exams are over. ^^
first sem is officially over.

Christmas is coming.
birthdays are coming.
outings are coming.
camp is coming..

i love love love christmas.
wheee..
christmas songs make me wanna jump out and dance and bounce around.

^^

*draw heartshapes*

busy busy busy. But really happy. (:

Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her 'How could God let something like this happen?' (regarding Hurricane Katrina). Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, 'I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?'

samquek

christmas is coming.
holidays are coming.
sleep is coming.

it's beginning to look/feel like christmas.

'nobody but you' dance steps are playing over and over again in my head.

that's what lack of sleep does to your brain.
on the side note, i'm done with my structural system lab report. if things go well, i am like halfway done with my studio work.

I think I like tuesday more than I like sat and sunday. strange, because i used to hate tuesdays back in jc. I think it's probably because tuesday is PE day and.. erm.. two bloody hours of GP i think.. hmmm...
I like tueadays now because it is usually my non-commitment day of the week. Oh, I have always like fridays. (: (: (: but i think i love fridays more.. Thursday nights are good too.

sat and sunday are horrible actually. Because it reminds me of school on mondays. And the weekends are just packed with work and commitments.

samquek

awesome isnt it??

samquek

two more weeks before the ship officially leaves singapore. today is probably the last day i'm seeing most of them. actually, i think the last day was more like a month ago.

i didn't really get to say goodbye properly to most of the people i was/am close to. but i guess it is for the better because saying goodbye is really awkward and.. since the chances of us meeting again is so close to zero that even making promises with one another is rather useless.. saying goodbye forever can really be a sad thing.

i guess i am no longer attached to the people. nevertheless, i think i still miss the culture of the ship very much. and today proves that it isn't the ship that makes the culture. it's eally about the people since they are staying in a church here right now, waiting to leave tomorrow for their new A team trips.

this week, we had a workshop on photograhpy. it was to, in my opinion, let us be more sensitive to spaces around us. one of the exercises that we had to do was to take pictures of our favourite space...

i suddenly thought of doulos, of the loving sundeck where i spent most of my voyage time at, looking horizontally out at the seemingly endless sky and sea, feeling the wind rushing past my face, having the need to put on a jacket because it is gloriously windy outside.. looking at the sunset.. the stars at night when it is all dark.. just hearing the crashing of waves against one another or the ship.
and then i thought of my little small cabin. nothing fantastic about it. even if it was possible to take pictures of my little small cabin that i share with 3 other girls, and even if i took the pictures with an awesome camera and not with the old and urgh camera that i have right now.. i hightly doubt there would still be any interesting shots. i guess it is really about the memories, that make a space so wonderful, so treasured..

my cabin..
it is proabably about a one and a quarter (no, seriously) size of an average house toilet, with 4 cardboards, a mirror, a drawer and two double decker beds, with barely enough space to walk if 4 girls are in the room, with no window and a lightbulb that is so dull, making the room quite dark. the beds are so small that you have to shift to turn to the other side when you sleep, and.. since i had the upper bunk, i could not even sit up straight on my bed to read a book or to write.

but it was an awesome place because of my roommates and because of my bed. each of the beds have curtains to block out the main light and each bed has a small lamp. with my curtain closed and my orange glowing lamp on, which light reflects off the smooth wooden planks of the wall, it feel like i am in a small small world of my own, with my own space and atmosphere.

thank God i'm not clusterphobic.

haha.

anyway, so..
one more step to an official goodbye to doulos.
one more step away from a strange strange but wonderful dream.

oh well.

i got a lot of work to do this weekend.
making a strong and pretty sticks and strings model is harder than i thought. shucks.
and i am really really REALLY getting fat.

next week is going to be a real busy week. there is so many submissions to complete.
like my last model for the last studio assignment for this sem (i think), a presentation to do, a written paper to be done (thank goodness i got the draft done two days ago), a lab report to complete...

and then there are exams..

oh well.
watching a movie with chelle tomorrow. havent seen her for ages!! ): and becca and wynne too. sighs.

samquek

I do not know what i got myself into.
okay, wait, i know, i guess.

. . . .

brokenness. it really isnt easy.

well, obviously. -.-

so anyway, once again, i am going to attempt to be a perfect person.
starting with having a nice nice blog.

lol.

Alright.

So, i asked and.. gosh. i feel more insecure than ever. somehow, i feel like i don't deserve you. and.. by admitting the truth, i think im clumiser and more foolish around you. shucks man. what the heck am i doing.

fruit cake, physics, studio, camera, play, quiet time, church, birthday, sleep, project, history, design, readings, drawing, building, loving, church, calling, grooming.

bah.

i miss dance and 2207 really badly.

samquek

samquek