Wii time is quality time

So i should prolly post bout this stuff before i forget (as in i already have and needed max to remind me what happened)

so a bunch of us went to mickee's house to get into the new craze Wii. we also played with a wide range of other games such as Mah jong and scrabble.

favourites:

Max being so caught up in the Wii world that she tried to pick up the phone by pointing her mobile at it.

Andy: Potatooo..

Simon: Give me my medal back!! I WANT MY MEDAL BACK!! *sprays screen with bullets*

Pen: *drinking Wii*
Everyone: DONTDRINKTOOFAST!
Pen: *splat*

*Wii jumping rope*
Sime: *gets up to jump*
Andy: DON'T JUMP!
Everyone: *thinks* what? why not?
Sime: *hits head on light*
Everyone: ohh thats why.

Kent cheating at a game of marbles with Max.

KC winning at scrabble with "NETS"

Me winning scrabble with "SIX"

Zef losing with "STOPSADUNG"


then the day after i went post-christmas shopping with Max. ahh thank God for sales. and now becuz of that the Crazy-asian-photo-taking-asian has returned. so at first i went to Harvey Norman to scout the place. there i met Terry, the salesman, who made it seem like he could get me a deal if i just asked. i wanted to take up on that offer. so i came back with maxie poo.

ahh yes. maxie poo. the gifted bargainer who has mastered the art in such a short time. she is the shopping buddy every girl should have.

Me: um... Hi terry.. umm.. soo... i went around and... turns out Kmart has 20% off all digital cameras... that makes their canon ixuz70 cheaper than Harvey Norman... so.. umm.. can u help me out please?

Terry: Yeah sure. *walks away to talk to his boss*

Max: umm does that mean he'll match it or beat it?

Me: i dunno...

Max: *sigh*

Terry: *comes back* ok we can't beat the price cuz its lower than our selling price.

Max: Listen. if you can't beat the price then u gotta give us a deal with the memory card.

1gb normal card = 29.95
1 gb super card = 49.95
2gb normal card = 49.95

Terry: ok how bout i give u a faster card for the price of a normal card.

Me: as in... you can take faster still photos?

Terry: yeah

Max: what the hec do u need that for? if ur gunna take fast photos, wouldnt u just film it? ok. give us the 2G memory card for 25.

Terry: *makes strangling motion* i'll go ask.

Me: Poor guy.

Max: *thinks* Frances-easily ripped off.

Terry: ok... i can give u the camera for $282 and the memory card for $25.

Max: what can u do with the warranty?

Me: i dunno how u do that..


Max is at a higher level of asianness than me. I just want the bargains. Max has the true shamelessness of an asian to go out and get them. well done max. nice doing business with u. or rather.. sitting on the sidelines and twiddling my thumbs while u screw Harvey Norman's sales.


Terry: *types my phone number in the computer* Frances is it?

Me: Yeah thats me.

Terry: it says here u've screwed us over before.

Max: LOL! they have a record of you.


btw now that ive got a new camera... expect to see alot more vids on youtube :P

The Dance

Youtube is our friend

Bui's bday




Pen and Karin's wedding




Mid-autumn play




Max and song's dance

The second part

I think whoever went to AYC can all agree that the speaker was darn good. His speeches were challenging but at the same time not condemning. He didn’t speak from a self-righteous point of view but at the same time he knew what he was talking bout. I could talk bout being “not ashamed of the gospel” and how to apply that to our lives outside church like at uni or in the workplace… but what really hit home for me was the “sacred cow” thing.

It’s pretty common for Christians to be asked “do you have an idol that hinders your relationship with God?” and for them to think “idols??? Woahh now way am I that bad… no sir… don’t have any golden cows hiding in my closet”. Thing is… an idol can be anything that you put before God… and the worst thing is that sometimes you don’t even realise it exists. It’s until you take a good look into your heart and uncover those dark corners that you have always turned a blind eye to. And everyone has their own personal thing.

What’s my thing? I guess there’s a lot of different things, but I think the one that popped up was chasing the praise of people, especially in church. It’s the difference between doing something for God and for myself while pretending it’s for God. It’s the thoughts in my head and how it’s focussing on what people think of me. It’s the personal desire in my heart to seem like the best person I can be rather than actually being the best person I can be.

But thank God for his unfailing love and amazing power to forgive. I know this idol won’t go away tomorrow but hopefully one day, with prayer and God’s help, I’ll be able to put this aside and serve God with an earnest heart.






Anyways just something to think bout. And since this has been quite a serious post I just wanted to put some vids up while im still in AYC fever :P


Ivan dancing




Kevin dancing




Geoff dancing





what is it with perth ppl and dancing?? Who knew there were dudes that dance more than me and max combined!!

No Shame Know Gain

i'm baaaack... and i have a frequent-blogger-reputation to live up to so here it goes.

so girl power (plus atan) went to the AYC in sydney. i'm not too sure how im gunna sum up everything that has happened in the week... but i'll pick out the memorable moments.

for months now girl power has been teasing me bout booking a day before i was supposed to. but when i met up with the crew in sunday service.. the tables turned.

Viv: So tireeeeed lahh
Max: Yeahhh woke up at 3am to get here...
Em: *nodding in sleep*
Me: *shoulder laugh* eh eh eh eh

i stayed with Kevin and Fifi from Sherwood church the nite before camp. good times good times.

Kevin: oh man... took me like 20mins to figure out how to use the shower taps.. hot is cold and cold is hot. i standing there waiting for the water to heat up.. but it just got more and more.


then after camp i stayed with girl power in the exact same room at 'Legend has it'.

Viv: *finishes having a shower*
Em: *starts to go into the bathroom*
Me: oh btw.. hot is cold and cold is hot.
Viv: ...gee thanx. say that for ems but not for me. at least em would have figured it out faster.

Camp was sooo much fun!!! despite some unfortunate events...

I normally hate the sports part of camp… luckily this year I missed out… I just had to pay a price.

What I remember..

* falling to the ground along with Jason in slow motion
* having an entire hospital staff patch me up (or students rather… comes with being in an asian church)
* having half my face plastered with huge bandages
* having everyone come up to me saying “aww you ok?” while patting my injured shoulder
* wearing a paper sign saying “please do not pat (but thanx anyway)”
* getting royal treatment from everyone (e.g. getting my cereal poured for me lol)
* Emily constantly telling me off when I touch any of my bandages :P
* not being able to laugh or smile becuz my lip was swollen (Robin thought I’m not an expressive person)
* developing an even manlier/uglier laugh as a result

then after camp we hung out with some AYC ppl at Robin’s parents house for dinner. Some of us took a walk to get some ice-cream

Caleb: *thinks* I don’t want this ice-cream cone anymore… hey.. I have a good idea… how about I swing this ice-cream back and forth till it falls off.
Me: *thinks* do da do this ice-cream is good. Wait… what is that white ball thing flying towards me? *squeals*

Splat. The ice-cream went onto my jeans, shirt and bag and Caleb continued the Melbourne conspiracy against me lol I’m just kidding. Caleb and Jason are awesome.

