Lift my hands and spin around, See the light that I have found

I feel I should be giving an excuse for my lack of updates as of late. I went for one class this week. And. I already have an assignment to submit on Friday. And. I have another one to submit on Wednesday next week. And. I'm busy. But mostly... I'm lazy. Now wasn't that obvious. Teehee teehee.

I have also noticed that... the frequency of my blogging is directly proportional to the frequency of my assignments and exams. Hohoho. Be expecting abundant posts in September, 'cause that's when my million and one assignments are all due. =D

And before I panic myself to death, I better go get started (at least on the cover page) on my due-friday assignment.

Also, Ah Mu's cousin is evil. I'll tell you why after Friday. *shoots dagger-eyes at the culprit*

I was meant to tread the water, But now I've gotten in too deep

Eye candy for you lot:

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....

You can tell I haven't had good food in a while, heehee.

I have heard You calling in the night

And so, my lazy week is officially over. Well, technically, my lazy week is never over 'cause I'm lazy all the time anyway. But I really should start working on that 'cause apparently sloth is a sin, and I've already made a full confession during WYD. O.O Heehee. It's gonna take a lot of effort, though. My first class started 10 minutes ago, and here I am, not attending it. *sighs*

Stay tuned for WYD minutes. Even though it's slightly outdated by now. Laziness is a disease.

As to why I'm not blogging about WYD yet since I'm not attending classes today anyway? 'Cause I wanna run around the house singing Christmas carols while I still have the whole house to myself (2 housemates out to work, and 2 aren't back from hols yet). Also because my kitchen and empty refrigerator (and empty tummy, for that matter) beckons. Toodaloos, my honeys. Kick ass and chew bubblegum.

Receive the power, To be a light unto the world

500 emails (3 quarters of which are forwards -.-) and close to 20 hours of sleep later, I am only about halfway to recovery from my 10-day long rest and water deprivation. I'll get back to email-replying and day-by-day WYD blog updates (as per requests) once I fully recover... possibly within the next couple of days, although the sloth in me says otherwise. I haven't even fully unpacked everything yet. Heehee.

I am allowing myself to succumb to my laziness for the next few days, the 10-day sleep-deprived trip being my excuse. First week of Sem 2 2008 has officially passed without me attending any classes at all. I guess the promise I made myself last sem to cut down on my truancy has yet to be fulfilled. =D

Just a little about WYD before I go off to lala-land again. Much as I really enjoyed it, I kinda think people should be a bit more respectful at a religious event such as this. There really wasn't much chance to really spend some time with God, what with the crowds cheering and screaming every chance they get. People chattered away while others were testifying, what was meant to be praise and worship was turned into concerts, and once you do settle down to pray or to "receive the power", a ball hits you on the head because some people treated this whole event like a summer camp by the beach. There were also endless complaints about the food and the event venues etc. etc. Let me just say one thing. We registered as pilgrims. As pilgrims, we're supposed to suffer. So what if the food was bad? It's enough that it keeps us full. So what if we had to walk all over Sydney to get from one event to another? Jesus suffered 1000 times more than we did. So what if a lot of the events weren't as properly organised than we had hoped? It must have already taken them tons of effort to have put together such a huge event. Sometimes I feel people just expect too much. It isn't easy accommodating for 270 000 people.

Nevertheless, it was a thoroughly enlightening experience and I don't regret one single tiny bit for participating. I went with no expectations, and therefore, I was pleasantly surprised by every bit of WYD. Given the chance, I would gladly relive it every day of my life. =) It opened my eyes to a lot of things, and showed me that we really can make a difference if we really try, even if we are only one individual in this humongous world.

Did I mention that after days of complaining that Sydney is really hot for winter, I think I much rather have that than the freezing cold rainy winter days of Toowoomba? Brrrrrr. Dear Lord, it would be very nice if I could possibly go back to Malaysia soon. =)

And with that, I'm off to where the flying donkeys prance and rainbow ponies sing. Good night!

Great is your faithfulness, Oh God

So here I am, back again. HELLO TOOWOOMBA! No more cold nights, no more curry, no more 4 hours of sleep a night or barely any sleep at all, no more roaming the streets of Sydney aimlessly singing and shouting, no more aching feet, no more freezing cold showers in the dead of the night. Oh, how I miss WYD! If only it could last the whole year round. Hehe. *sigh* The suffering and pain cannot compare to the fellowship and fun we had going through all that together. I've never seen so many Catholics united in faith in my whole entire life. Truly breathtaking. I miss my friends. I miss my group. I miss everything that comes with WYD.

But I suppose, all good things must come to an end. I loved it so much, words simply cannot describe how much I didn't want it to end. But then reality hits, and I'm back in my little town away from everyone else once again. I must say, it's HORRIBLY difficult to adjust back to normal life after those 10 days. Honestly, if I said I don't regret moving away from Adelaide, I'ld be lying. But God has His plans, I guess. Acceptance of that fact is a pain in the arse, but it's inevitable.

Will blog more about everything another time. I'm dead tired from all the sleepless nights and waking up at ungodly hours. GOODNIGHT TOOWOOMBA!

On the back of postcards sent from California

Dramas and movies are not good for me. They make me emo. They encourage me to believe in fairytales. They encourage me to believe in happily-ever-afters. They encourage me to believe that there is always a better tomorrow. They encourage me to wait for the rainbow after the storm. They encourage me to have dreams I probably will never achieve.

Unfortunately, reality isn't that simple. Reality isn't quite that perfect. And, the rainbow has yet to appear.

Wouldn't it be nice, though, if we could all really have our own happy endings? If only life were like an RPG. When we muck up, we'll be able to load from where we last saved or start over. We would be able to correct every wrong decision we made the first time round. We would be able to travel around with a company of friends, saving the world. We would be able to get that happy ending, even if we have to redo things every now and then.

And most of all, we'd be able to slay monsters and evil villains and kick their asses to kingdom come. Muahahaha.

And how could, Anybody deny you

I apologise for the inactivity these past few days. I have been busy catching up with movies, books, and friends. I promise I will be back to active blogging soon. And I promise to reply mails/facebook messages and walls as soon as possible. I haven't actually been able to log into facebook the past few days. A couple of minute last night, but it died. Not quite sure why.

I desperately need to find a job. Mostly online searching at the moment. Anybody want to hire me? yes no yes no? =D

And you-know-who-you-are, anytime you're ready to talk, just tell me. You're never alone. Just remember that. *hug hug hug hug hug* Praying for you daily.

And, once again, she gallops off into the distance atop her flying unicorn, otherwise known as Pegasus. Kloppity klop.