19-20. I think... off the top of my head.
i dont know why I emphasis some parts over others when it is all so strong. Forever no end to His will.

whats on my mind? thoughts...or lack of it. I have something to say but i don't know what it is or how to say it. I want to spoil you with details of me and beautiful writings, but i cant now. because, because words dont come close, and as much as they do i've forgotten how to use them well.

...will not return void.

ohh and 'lol' irritates me, there cannot be another word/abbreviation/ whatever, with such a loss of meaning. laugh out loud. I've noticed people only use it when its awkward or a polite way to say "yeah so..." something boring or the like.

I've got a book besides me called The Forms of Water by Andrea Barrett, which I plan to read soon. I'm waiting for a call, but not in anticipation

and I cannnnnottt be bothered! I cannot entertain you, oke, i've done it, Im bored, so if you aren't I've much exceeded myself!

breathings...they're everywhere.
just remains of my breath. waHAha!
The stars, they inspire me. They are so strong! So big, so bright!
Love. There isn't a big enough font for love. I don't know how the meaning or the demonstration, let alone the action could be mine. Forgiveness is the same.
Be bold, live a little! Who i am hates who ive been, who i am hates who ive been. I dont know why, it takes so long for me to change.

fly me to the moon and let me sit among the stars let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars...in other words...

PLEASE BE TRUE! in other words i love you!

That Is All.

Hi.
I got your letter. I read it too fast, it wasn't long enough.
Your upset, the tapes were nice though, I liked the second recording a lot. I know, you know its never over. Although with obesity sweeping the nation, fat ladies may be singing sooner and more often. They won't be singing for you. Oh you can sing for me any day! You know if you're never discovered, you'll become a secret I won't ever forget...but if in the instant you become known for who you are, I'm glad for you. If they take you away, I trust you to know better from worse. You've taught me such yourself, and I know your hatred for hypocrisy; so don't change for the worse! And I hope you find her.
-N.
FictionLetter#1love

No, I didn't believe what happened when I read your letter for the first time. I'm still a little unsure. Its a crazy claim! I didn't know what to do with the photo. I keep it in my bedside drawer in one of my books, what if someone finds it, how do I begin to explain it? I don't understand why you brought me into this after what happened in that second exhibition, but I am very glad you did. And how on earth did you manage to get from England to Scotland so fast without a visa? What have you done? What are you doing? I have booked a flight to you for next week. I have found most of the information you requested. Who else have you told? Maybe I should get an earlier flight, I fear I might die of insane curiosity and contradiction. So this is life? Chasing a crazy, possibly imaginary theory/thing(no not imaginary for the photo claims otherwise...) ...I hope you are not playing me for a fool. I've been challenging my facts of this life and creatures since I recieved your letter. I haven't slept. These thoughts are so taxing and unbelievable I've become both physically and mentally exhausted though I hunger for the truth (which I know will exhaust me just as much as it might assure me). What shall you call it? You certainly can't go around calling it the Lockness monster!
Extract of FictionLetter#1imagery

la la ha ha ha ha!
-loveyouplenty ;)

Mumble humble.

God's capability to totally sweep his spirit and pierce the hearts of the willing is off the charts. I could claim that because you were not there you're idea of Incredible is rediculously low... and you might get defensive or curious, so i won't claim it, because it'd harden your resolve and you'd think "Your young...you don't know the world or any better"
That night.
Those nights.
Totally humbling.

God is the be-all and end-all.
Friends are pillars of strength.
God has given me friends who understand me. Blessed me with encouragement at the sight of them. I can name a few who have lately supported me so constantly I could have taken them for granted. JOSH, ROB, JONAH, PASTA
And I pray that you will see it through us. See the Spirit through us. Dare I say it is more pure now than it ever was through us. Or through me anyway.

To see it happen, to watch a small group of familiar faces totally abandoned in a yearning for the ultimate conviction, ultimate love. Totally lost to love. Lost to loved. Graditude falls so short.

Oh! There are also songs that were written by the youths. Incredibly encouraging songs written by a generation that lacks so much respect. Wisdom does not come with years, experiences do. But a more experienced someone is not necessarily wiser than another with less or different experiences. If you only knew how much more initiative the handful of younger takes than the many older...
(I admit to being of the many older, but hopefully for no longer)

Iloveit. Iloveyou. Ilovehowyouturnthingsintoyourway. Ilovehowyouloveusregardless.
"You loved, you loved a people undeserving."

You know those freak feelings that remind you of the reality and severity of that very active spiritual war? Well that. I am glad it happened... and it might sound cruel because it was not me that felt it, it was her. And it pushed her into panic but it also pushed her and myself closer to the solution: God. I don't want her to feel it again because she appeared in such helplessness that she found herself asking me to pray for her. I do not ever remember her asking such of me.
"I think its gone" is what she said after I prayed for her. God, I hope its gone. Now I'm so wary of this world; this crazy and fun facade compelling us to forget reality. Damn. I will forever be musing about reality.

On a lighter note all is well..as far as I'm concerned. Youth camp begins on Monday. I am going to help out (and witness something of a revolution that will hopefully sweep the church).