Some other funny moments…

* singing into Kevin’s foam cup phone, thinking it was Kevin on the other end when it was actually Caleb who had no clue what I was doing
* me and max singing and dancing (wait… that always happens…)
* watching Kevin and Kevin imitate me and max
* me being held up by viv and em all the way to the train station in the rain cuz my thongs didn’t have any grip
* playing the marshmallow game with mandarins and watching the same ppl make the same mistakes over and over
* Green green green green green green green green REEEDD YEEELLLLLOOOOOWWWWWWW

Robin introducing girl power…
Robin: Hey Wilson I want u to meet ‘girl power’. They are all musically talented!
Me: *thinks* cept me.
Robin: Max and Viv both play and teach piano! Emily plays bass guitar and sings!
Me: *thinks* whats he gunna say..
Robin: and frances… stacked it.

I will forever be known as the girl that stacked it at camp

Going to Yum Cha (the place where Chris thought us Brissy ppl have never been to before)

*everyone sits down*
Kevin: *pulls out paper bag with a croissant inside*
Everyone: *stares* what is that….
Kevin: croissant-bao

Viv: Umm guys.. could we please use the chopsticks in the middle for picking up food instead of using our own? Thank you.
*ten minutes later*
Caleb: *reaches for food with own chopsticks*
Jeremy: Dude watch out! Ok go go she’s not looking
*twenty mins later*
Me: *reaches for food with own chopsticks*
Max: *grabs hand*
Me: What? …. Ohhhh *both look in fear at viv*
Lol viv is so cute (but mature and kool at the same time)

Random convo with Max and Viv
Max: Hey isn’t ‘tomato’ in chinese really similar sounding to English? How do u say it viv?
Viv: Fuuuuuuuunnnnnn Keeeeeeeeeee……

Explaining OT to Kevin
Kevin: So if I can’t use my leg what would you do?
Me: Well… say I’d be looking at stuff like… can you sit on the toilet properly while you pee…
*pause*
Me: oh wait..

Emily dictating my every move after being injured
*at a resturant*
Me: man I’m getting full
Em: EAT YOUR FOOD! Eat it!!
Me: but I’m gunna be sick..
Em: Don’t eat it! Don’t eat it!
Me: *grabs glass of water*
Em: Don’t drink it! That’s why ur full! Don’t drink it!!
Me: But it’s stuck in my throat…
Em: Drink it! Drink it!!
Me: *crying while drinking*

Anyway this has become the longest post ever so I’ll have to end it here. Next… what I actually learned from camp.

dinner with the Dongs

btw im tryin to go for the modern look but it ended up looking just like nessy poo's blog *twin stare*

so today my mum was like "we're goin to dinner with ur dad tonite" and im thinkin "this is a rare event... but there is a high probability of humilation that will come with this event as it involves all three of us being in public"

we've been tryin to go to that ISHU-SUMFINSUMFIN Sushi Bar for ages now and tonite was the third time my parents have tried. the past two times we didnt get it becuz my mum would say "we have to get there early or we wont get in" and my dad would say "sif (or na li...)" then we would drive there and not get a seat and would go to the resturant next door which sells poo in soup. third times a charm... this time they made a reservation. makes all the difference.

so when we get out of the car my mum hands me a water bottle

Mum: put this in ur bag
Me: k..

it wasnt later till i realised why.
Mum: is the tea free?
Waiter: No.
Mum: that's all then.

then she tells me to pull out the water bottle from my bag. already i could see the waiters eyes turning as i ever so slowly poured our own personal water into their classy foam cups.

Waiter: *walks up to me* Umm excuse me, we don't allow drinks from outside, could you please put that bottle on the chair away from view

Me: *thinking* i was framed i tells you!!!



my dad doesnt get out much so this resturant was a whole new world to him.

Dad: *looks at menu and says to waiter* ok so...which one is the sushi?

Me: *looking for the waiters reaction* sure enough it was the "max face", the look of unimpressedness

Waiter: ... ah this whole side of the menu is sushi.

Dad: *thinks* i came for Japanese food... not sushi.



waiting for the next Dong outing.

God doesn't waste

so tonite i went to Aunty Helen's and Uncle Alex's sharing. it was prolly one of the most moving sharings i've ever been to. if you guys don't know, Aunty Helen was diagnosed with breast cancer a year ago and Uncle Alex is her husband. they both did a sharing each about their life before, during and after the news and how God changed their lives forever.

When i saw Uncle Alex get up on stage i noticed something different about him. In all the years ive been at EMP, i don't remember seeing him smile like he did tonite. Uncle Alex had been brought up in a Christian family all his life. he went to sunday skool and he went to church every sunday. he knew all the stories, he knew God and he believed in Jesus. But he never let Jesus into his life. It was at the highest point in his life, when both of his daughters were doing well with their careers, that he was told his wife had been diagnosed with cancer. it cut deep into his heart and he didnt think he could go on living. it was his darkest hour.

one night, while his daughters were in hospital with their mother, he was at home alone. in his total desperation he went down on his knees and cried, praying to God with all his being. He prayed for God's help. He went into the living room and prayed there. As he looked across the table, he saw the Bible. But he didnt know how to use the bible. But he knew that the Word of God was how God would help him through. That night, he was touched by God and he finally surrendered to Him with all his heart. When he went back to the hospital, his daughters noticed there was something different about him, a sense of joy had overcome him. He shared his experience with God with his family and they were thankful that he found God.

Aunty Helen has been a faithful Christian at our church before my time lol She was one of my sunday skool teachers and has been teaching for like more than a decade. She was close to God and was diligent in His ministry. When she went to the doctors for a bad leg, she discovered that she had cancer. She was in disbelief and went out of the clinic in shock. It wasn't until the drive home that it hit her. Death was knocking at her door and she refused to let it in. Tears poured down her face as she asked God "Why me? What have I done to deserve this?" She drove towards Rev Col's house. He opened his house to her and prayed for her. She didn't know how she was going to tell her family. She didnt want to.

