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Thursday, July 2, 2009

home sweet home
well, i got back from church camp, yesterday (:
i'm really really tired and despite drinking five bottles of mineral water each day, i still got the cough, apparently due to everyone around me coughing.
despite the bug infested toilet seat, extremely cold cold water, and super freezing weather, identical to melbourne at twelve noon, albeit i had a proper coat when i was there and all i had at camp was a thin pink jacket, it was fairly fun. i met lots and lots of new friends (: at least now i can count on never ever being alone at church anymore.
we were obliged to walk around the vicinity at twelve midnight without a torch, nothing was litted up. i had to stand for thirty minutes in a graveyard waiting for someone to come, and only to find out that he never did. that was truly enlightening, in a strange way. i was able to walk back to my room alone at some ungodly hour without being afraid that someone like the gypsy grandma from drag me to hell is following me. if i had to do all of that again, i would (:
on the way home, we stopped at bandung and got brownies. i also got the super yummy toast bread which father just can't stop eating. it's half gone by now which is a tad bit annoying since the last time i bought toast bread, he also ate them all, albeit, with john.
today i went to mangga dua with glenys and raissa.
i got the cutest stuff ever and i actually found a pair of sunglasses that looks good on me. this shall remain one of my biggest achievement this summer.
i am writing a longish post because i am also waiting for the pictures from today to be uploaded so that i can upload them here (:
hong kong is on sunday (: i can't wait, although i discovered that there are cases of swine flu there, prevalent enough to make them stop school for a few days. i hope nothing bad happens. i kind of don't want to wear masks everywhere i go.
anyways, despite all the swine flu stuff, i can't wait to go shopping with mother, katrina and glenys.
okay, apparently i have to go, and the pictures are not on facebook yet. i'll upload them tomorrow, i promise.
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