What I seek lately is joy. Not happiness, happiness is too fleeting; joy is never so. The image I have in my head of joy is that late night of prayer with journey at my place when we were starting to close, it was about 1am and we couldn't help giggling away some overflowing of crazy love, crazy joy.
That and last year's camp after room 13. We returned to the lesson trying to stifle giggles of who knows why? Something amazing.
And I know some people never feel it. That joy that is so aware, so honest, not anywhere near the drunk sort. Joy, it is a fruit of the spirit. A fruit, meaning it is the blooming result of a root in the Spirit. So then, will those never rooted ever feel anything of joy? (Those out of the spirit can love, can they not? Love is a fruit of the spirit. The same can be said about patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control but I just don't think the same of peace and joy. I don't know why.)
Happiness could be likened to joy, but should not be mistaken for. Right?

Mm, right there. That there is a mark of selfishness. There are more, but I clothe myself as not to reveil them all. I want to be better. I want so much to be like You, to be approved by You.

"The life of the Western world has given each of its children a sense of external power which is in many respects delusive. For not only is such power beyond the capacity of most men to use wisely, but it has a way of slipping from grasp when it is most needed. Above all, even when it can be used, its most resplendent successes fail to satisfy an inner requirement of which mankind has been conscious through all the ages, that which demands of life in at least some of its aspects and some of its moments that it be true, that it be good and that it be beautiful." (Lead, Kindly Light, Vincent Sheean ©1949)

I'm not satisfied living in yesterday's hour. Give me wisdom. Please, wisdom. Give me joy, be my strength! Love you plenty!

Transformers, centainly more than meets the eye!
Transformers was unbelievably, incredibly, insanely LIUESHMFHESKJYESGNFX...
...that means i cant find a word to describe how flipping great it was!

My cinema experiences are rare. Very few and far between. I think this was my 3rd movie this year. The last one before this was about 4months ago. CRAZY!

What a bombshell of action and awe. Because of my lack of movie experiences, I forgot how to suppress my excitement and/or fright. I let a train of accidental outbursts through the movie. It couldn't be helped. I got the fright of my life on a consistent basis. The movie was something so refreshing. he offered me his arm if i found the need to grasp it in my unstable nature throughout the movie. Of course i declined! He is quite a flirt! between you and me.
well... its a tad novel cos i don't get that attention. I hang out with my life friends who are like family, so... you could say the flirting in welcome. Who ever knew anyone who didnt like the occasional flirt!Now my want for a car grows stronger, yet my means of achieving is not.
What to do. I pray that an un-exploiting employer wants me and finds me.
Til then, I will survive.

Switched on the tv, Pete's dragon.
There was the sweetest duet, between Peter and Nora
It's Not Easy
Pete:He has the head of a camel,the neck of a crocodile
Nora:It sounds rather strange
Pete:He's both a fish and a mammal
And I hope he'll never change
'Cause it's not easy
To find someone who cares
Nora:It's not easy to find magic in pairs
Pete:I'm glad I found himI love him, I won't let him get away
'Cause it's not easy.
Nora:You say the head of a camel
The neck of a crocodile
Pete: And the ears of a cow!
Nora:It's clear that friends can be different
Yes, I understand you now
Both:It's not easy to find someone who cares
It's not easy to find magic in pairs
Nora:Now that you have him, hold him
Treasure him from day to day.It's so easy.
Nora:Life is lollipops and raindrops with the one you love
Someone you can always be with
Argue and agree with
Pete:Climb the highest tree with.
Both:It's not easy to share somebody's dream
It gets easy hhen you work as a team
Nora:You've got to tend it, fan it
Pete:That's what I plan to do.
Oh, I had one friend by my side....Now I have two
...Him and you...
Nora: Him and me...
Both: And it's so easy.

I don't know what I am listening to, pbs fm 10:41pm sunday night. I like it. The music, it's kind of like an escort, but open to imagination's manipulation. Though I'm not certain I am in complete control of the effect it has on me. The music... it teases, it comforts, and flirts. I'm a little smitten by the mystery. Or a lot. It will do for now.

So it was prophesied on wednesday. It was not bad news, nor was it entirely pleasant. It had both, but neither without the other. I don't know what to expect or when. I was told "soon". I miss the company. Damn I miss your company. I don't know how it happens, it always happens though. It eats me. I find people to share myself with and they will be friends for life, but the intesity of my ideal friendship cannot last much more than a couple months, that itself might be an 'achievement'. So it goes, always changing, yet so far that fact has not. I will miss you. And will always love you!
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The sky is constant. The clouds just make it look like its not. I think the sky is always the same. Even at night. We just can’t see it the same because the sun doesn’t shine up on it for us.

But I can’t explain how the blue sky goes orange or purple like when paint pallets mix. It just does. And I still think the sky is constant.

But I know nothing is constant, we seem to be destroying it. Us. Our comfort is always at the expense of someone or something else. All those black balloons are putting a hole in it.

Love’s a funny thing.

Freedom’s something wholly crazy.

This road, If you want me to, Free. Ginny Owens. She’s a brilliant artist. The words in her songs are so honest, I don’t know anyone to not relate. Oh, and she’s blind, but you’d never know it; it doesn’t stop her from playing the piano. Friend, she’s mellow.