It just so happened, by God's will, that her whole family had gathered, some from interstate, the weekend that she recieved the news of her condition. She just wanted to enjoy the day with her family. Later on she told her family that she was diagnosed with cancer. The family went through many trials since then. Aunty Helen went through 12 chemo sessions and struggled through all the side effects as a result of the treatment. She went through a rollercoaster that didnt seem to stop. She wondered why God was letting this happen to her. What good had come from this experience? She was suffering physically while her faith was put to the test. It was when her husband came to her and told her that God has changed his life, that she realised the purpose of her sufferings. Her faith in God only grew stronger and now she is closer to God than she had ever been. She finally found peace and joy in her circumstance and acceptance of whatever may come in her future. She finally understood that it was spiritual healing that she needed. And she is grateful for the love and support our church has shown her through the most difficult time of her life.

Aunty Helen is still in need of our prayers, her journey with cancer is not over yet. so i hope that everyone will at least take something away from Aunty Helen's and Uncle Alex's sharing and learn from it. God doesn't waste bad experiences but its our attitude towards challenges in life that make it into what it is rather than what it could be. No tragedy should ever be in vain in God's family.

man hug

but... i always do the man hug...

meaningless

guess what?



you are now reading the 100th post on my blog. CONGRATULATIONS!!! YOU'VE WON ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!! (except the honour of reading this blog of course lol)



so i figured i should talk bout sumfin deep and meaningful, i mean this is a special event and all. so im in the middle of SWOTVAC studying for my ridiculous exam timetable and learning bout the human lifespan in OCTY1203 from birth to death. Gets me thinking.

most people (in our society anyway) have a pretty straight forward expectation of their life. get a good job, find the 'ONE', get married, have kids, retire and have a peaceful death at a nice ripe old age. but life doesnt always work out like that. things go wrong. things dont go to plan. ppl get fired. husbands and wives are unfaithful. kids leave parents after years of care and unconditional love, young ppl die in the prime of their life only to be forgotten in this world.

what is there then? what do we have to look forward to? why do we go through pain over and over? why do we make it over a hill only to reach another mountain? is it all dross? (had to lighten the mood somewhere :P)

it's so true when Jesus said all things in this world are meaningless and temporary. if you rely on things, you will lose them. if you rely on money, you will die without a cent. if u rely on ppl, you will get disappointed (just as u have disappointed others). If you rely on fame, well... paparazzi will just screw u over in general. its so true, that God is the only one that is forever. He's the same yesterday, today and tomorrow and the day after and the day after that... He's the only thing that we can rely on and ironically the one thing we can't see... but we already know all the things that visible are unreliable.
especially if its made in china.
jokes. lol

He is the only one that gives us a love that is unfailing, unconditional and forever. He gives us hope for a future that goes beyond this worlds concept of space and time. A future without pain or suffering. To be celebrating with angels and living in holiness and purity in the presense of God is what i look foward to. It's so true that this life on earth is like a race. ppl cant just walk to the beginning of the tracks and say "gimme the gold medal, i deserve it". atheletes go through pain-staking efforts, train every day, make sacrifices and push through one physical injury after another. Its so true that perseverance brings people through the tunnel and into the light. this world was built to train us, because things like love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faith, gentleness, self-control and perseverance cant be picked up in a store.. it has to be learned through life with God. we have to go through life's hurdles to learn and become stronger for the next one in order to win the race.

but human efforts in the spiritual race is nothing without Jesus. and he knows a thing or two bout trials. hes been there. he knows. thats why he's always there if we reach out for him when things get tough. hes there when things are great too, even if those are the times we forget about him. it takes courage, faith and discipline to rely on God. it's not always easy. but at the same time, to put ur life in God's hands is to let go of so many burdens. its the best thing you could possibly do in this lifetime. whether you experience the benefits now or in heaven. and now that i've done that, i can live my life being content with what i have, what i've lost and whatever may come my way.

Boys and footy

i just love this picture. why? is the incredibly hot bunch of blokes otherwise known as the footy boys? is it the proud display of footy short shorts? although those things do win a few of my votes... i'd have to say its the fact that all the guys are squishing their arms to their chest to make what appears to be muscles. if these guys made a 12 month calendar... i'd buy it :P

so why are guys so into footy? is it becuz its manly and they happen to be men? or is there a deeper philosophy to it... aftering doing some research... i can now report my findings.




Professor Timmy (2007:14)
"theres a reason why guys are the predominant sex in games.. in sport.. computer games... chess.. pretty much any game. why ? because guys love to compete with each other. there's the slight rush of adrenaline when something is happening.. is like the addictive thing. some ppl only play to win - i call those ppl losers XD

i guess its more to show how skilled you are at something, you may not necessarily be the best.

in team games at least.. its also like a 'primary' way in which guys can bond with each other in a non-gay way.

on the field .. you cant pretend to be a different character.. your tru colours shine... like if you get agro really easily.. it will stick out like a sore thumb on the field"



Dr Tingy, S. (2007:257)

"football teaches you many lessons of life... teamwork, mateship, group of people working to achieve one common goal, getting thru tough times, mentally preparing yourself to face the onslaught ahead, the enjoyment of smashing someone else, having to abide by rules and regulations and dealing with being caught out wen you disobey them.

so really, football is a life lesson.

young men of this day and age learn so much from it

not to mention the shear enjoyment that they get from playing.




Fong, M., PhD. (2007:30)

it's fun.



In conclusion, the relationship between man and football is a sacred bond that is beyond full understanding and comprehension ... personally i think its just the male version of shopping - building friendships, adrenaline, lesson in life (asian mother bargaining) and of course the best excuse of all... physical exercise :P

My Day

so today i did some volunteer work at a Logan Community Centre. it was definately a new experience. don't jump to the conclusion that i'm a saint. it was for an assignment i'm doing. but yeah i've always wanted to do volunteer work, just never thought my first time would be with people with special needs. i had no clue what i was doing...

lesson No. 1 - Don't judge a book by it's cover... especially in this environment. I actually went up to one of the ladies with an intellectual ability thinking she was one of the staff asking if she needed help. Her name is Karyn. And when i saw a man in a wheelchair just staring at nothing i automatically made assumptions of his disabilities. turns out we could have a good chat bout chess and bowling and other things i'm not good at :) His name is John.

lesson No. 2 - Some prefer to be treated to as adults while some prefer kiddy play - no matter what age they may be. One of the younger men (less than 40) doesnt actually have a mental disability so to me it was like talking to anyone else, just with arthritis. His name is Stewart. Then there was the other John, who seriously looked like a professor in Physics, but i got to played "velcro-ball darts" with him. He was better. And he laughs at absolutely every joke. lol such a cute Physics professor.

