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-Some might find this offending… but i don’t care! Muahahaha-

  Green is my favorite color. But sadly, this green does look quite an eye sore once you try to get a hold of the words. So, my second favorite color is BLUE. I could write about these all day long, but I think I’ll run off topic. Oh, by the way, I failed my driving exams -written exam-

   Last year(2007), it was the exactly 1 year of becoming a Christian. And in that 1 year alone I’ve Lent plenty! My best proof is my parents. Love them, hate them, they are the ones that you got to live with until you are old enough to support yourself. For me, I love my parents, sometimes I really get annoyed by them(It’s normal…). If you ask them anything about my christian growth throughout the year, they’ll say that they really do not want me to become the one I am now, a christian, but they will tell you many other things. My grade has improved, I’ve been ‘a little’ better and some other stuffs. Though their hatred towards me going to church catches my eye once in a while, I wouldn’t blame them.

  Oops… I think I’ve ran off topic again. Haha… WELL, in that one year too, I’ve met many people in my church. After half a year, it was time for my church’s YF(Youth Fellowship) Camp. It was going to be my second YF camp in my life, and I knew what to expect.

  During the entire camp, I couldn’t return to my previous "Bad Actions" -checking out each girls and thinking in my head whether I can be with her- [Oops, I may have told you too much about myself, anyways...] because there weren’t any new girls that came for the camp. Even if there were newcomers, they were way younger than me -about std.6 or so- So, girls wasn’t the problem for me then. I would just enjoy a girl-problem-less camp. Despite that, I had another problem..

  That one big problem changed my camp. I thought the camp would run smoothly, since my SPM is over and all, but it didn’t. After the first day at camp, me and my other friends who took chinese and arts for SPM came on the 2nd day. So, you can say that we missed quite alot of stuffs one the previous days. Everything was fine on that night. The problem started only on the 3rd day itself. This feeling inside me started to grow, a feeling of jealousy and hatred towards a few members. I started to think that those who were ‘hyper’ was acting crazy and were clowns. I started to despise their way of doing things. Then i thought to myself, ‘wasn’t I like them not too long ago?’, ‘wasn’t I as cheerful and as happy as them?’. What made me the way I was then?

  I didn’t know of the situation at hand at that moment as I was blinded by the rage building inside me. As I cooled down by the splash of water balloons coming from the skies(during the outdoor activities), I then thought to myself, by spending some time alone myself, talking and asking God. After the wet part, I went up to my dormitory as fast as I could and get washed up. I did this so I could have that extra 10 minutes alone. I then went to a corner where no one could see me(outside of the hall), where it was the blindspot of those who were looking from inside the hall. I prayed to God, asked Him but no answer. It was not until night time…

   We were all inside our own respective dormitories and was about to sleep. Before that, what we normally do in Yf is have a short session to recap what we learnt and felt during the pastor’s sermon or anything that has to do with the day itself. What was supposed to be a short session became an extremely long one. With people laughing their heads off until they had no air to breath, smelly gasses being produced every 5 mintues of so(which is the cause of the long laughter) and people who were actually sharing and was interrupted by someone else and ended up in laughter. Before my turn to share, I couln’t think about anything because what I was expecting in the camp didn’t really happen, until Eng Kok, my friend, shared about something.

   He said that he was really searching for God everytime he goes for this kind of camps. He wanted to felt God’s presence personally, so did I, but did not apparently until 10 years after he became a christian. What he said hit me right in the head. "If he could wait 10 years, why couldn’t I? After all, this is just my 1 and 1/2 year of being a christian." If he could wait so long and not give up, why couldn’t I? God was truly testing my faith. Now, he has a wonderful family of 4 which God has blessed him with and a steady income. Just by that little act of faith, he is what he is now, a matured, caring and definitely experienced chrisitian. He says that although he is experienced, his chrisitian walk with God is not over until he meets his maker, and so does it apply to all the christians out there.

   So, after 3 days and 3 nights in Genting’s Dominic Villa, I truly have learnt alot from that camp and am ready to share what I have just shared above in a more detailed manor. For all the christians who are reading this, all i have to say to you is to continue to have faith in God although we may not know what his plans are.

What am I doing awake at night…
I really couldn’t sleep! Well… Here I am again… It’s funny, though… After so many months and days and minutes and seconds… Here I am doing something that I hadn’t done for a long long time… BLOGGING! SPM is just around the corner… 12 more days to be precise! SPM is the final examination for Form 5 in Malaysia, it’s like O-Levels. Now… I’ll tell you a story to describe my situation, hehe… I can improve my English this way too!