Famished but I’m comfortable here. Anyway, eating out alone isn’t very eventful. I’ll eat a little on the train ride back.

Hope for tomorrow. Hope for a good tomorrow. OR Just hope!

So if I took some time, some wine, a canvas, some paint and remembered an old idea that i quickly scribbled a good few years ago... I would achieve something arty-farty, but finally achieve it none the less and tick it off my Want-to-do-when-I-have-a-whole-day-to-do-it list. No, I don't like drinking wine; tastes horrid! But I think there is no better way to express wine then by actually using wine to paint. Or perhaps spilling wine in the write places.
......

Do you know those balance water bottles that are simply shaped but stupidly priced (they are sold at coles, I have yet to see them in safeway). Yes, just visualise with me. If one third of the water was drank (drunk? drinken? drunken) so that two thirds was left, and you tried to balance it horizontally holding it simply in the middle with just one hand. It becomes very clumsy and balance is mostly precarious. It takes the slightest of anything before the water tips more to one side than the other and when you try to quickly bring it back to equilibrium and it rushes to the other side and to and fro and to and fro till you let it settle, or give up. or yada yada

Well that. Balancing responsibilities kinda feels like that. I woudln't say I am irrisponsible and I hope you don't think that. I don't have a choice, and I am being forced to learn and adapt quickly; and be boring if you will. I will try; and fail as I might, learning is the ongoing process, and humble pie I pressume is waiting for me somewhere along my travel. So, if you have nothing on your agenda, then I would gladly accept and appreciate the company. You know what they say:
"The road is never long with good company!"
And you know it!

No, i don't think i understand.

Its taking too long. Why does it take so long?

I have to commit to this higher education if i want to become a teacher. I want to become a teacher. But it takes 4 years, and i feel like, i dont feel like im doing much.

I think this rethink is thanks to raCh, and that greeaatt video she and adora made. Wow, its really contagious. She got a passion for making poverty history! Wow. and now i wanna get involved, maybe its something about working together for the better of the world. Maybe. raCh! your beautiful! very inspiring. I think theres a lot for me to learn from you!

God bless you and all who go on that road trip! You're doing a great thing! Will be seeing you on the holidays!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ncQdJ5TSMI&eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fpaintedbones%2Ewordpress%2Ecom%2F

be inspired!----^

exam tomorrow and i dont feel like it. It takes so long, but it will take me to where i want to go. Though it doesn't mean i cannot do other things in the mean time. Maybe it's simple.

Yesterday i walked into the Mens room. Why? Because i felt like it.
That, and I was so involved with my conversation with Angel on the phone that i just kept walking....Forget that I opened the door and brushed passed a guy on his way out, and that confused look on his face. I open this door, to be greeted with guys turning around to a loud talking voice of feminine on the phone to her friend. BANG. Oh Hello. Yeah, it hit me...My bad, wrong room!
What do i do? I whirl around to see Grace very satisfied, utterly shocked and on the verge of laughter. So no words are exchanged, and I walk straight out as if it were a natural occurring of mine. I hang up on angel, we walk straight into the LADIES and burst out laughing! Flustered and totally hysterical. Yes, and that was just the start of the night...

Well, then we go up to the little box of people who give us tickets to see movies.
"Hi! can we please have 4 tickets to oceans 13"
"Umm...it's not showing til next week"
"Oh."
How Grace and I missed the date on the showing times when we checked for movies...I don't know.

Well, then gullible me, falls for a prank by these randoms who gave out photos and told me to present it at the ticket box for a prize. "They'll know what it means". Oke! Grace got one too,. but she's not all for making a fool of herself. Oh, and the randoms video me from a distance.

Well, yada yada...skip to the end of the night. Time to take us home, Grace first, then me.
We get in the car, Grace starts laughing and tells me to look through my window. I don't. And she keeps telling me, till I do. This goon decides to change his pants, so I finally look to my right to be greeted with a white ass crack and a silly face. I think I've been humiliated enough.

Apparently not. I try start the car. It doesn't start. What the? The car isn't starting. Then i see that I left my headlights on and my batteries have died. I just about died with them. I call dad. He comes. Jumpstart. I send Grace home. I go home. I watch dad charge the battery. He goes to sleep. I go to sleep.

Oh what a sleep. Charming couldn't even wake me!

I wake up and dad's written a list of my new limitations. Way to start the morning! Ally's pumpkin scones do the trick. Gotta love her!

Lessons learned:
1) Check the date when checking out movies.
2) Remember to switch of headlights.
3) Call friends out or find friends nearby when jumpstart is needed (I now know how to jumpstart and charge battery, and have the right cables in the car)
4) Walk into the correct bathroom.
5) Don't order Japanese Calpis drinks from star east. (It sounds disgusting...Calpis, no matter how you try to say it, it sounds like Cow piss)
...I might have learnt more. Oh a very eventful night!

I doubt I can fail to entertain company when I've got a knack for attracting disaster.
No regrets, I'll have plenty of stories to tell the grandkids! Wahahahaha!