lesson No. 3 - If someone doesn't warm up to you immediately, don't give up. There's one lady named Melissa. It didn't matter how many smiles i could beam at her, she'd still looked unimpress. But when i saw them playing a game i sat down next to her and asked her if she could teach me how to play. She was more than happy to. anyway so today i learned how to play Rammies. yeah... its like a cross between Uno and Dominos. but our relationship grew deeper when we talked bout period pain. yes. don't judge me. i'll use what i can. lol

lesson No. 4 - People are more capable than you think. for morning tea i helped feed Shayne. Helped wipe her face and everything. then at lunch i found out she could feed herself. it was just messier. and she spilt her drink. but i think it's worth it if she could get one step closer to independence (something we take for granted everyday). She can't speak but she can laugh and squeal. so she likes to get in on all the jokes.

lesson No. 5 - People with disabilities are people who are different... but then again who isn't different? They all have different needs when it comes to communication and that's not their problem, it's how I adapt to their differences to treat them as unique individuals. it's the same as how i talk differently to my friends than i do to aunties and uncles at church. i do it out of respect and i want to make the other person feel more comfortable.

it takes time to work on this but i'm determined to make a connection to all the members, even the ones that can't speak. everyone has something to say, it's just whether we have the time and motivation to listen in new ways.

Asians are actually hilarious

ok so i know videos are cheat blogs... but i couldnt resist.



i have seen some freaky-as asian shows before.... but i applaud the ppl who came up with this *bui nod*.

Ellen

Banana vs. Egg

so here it is ppl... the day i kicked colin's ass with my 20 degree kicks and wobbly sword.

Fannydong - 1
Gui Lo - the big zip.
K.O.

The Perfect Man

so what makes a perfect man?

sure he's gotta be all things contradicting... Gentle but tough, confident but a little shy, funny but serious... cool but hot. IIII'm just jokin :P being cool is always better than being hot lol


but what bout that special something-extra. well, i think i've found it.











i don't actually like Justin Timberlake... he seems immensely up himself... but like Max said "he can show up at my doorstep in a gingerbreadman suit any day". Hint to Max's future husband: go with the gingerbreadman suit when u propose, she won't say yes otherwise.





what is it with guys? how is it that guys can get all the girls without being physically attractive? i mean, Prince? what happened there?











Micheal Jackson? (there must have been a trend with feminine looking men in the 80s)











the number of girls JD got on Scrubs was ridiculous... it seems like all you have to do is be funny and ur set.












Or guys could just have a talent. I mean, i kno Guy Sebastian isnt ur typical pretty boy, but he doesnt have to be with that voice :P if only he didnt waste his talent on Elevator Love....






so based on these recent findings, i come to the conclusion that the perfect guy would be a feminine lookin, singing clown in a gingerbreadman suit.... he's out there.

Baby pics

Me: *sees random photos on the table*
*thinks* WOAHHH what an unfortunate looking baby...

Mum: Hey! i found some of your baby photos!

Me: Damn.















Me: Man, i was the ugliest baby ever.

Dad: No you weren't... theres gotta be a good photo somewhere *searches through photos for another hour without success*



Mum: Yeah she's right.



Still remember a "fannydong - 1" moment

Coles: You were really ugly as a kid.
Me: gee thanx.
Coles: At least you got a bit better.
Me: yeah i can say the opposite bout you.


that deserved two points lol








According to this photo i was born as a boy.

















This photo is substantial evidence that i have always been bad at being asian.























Mum: Frances... at least pretend to look like you have friends for the camera.

Me: How's this?

























I hated boys.






















Still do.















Always have been a slob.

















and i guess this one is just for the fun of it.











yep. thats sandy in pink.













yep. that's pen at the end with the famous 'bowl-cut'














yep. that's steph and crystal being the cutest kids u ever did see.











hehe sven.

SPRINGWOOD

Randomly found this vid of springwood performances. those fancy pancy private skools with their fancy pancy orchestras... Springwood will show u how its done. Look out for the "Tribute Band" cuz those are my highskool buddies.










wow... Five stars for those performances i say! no one got killed! good show good show. and what was all this for? a heartfelt farewell for our skool chaplain :)

God bless springwood! Miss it!

Scissors paper rock with B

Brother's nite.



yeah i know vonnie's glasses are missing in the last one... but i cant be bothered.

Soo much gentleman...

Just randomly remembered this and found it funny

SpiderEms Spider Ems

so ok at bible study i was still drowning myself in the Buble' phase of mine so i just had to bring it into the conversation.

Me: Hey have u guys heard Michael Buble's version of Spiderman?
Em: Errr... that was the original version... they played it in the movie. *thinks* you inferior being.
Me: Really? I thought there was an old one to like a cartoon show.
Em: No I do not think so.. *thinks* how dare you question my infinite knowledge.
Everyone else: Yeah emily's right, there was no cartoon.
KC: *gathers courage* Actually i think there was.
Em: Maybe u just read the comics and imagined the whole thing.
KC: .... you are right Emily. How foolish of me (k not those words exactly)




oh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Fannydong - 1
Everyone in bible study - 0

Game. Set. Match.



woah... he really gets into it doesnt he.

longest birthday ever...

so it was the epic birthday party yesterday (party for mickee, vonnie, sandy and myself) (myself? trying to be all correcty englishy) (didnt last long) anywayssss

so yeah i was gunna cook fried rice for the party but then dad was like "... yeah... let's not ruin the party *pats head*" soo i spent that time watching him cook.

Jonathan: Hey Frances this fried rice is really good!
Me: Yeah my dad made it.
Jonathan: IT'S REALLY GOOD!
Me: Yeah he knows.

i went to the party early to help set up, ended up standing there for an hour waiting for the party to start. Sandra and mickee were cleaning and setting up the place for like 2 hours before i got there. perfect timing.


so we had music (memory lane music) and the hulahoops (no party can do without) and cake (a billion of them). and of course present time. i would post about every present but so little time.. and u guys will see why.

i got heaps of clinque stuff and i actually know that brand so its not so scary.

i got a pink... ermmm... well... yeah i have no idea. just look.




lol but it has magical powers that override sharks, giraffes and random yellow crabs.

i got flowers for the first time. and from guess who. its zeffy poo! (meaning steffy poo! hmm i tried to mold their names into one...)



zef is like the brother that doesnt want to show affection until he absolutely has to lol i love that. the next most affectionate thing he's done to me would be calling me fannydong.