     2.34 AM hits Ian’s eyes as he strolled them across the monitor to get a glimpse of the time. His eyes were those of a panda but he could not realize it. He didn’t feel like going to sleep because he had been resting for 2 and a half hours straight after badminton that morning. The place he was may be creepy for most but may be a sanctuary for some. It was pitch black, the only thing glowing was the light coming from the screen of the digital equipment, called the Monitor.

    As the minutes passed by, Ian’s mind kept on swirling. His brain was like a 4-lane highway, packed with different types of ‘vehicles’. Some were red, some were white, some were as though they should not be there at all. Despite the jam, Ian had his mind focused only on someone. Someone that he had be waiting for his entire life to have a moment alone with. He knew that he won’t get that moment in reality, therefore the only thing he could do at that moment was to dream.

    Many dreams he dreamed about this one girl. Those dreams made him feel as though he was in cloud 9, but they also made him feel as though he was dying. He shares these kind of things with people that he knew quite well. It was surprising that he kept these things from the only people that are close to him - his parents. This is normal for a teenager of his age. As one used to say, "As your children stops telling you where they’re going, it means that they have grown up."

    Pictures of the girl swept passed him like shooting stars. They were all beautiful. He only had this feeling recently, about 24 hours ago, when he was in a tuition class with the girl. The only one that Ian told about this special feeling of his was someone that lived very far from him. It was his pet-daughter that he cared for very much. He would tell her things that he wished to clear up his mind. Although they only knew each other for a year or two, they had been good friends since then.

    After sharing it with her, she was amazed that her pet-father could think of such things as she thought that he was only someone who only does add-math. They had a good laugh over the phone that night. But after he had cut off the transmission, he went back to his confused world again.

"What am I thinking??"
"It won’t happen! It won’t!"
"…I don’t want it to happen…"

    The reason why he was going through all those is due to the fact that his wish was going be granted, which was to have a moment alone with the girl on his mind. All of a sudden, scenes that were almost impossible to occur popped in his mind. He was dreaming of a romantic time together while the main reason they were supposed to be alone was otherwise.

    Ian’s mind was about to explode… He couldn’t contain it anymore, that is why he is doing something he hasn’t done for a long long time, which is writing a blog about it. All he could do is wait.

News report on SMKSU here.[beta version(means not full coverage of the schools latest events)]

7th April 2006,Friday, 10.27pm, at my house.

Today, top story… Subang Utama is having a charity dinner for the damage done on the roofs of the school which is really bad[pictures in last last last... weeks of star two]. The tickets are only available for purchase as societies of the school(cf, chinese, PSS, Prefects etc.) yesterday, 6th April 2006. As for the announcement the school made about the 3/4 of the tickets are sold, that is really not true as announcements were made at on the 3rd of April 2006 and on that day tickets WERE NOT EVEN OUT YET.

Going into the Christian Fellowship.THE PLACE AND DATE IS FIXED FOR THE CF CAMP!!!!!

The date is on the 6th to 9th of June, while location is at Bukit Frasiers(Frasiers Hill) at a hotel/motel called Pine Resort. So if you guys ever feel like going cause some cute girl is going… or just going for experience or fun then…GET UR TICKETS NOW WHILE TICKETS ARE STILL AVAILABLE.The price for 1 ticket is RM180 and it is really worth it. Normal price is RM200++. SO BUY THEM FAST!!!

Okay… thats about all for the news report(beta version) Stay tuned for more… lol…

There is a girl in my school and in my form which is Xxxxxxxx[name not to be told] And she was my friend since standard 1-6. And then we did’nt keep in contact due to STUPID UPSR.

And then just yesterday my friend and I were going to play badminton and then I went 1st while he was there to buy drinks or some sort.

[Because me and Xxxxxxx had'nt got in touch for a very long time] So he asked Xxxxxxxxxx why don’t me and Xxxxxxxxx talk even for a while[beacuse due to the lack of friendship we rarely talk].

Guess what she replied.

Xxxxxxxxx:Eh… Ian is not my friend also.

I was brought down instantly when my friend told me that as he approached to me for a match of badminton. Then i had’nt the spirit to play the game and lost.

After all those years of friendship, it has all go down the drain… But its not her fault though… XD

Hello, my name is Ian, and I’m from Malaysia, Subang Jaya…

And I am…

Okay… cut the nonesence. No one likes a bad introduction. Its so lame when people keep on saying "Hello, my name is bla bla bla". We should change it like… : "Hi, I’m Ian!" There you go, a fresh start for a change. XD Nothing else to say unless… maybe I’ll write a short story about myself^^