Zef: Yeah i figured no one has given you flowers before.
Me: Thanx man.

and here comes the epic present... "The Epic Journey of Fannydong". Nessy poo's story that u've heard so much about.

family camp

ahhhhhh dont u just love church camps? i mean where else can do crazy things like play with hulahoops, poop out ping pong balls, eat string and wrap another human being in mountains of toilet paper... and its OK?

so since no one has written any posts bout family camp... i guess i'll take this one (seeing as i am the worst uni student out of all of u).

5 star cabins. ooooooooooh thank the Lord for blessing us with toilets and showers to each room.

Crashing Pen's cabin. it was reeking of deodorant... i think ness kept naggin simon to spray himself.
the party gettin crowded and crazy = playing sudoku and having spelling competitions. we were just a room of nerds.

Dr Ivan's awesome talks bout praying the prayer "make us a blessing", what sacrifices we have to make, how we should prepare ourselves for that. he was a really awesome speaker.

hulahoops. even the respected adults of the church were showing their off their thrusting skills. and who said curves help? me and ness were the worst at it. but after an hour of endless practicing... we became professional hulahoop hoopers... until all the little kids took over and totally shut us down with their 'hulahooping at the knees' and 'walking around while hulahooping'. smart-ass kids lol.

the last nite = sitting around a table singing any song that came to mind.
watching bui him twitch with the urge to join in while knowing we would pay him out if he so much as opens his mouth... lol we're horrible.

reminiscing camp photos... two hours after the photos were taken??

random quotes from camp...
"and i said what about breakfast at tiffany's"

"i hope u know.. i hope u knoooooow"

"make me a blessing, make me a blessing to someone today"

"make me a bungalow, make me a bungalow to some bung today"

Me: why don't we have an endless supply of cups!?!? i want an endless supply of cups!!!
Em: u know.. if you wish for an endless supply of cups... u mite regret it.. (serious face)
Me: (unimpressed stare) ... i wish for an endless supply of cups.

"jonamaphooooon"

ness: Welcome to our lair!!
me: *sigh* ur not saying it right...
ness: oh.. welcome to our lair!!
me: *thinks* that's exactly the same as what u just said..

Me: what kind of a name is Bungalow!?!?
Em: you've just insulted someone's language.. (serious face)
Me: (unimpressed stare) ...I WISH FOR AN ENDLESS SUPPLY OF CUPS!!!!


Me and ness: Hey eddy! can we have those two hulahoops??
Eddy: SURE!
Smart-ass kids: Hey eddy! can we have those two hulahoops??
Eddy: SURE!

"may bungalow shine..."

so you guys may have seen ness' awesomest bday present. if not. well. it was awesome. it was a story book bout our journey together through friendship. and i know i'll never do it justice but i'm bored right now so i'm gunna look back on our story.. but instead of using photos of ourselves... i'll use clips of turk and jd.. the two friends we identify with the most.

the first day me and ness met was a special day. ness was a quite shy girl. she had thick glasses, huge braces and was reeking of nerdiness. me? well i dun wanna brag but i was quite the kool pre-teen.... ok i was loud and obnoxious like any other. but i thought ness needed a friend so i approached her.



and then began our friendship. only now we've morphed into eachother to both become loud obnoxious nerdy teens.


we became inseparable. there were times when skool started again and oh how i missed her. but thank goodness those holidays came around when we would once again be reunited.




we grew up together. and shared experiences of growing up. like... being VIP guests at a wedding (Pen's wedding to be exact).




and shared other experiences like clubbing. k... we havent gotten there yet but it's been planned for at least two years now. but i know i'll have to use my streetsmarts and springwoodness to get her in.




and got into the health profession together. only we'll bring a little something extra the to hospitalalthough OTs hate doctors and doctors... well dont care bout OTs... our friendship prevails.



the end.

18...

so i finally turned 18.

How does it feel? feels like a few days after being 17.

Has anything changed? No, i still have to think for a while before i answer the question "how old are you?" except maybe now asians won't be surprised to hear my age.

Did i do anything wildly crazily insane on my 18th? Well, I wanted to have my first legal drink but everyone thought i would pass out after my first sip. they're prolly right.

Did i get any presents? Yep!

so what happened on my birfday? well it was prolly the best birfday ive ever had, simply becuz i spent the day surrounded by the friends i love and cherish. it didnt really matter what i did, just who i was with.

plus, i dont think ive ever been reminded it was my birthday so many times in one day. i mean, i forgot my own birthday once.... once. but yeah with all the humiliating happy birthday singing in public, i remembered just fine :P don't think ive ever had a whole food court of ppl stare at me before... good times... lol

so in the morning we had the interfellowship sports day with Sherwood (our sister church). that was awesome fun... felt like a mini camp. and who's group won? oh yeah thats right, 'GROUP NUMBER ONE! ...WE'RE NUMBER ONE!'

and i got a HUGE surpirse. SIMON BELL (hot n spicy) showed up at the sports day. he hid behind B and i was about 40 meters away, but all i had to see was the rim of his hair and i knew it was him. it was just *thinks* there's a white dude over there...cant see his face... wait... i know those curls ANYWHERE!!! lol thanx for the surpise sime. cant spell surprise

after that we went to buffet garden... same spot as last time. and ppls mixed heaps of things to make a horrible creation for bui to drink for 7 bucks, just like last time. oh! and the dodgy birthday tape played for me. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO mmmMMMM... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU" i DO feel special. especially since that song played every two minutes for someone else. everyones born in august... and no.. i dont wanna know what they meant for the parents.

then we went to have dinner at Little tai pei. what can i remember from it... oh
"HE WORE AN ITSY BITSY... TEENY WEENY... YELLOW... POKA DOT... BIKINI"

max trying to wear her napkin as fashionably as she could.

watching mickey chew his food, the man can bite like the wind but when it comes to chewing... lol

went to tea etc., like old times, and went to Fun House, like... those few times we did before.

but the day was exactly how i planned. everyone together having a good time just doing what we used to do, talking, laughing and enjoying eachother's company.

thanx everyone for the awesomest birfday ever :D

Ching chong cha Timeless

So here's the song you've all been hearing so much about. I think the song was english and then they made this asian version. i just love how asian songs have random lines of english. i just sit there anticipating for that word... the only part i can sing along too... but then again... my asian is quite competent.




i just love the dude singer's hair

Everything comes down to Sven

You guys remember the poo song right (just scroll down) Well Ness and I couldn't stop thinkin bout sven the other day (as we all know) so we thought we'd make a song about him based on the Poo song (the awesomest song ever)

btw this took me forever, so you better sing to these lyrics.

Ness: You see...
Everything comes down to Sven!
He'll be stuck in your head, till who knows when
Who's the most memorable of all the men? We all know it is Sven!

Frank: Do you want to come to camp? You better state your case
If he doesn't like the look of you, he'll stump you in the face!

Ness: It doesn't really matter if your rich or if you're kool
He'll pack your bags and send you out and tell you you're a fool
Yes!
Everything comes down to Sven!

All: Everything comes down to Sven!

Ness: His ideas for youth camp send us into a frenz!
All across the nation, we trust in his dictation
Everything comes down to Sven!

Frank: If you're feeling down and blue, don't sit and wait for fate
Just think of him and you'll be fine, he'll send you to a trance-like state

Heidi: My cat died
Ness: Think of Sven

Random 2: I failed my exam
Frank: Think of Sven

Random 3: I won the lottery!
Ness: Think of Sven

Random 4: I can't stop thinking about Sven!
Frank: Think of Sven!
Random 4: But I already am...
Ness: Well... you're obviously not doing it enough.

Ness: It may sound nuts, you may say “No!”
Ness and Frank: But if you vote him chairperson, you will have to go!
Because...

All: Everything comes down to Sven!
Frank: He'll make next year's curfew not a minute past ten
Ness and Frank: You better move on over Zef, Em and Pen!
Frank: If you guys object, you'll be sent to the den

All: If he's on your mind, that means you'll soon find
Everything comes down to

Ness: Ren Yen!
Frank: Ben Jen!
Ness: Hen Ken!
Frank: Sen Len?
All: Everything comes down to... SVEN!

Kairos gag reel

with the special effects... they didnt have to squat... but we made them anyways :D

ahh scrubs

so ok i need to explain this to the non-scrubs kind of ppl out there. these guys are doctors. there's a lady that has something wrong with her and she hears ppl singing all the time. theyre tryin to find out what's wrong with her. i'll let the video speak for itself.



i dunno who wrote this song... but they're brilliant.

what is it bout this guy?

was surfing youtube (since i have an amazinf rush of freedom.. whats the first thing to do) and i found this clip. watch this dude... now there's sumfin bout him that reminds me of bui... what is it??

ooooooooooooooooh mannnnnn

bah!!! it went from summer to winter in a span of two days!! and since i think the British or American post is gettin out of hand... im gunna talk bout sumthing more relevant... like how freakin cold it is. There is a reason why autumn was invented... it's so winter doesnt seem to bad. but thanx to global warming and our screwed weather pattern.. we dont have that luxury this year.

k now im gunna elaborate on this point in a list of points.

What winter means to me:

Number one - Showers turn from a leisure activity to a dreaded task. And those "sudding" periods due to water restriction become a little more invigorating.

Number two - Avoiding physical contact with the toilet seat.. either that or brace yourself.

Number three - Ugly jumpers. I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FASHION QUEENS SAY (or bui) (...not paying him out, just saying he knows what looks good lol) if a girl is cold, she has the God given right to wear what only makes her look fat and hoboish.

Number four - Jeans. ahhhh yes... glorious jeans... and u know what that means? not shaving my legs... i know i know... i'm so glamorous. and it also means dry cracked skin. "tis the season to be fugly, falalala lalalala.."

Number five - Tucking my pants into my socks and my shirt into my pants... i look like a hilarious multicoloured snow beast in my home clothes. i would show u guys a photo but my camera died. or i just dont want u show u guys.

British or American?

Sorry Em, but u know this is "blog material".

so like 3 weeks ago, at bible study, i heard em say the word "learned" and i was like "WHAT DID U JUST SAY????" and i made a big deal bout em saying the word "learned" cuz i thought it sounded.. well... not right. but anyways tonite deary em left a message on msn while i was offline :P lol

ems *komen sent 30/05/2007 10:01 PM:
franky poo

if you remember

one day i used the word "learned" and you asked me "isnt' it 'learnt'"

well both forms exist

and it's not that one's american and one's british

though some people say that

it's cos they dont know grammar

the two differnt forms actually have slightly differnt meanings


and are constructed differently in speech

same goes for burned/burnt

dreamed / dreamt

ahhh thank you SeiSei Emily hehe u have enlightened me ^^
lol.... British or American... will never forget it.

Demetri Martin

Camp Karios Vid

In recent days, a seemingly random group of individuals have developed random abilities in random ways. After randomly finding each other they discovered that their “special” abilities were all linked for one purpose... to get “mindreader” Tim to the EMP Youth Camp and fulfil his destiny.

Every journey has a beginning. Tim's journey begins now...

Frances Dong

Frances Dong. This name has an extensive history of nicknames.... let's go through it shall we? *does excited dance*

k lets start with the basics.

France - As in the country yes.
Francey - Well i guess now its the country in a slightly more affectionate manner
Frank - suddenly everyone identified my name with a male's name, i know i know, these guns do fool u all. I'm pretty sure bui started up that one.
Frankus - Shannon from highskool/primary started this one. Shes a creative one :)
Frankie - I think thats pretty straight forward.
Frankenstein - Definately done by Zef. He flatters me. This was the stage where he'd think of 5 nicknames in a day. I think he resorted to Frankfurt Sausage. Yeah. He flatters me.
Fooces - Yeah it sounds a bit random hey. Well thats cuz it is. Actually it was started by Em. My dad wanted to make me a signature so he wrote frances so fast that it looks like fooces. Emily found that hil-aaarious. She also came up with Secnarf (name backwards). Yeah... we were a bunch of odd children.
Fran - Like the Nanny. I still can't imitate her.
Franny - Mainly used by my crazy highskool/primary friend Pharan.

And now we come to Fanny Dong. Mainly used by... u guessed it. Zef.
Well this all started when we were in choir and the song of the day was written by Frances Something. Now Frances Something decided to include her nickname, Fanny, in brackets, cuz u know... that might help ppl know who she is and all. And sime actually started the nickname Fanny Dong. He can make any nickname stick (Vances Tong and Franessa Day?). Zef made a few alteration to come up with Digger Dong.

Digger Dong came from his other creation... Gold Digger. Mmmm he knows me well. lol jokes... i think it was from the Logan Diggers scholarship i got last year. I remember the last time zef used my real name, during a prayer for praise and worship.

Zef: Dear God, i just wanna pray for everyone here, sven, em, umm (pause, thinks - whats her real name again?) frances.
Me: bahaha u called me frances!! u never call me that!
Zef: Yeah, well, at least God knows who i'm talking bout.

In primary ppl used to call be Daria (the depressed teenage girl cartoon) and Eeyore (the depressed donkey cartoon). I wasnt depressed at a young age, I just didnt express happiness lol. Plus my voice was a lot more mainly.

In my early years my mum used to call me "Eight Times the Ugly" in chinese. Cuz, calling me ugly wasnt enough to describe me, so it had to be multiplied by eight to give the full capacity. lol ahhhh asian parents.

anyways, just curious, if u have stories behind ur nicknames, please do share *thumbs up*

winter time

ahhhh winter is around the corner and it is gooooood. nothin better than snuggling in my pink fluffy robe. and that's not the only benefit when it comes to colder whether. It means that the guys will have to cover up. YEAH thats right... i'm afraid some guys have been revealing a little too much for my likin during the summer.

there should be an unwritten law of what guys should not wear.

Law 1. Guys should not wear short shorts. I mean ok ok if ur playing footy and u have a note.. I'll let u off... but if ur at uni and those pants just happen to ride higher than ur knees... uve crossed the line. Let's keep those muscular thighs on a no show

Law 2. Guys should avoid the tight tank tops. Yes i know i know... they accent the arms and all but it's just weird when i see guys wearing tops that i like... as in... something i would wear.

Law 3. actually thats pretty much it but u cant have a list of only two laws can u.


on an irrelevant topic... i'm gettin a little sick of crazy clarks. Everything is pretty repetative now... even the customer jokes. its gotten so bad that i can predict what the customers will say.

city noobs

Thank you to my anatomy lecturer who was too busy to lecture us today *two thumbs up* And since my lecture was cancelled I figured itd be a good day to go dress shopping with ness for Pen's wedding. NAAAWWWTTT!! Do we girls ever buy what we're meant to buy when we go shoppin?

But i'll tell u what i did buy.... a swimming cap. Yeah. It goes with my wedding outfit. anyways you know how labels normally say "ONE SIZE FITS ALL". Well this swimming cap company must have been Christian cuz they were pretty honest.



lol. It's like "errrr guys... maybe this cap really doesnt fit everyone... Like think about it... what if a few ppl on this earth have extraordinarily large heads." (not naming any names... sime.)

Happy birthday to sime btw *thumbs up*
What is with me and thumbs up now?

Me and ness shouldnt go to the city alone when we both have no clue where we're goin.

Me: I need to go to that place... and its like at the end... and its like... got buildings and shops and stuff.
Ness: *mental sigh* Broadway? Queens square? Winter Garden?
Me: Yeah.

after half an hour of walk back and forth aimlessly tryin to look for sumfin familiar we finally found our destination.... Macathur Central

Ness: macathur central sounds nothing like Winter Garden.
Me: Meh. Sounds the same to me.
*exchange unimpressed looks*

one day my friends... one day i will know my way around the city... and my own neighbourhood...

i got bored

the awesomest handshake

Day with Vances Tong and Franessa Day

im poooooped guys, pooped. Lifting heaps of boxes that weigh 18kg each and carring them over great distances and stacking them up is noooo picnic. OH YEAH. thats right. this prissy sissy may not be as prissy and sissy as you think. i really should stop using words more than once in the same sentence. k. when i say "heaps of boxes" i mean 7. and when i say "great distances" i mean ten metres away. but still... they were heavy. ive got schwarzenegger arms. bui knows what im talkin bout.

u know, as a reggie chick at crazy clarks u experience things that dont happen to u very regularly outside work. where else do a guy and girl approach you... stop infront of you... and make out.

*couple making out at register*
Me: *hands credit reciept* Could I get you to sign here please? *still going* Umm. Guys? Guys? Sign here please? Guys? bahhh k whenever you guys are good and ready.
Chick: Oh sorry. Everyone can see hey.
Me: Hey you just read my mind :D thats kool.

k it didnt happen quite like that. anyway my passionate argument that im gettin at is that reggie chicks arent actually invisible and our registers arent a pitstops. i mean, our register is our office. nobody wants to be turned off in their own office.... this is the worst argument ive ever made.

more stuff on crazy's. crazy clarks sells the most promising products ever. My favourite is the packaging of this huge easter egg we sell. it is called... the AWESOME EGG. oh yeah.. its awesome. the box has a picture of kool lookin cartoon bunny wearing sunglasses and its pointing to a car. Its speech bubble says "THIS EGG IS MORE AWESOME THAN MY CAR!!"
whhhhhhhat. where did these people learn how to advertise? Griffith? Just kidding Ness :P
But yeah awesomest egg ever.

There's also this liquid hi-lighter that says - Will "never dry" even with cap off.
What do the inverted commas even mean??? so when they say "never dry" what they really mean is "will dry very quickly indeed".

have i ever told u guys bout this voice over thing that happens at work every hour or so? hmm why am i asking questions on a blog?
darn it.
sigh anyways every crazy clarks store has to play this excruciatingly annoying elevator music along with this dudes voice that promotes the store to our existing customers. his lines are the cheesiest thing you'll ever hear.

Cheesy dude: Here at crazy clarks, we work together as a team and that team spirit shines through in making a difference in people lives, by making great products affordable!
Me: Yes cheesy dude. We ARE saving lives by selling cheap products. The logic... is simple.

see, what cheesy dude is tryin to say is... "You customers are poor people, and we are so glad to be helping you who are needy. Please buy our stuff"

mmmm im gunna go... i feel sick from eating too many easter eggs and jelly beans today.

helleeeew

i finished my anatomy exam today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dont confuse that excitement with me thinkin i did well. i just hope i passed lol. i think i guessed most of it.

OT chick: I hope you guys picked up on that trick question.
Me: What trick question???
OT chick: What muscles in the arm are innervated by the ulnar muscle.
Me: OH that.... i put 'none'.
OT chick: Yeah your right. And the reason for that is (hmmm i think i tuned out after that...)
Me: *blank look full of blankness* oooooh... yeah i put 'none' cuz i couldnt think of any muscles.
OT chick: Good effort.

anyways... now presenting more of the random blog bout random thoughts.

Random thought no. 1 - k this crazy thing happened a few weeks ago. i was walking from the bus station on the way home and i saw a bunch of asian dudes........ no no u don't understand the significance of this event and no no im not talkin bout *twirling hair and goin up to these asian dudes to ask for the time* im talking bout asians. in. springwood. there are noooo asians in springwood. k im exaggerating... theres supposed to be ONE asian in springwood. and these guys looked like asian-gangster-wannabes wannabe gangstering (its fun to repeat words in the same sentence). when the asian gangsters reach a suburb u KNOW asians are on the verge of conquering that land.

Random thought no. 2 - i discovered today something bout myself that i never really take notice of. I always like to shop after something stressful like an exam. but i dont mean spending $100 on socks. i find the best bargains after exams. i was swimming in $5 tops *pictures self dancing and twirling in slow motion with $5 signs everywhere*. chyeah. i am ze bargain queen.

Random thought no. 3 - The Lolly shop at UQ should be called the "Candy Store".

Random thought no. 4 - I have to get a first aid certificate. Right now im depending on this little wallet-sized instruction manual on CPR. As you guys may know... im a slow reader... so if you happened to have a heart attack at this age... you better hope and pray that im not the only person around. BUT im sure i'll be good at saving people after this course.

mmmmmm im gunna rest my thoughts now. Have a happy easter everyone. Hope we remember what its really bout :)

Uni vs. Highskool

kk i gotta admit uni life is a degree better than highskool. i survived the second week and there are a few differences between uni and highskool that I've picked up on.

No. 1 - People are extremely polite. No guys telling u to "shake that ass" and no cat fights where girls nearly die from getting punched in the temporal (so far).

No. 2 - Walking to the next class is like a loooooooong venture across the surface of the sun. I mean even though I had to walk to seperate buildings for each class in high... at least we had a few covered pathways. Each step at uni brings me closer to skin cancer. They wanted to have a little more fun by making all the buildings and pavements white so that we can be blind too.

No. 3 - Tutors tell you to wear skimpier clothing. Ok I lie. ONE tutor told us to wear skimpier clothes. Not saying that highskool girls wore nun costumes every free-dress day (the 'day of opportuny') but you see, in anatomy we must learn more about the body and we must be able to see the body and be able to touch the body. Apparently t-shirts are not appropiate as it is difficult to touch body parts through clothing. Singlets and shorts are preferred (not too sure by who). And yeah... there is a lucky handful of guys in OT.

No. 4 - Alot more asians. I used to feel special.

No. 5 - Academic people dominate. Remember highskool toilets? I dunno bout everyone else but springwood toilets were dark, dirty and 4 out of 5 toilets were in no condition to be used. The toilet doors were covered with graffiti, rude comments, random swearing and confessions of a teenage 'emo'. And if not that then a fresh coat of paint (usually a colour which resembles vomit). But at UQ... omg. This is what I found on the toilet door of the Psychology building.

It's like a violent brawl in Nerd Land.

Nerd 1 : Students - be a conscious contributer to socialism, liberalism - ANARCHY. Think for yourselves!

Nerd 2: Why would you want anarchy? Without the government, you hippies wouldn't get your centrelink payments.

Nerd 3: You're so foolish. (lol foolish... that must be the closest thing to a swear word) Socialism and Liberalism aren't about thinkin for yourself. Do us all a favour and read up on your political science.

(I dunno how they managed to bring an insult back to study)

Nerd 4: You obviously don't know ANYTHING about the history of social welfare in Australia... one of the best welfare systems in the world.

Yes..... The toilet doors at UQ are the hot spots of political debates.

Tea etc... the EMP youth hang out

here's a few things that happened bout 30 mins ago...

Vonnie: Oh look... they have chairs over there.
Me: *stares at chairs* I want the tall one...
Everyone: *turns around* Which guy are u talkin bout? Are you talkin bout Simon?

a while after that...

Ness: *stares at the light in the shape of a light bulb on the wall* You know... that thing looks like a miniature version of what guys pee in....
Everyone: oh. my. gosh...
Ness: urinal urinal URINAL UARNIAL AURIALL

*silence*

Ness: *looks at lightbulb* I want the white one...
Everyone: You mean Colin?

minute later...

Ness: I want the chocolate one...
Everyone: That's bui
Ness: oh.

Sandra: I want the asian one...
Everyone: bahh... GREEDY!!
Heidi: "I love boys *mwah*"

Another one...

Ness: *Points to tiny speck on the table* What's that??
Emily: Your brain.

OH! this one.

Rev Ling: So Tim... it's your birthday?
Timmeh: Yeah.
Rev Ling: mmm I have to push you into a pool with these two beautiful ladies *points to me and audrey*
Timmeh: ........... but why??
Rev Ling: Because it's your birthday!
Timmeh: .............. I don't... understand...
Frances: But we don't have a pool.
Rev Ling: Well we must find one!!

Soooooo random.

uni noob

k so as u all may know (or should know since i told every breathing being) i am now a uni student. before u guys start picturing me being lost in the middle of a pond or sumfin... i should tell u that i didn't get as lost as i imagined. all thanx to my trusty "asian-tourist" map. two guys actually came up to me and asked if i knew where the law library was. so TAKE THAT! they've actually mistaken me for someone who knows things. hence i didnt look too nooby either

but if u were the lecturer then ud see a very different look on my face. the "shifty-lookin-at-other-ppls-notes" look.



ok it didnt exactly go like that... but when i saw the girl next to me scribble away.. i did think i was clueless.. only to find out she was half way through colouring her square.

breaking the ice with uni ppl is so easy. just make them laugh... theyre a crowd thats easy to please. in my first tutorial the teacher dude made us introduce ourselves to the rest of the class by saying our name (including last name so he could mark us off) where we're from and if weve been to uni before. since i was last i thought id just make fun of myself being a noob, a bogan and having the last name dong.

after the tut this girl actually came up to me to compliment my jokes.

random chick: i really liked the way u said "ding dong" *smiles as if we should talk bout this for another ten minutes*
me: lol yeah...
*awkward silence*
me: *thinks* would u like an autograph?

friendly ppl at uq :) shall be looking forward to meeting more complimenting-square-drawing-library-searching ppl.

jump jump jump

music is lagging

sunday skool grads

sunday skool graduation play bout jacob and esau i think.

amazing race task

sooo random.

rev go and crowded audience

ahhh good times.

dunno what song this is

b singing with sola gratia

so much sleepy

an old friend we met at dreamworld these hols (second koala)

i have no idea what this is

more random-myf-bible-acting

pen and tim being black

myf were acting out a part of the bible... no clue what part.

MYF backstreet boys

max's bday present :)

day out 3

Job best suited for Sven : Lollipop lady.

day out 2

so we were gettin a bit bored in sime's pool and after playing every "pool game" we could remember... we started playing a game that sime and will so cleverly invented in their childhood.




traitor.

day out

guys, im not fragile... just unfortunate.





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childhood scars

maxie u so cute!