;i'm sorry i can't be perfect.
sentosa
went to sentosa with family yesterday. brought grandma out to enjoy herself. many first times for me too (:
[x] took my first cable car ride
[x] took sky tower ride
[x] watched the dolphin show :DD
[x] went to butterfly park and held a butterfly in my hands :DD
[x]went to underworld and touched stingrays :DDD the stingrays are so totally cute. they actually go near the wall to let you touch them.
[x] lunch-ed with brother only for the first time? :DDD


in the cable car. ((:
scouts
scouts meeting this morning. supposed to be teaching but ended up learning from jonathan instead. so many skills and knowledge that i lack to be a scout. so many things i still have to learn. even footdrill commands have to relearn. realised i have not really learnt much in my guiding days. well, at least learnt orienteering, first aid and the new commands for footdrill today.

shall work hard and equip myself with all the skills and knowledge! then i can really call myself a scout (:
happiness
happiness could come in so many forms.
it could come in a form of just a simple e-mail.

happiness could be just so simple.
with no complicated meanings attached to it.

i'm happy.

thank you bell (:

i seek to be understood. but i choose not to understand them.
i'm still a spoilt brat as always.

many more obstacles ahead.
misses (:
WOOHOO! (: i recieved an e-mail from coca finally. i've been so possessed continuously checking my e-mail hoping to hear from him. =x gosh.

i never knew that a simple thing, such as an e-mail could make me so happy. (: i miss coca, channa, sara, bell, narong and srey pea so much ):


COCA ((:

(:

a ride to remember. (:
for the rest of my life.
obsession
this obession has got to stop or i'm going to go crazy.

my stomach still hurts so badly. can't the pain just go away? ):
misses ):
have been sick ever since coming back from cambodia. the toilet is where i spend most of my time. urgh. perfectly well for the whole trip other than a nosebleed once. but now when i'm back, my stomach becomes cranky.

since i've been back, there's never been a day that i'm not missing the childen and youths at UNACAS especially the five of them. i think of them and i wonder if they think of me too. i'm afraid they will forget me which i think is very selfish of me. ):

anyway, some photos (:


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My Bora. Our lovely director of tour asia. (:

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Narong <33 the sweetest, sincerest guy on earth(:

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Bell ((:

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channa ((:

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Sara. the pretty lady (:

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sara. bell and me. (:

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sara. channa and me. (;

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dearest srey pea (:

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narong with the necklace i gave him (;

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i miss them all )):

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irene. me and the cute tour guide =x

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the lovely friends i made <33
UNACAS
i'm back from cambodia. though i'm back but my heart is still in cambodia, or rather with the children in the UNACAS Home. it was a fufilling trip in many ways. for one, it strengthed my purpose to continue working in community services.

the children at UNACAS touched my heart in many ways, especially five of them. when we first arrived at the home, all the children rushed to the gate to welcome us to their home. That was when i first met Srey Pea, who grabbed my hand, claiming me as hers and bringing me into the home. 11 years old, twinkling eyes and the sweetest smile ever. (: she stole my heart the moment i saw her. she plucked a flower for me. a simple gift but yet so sweet. (:

later, i met channa, sara, narong and bell. channa, 17 years old, assuming the role as an elder sister and helping the younger children. sara, 16 years old, with big dreams to become a doctor in the future. they both asked if i could be their bon strai (elder sister). it was the sweetest thing i've ever heard. narong, 16 years old, a shy but very sweet and sincere guy whose words moved me to tears. "I'll remember you in my heart" "I often think of you". they were simple words but yet so sincere that it tugged at my heartstrings. "sister" he always called me cause he had no siblings and wanted a sister badly. bell, 19 years old, sara's elder brother, a shy guy. in many ways, they've touched my heart. (:

the last day was the saddest of all. when they were performing the final song "goodbye my friend". practically all of us cried. i never knew that leaving could be so painful. it is so painful for us. but i believe it is even more painful for the children at the home. People come and go. They visit the home, they leave. But how many would go back and visit the children? How many would remember them?

i will be back. with or without the school, i'll be back. in the meanwhile, i'll e-mail them and write to them. i miss the five of them so much. ): goodbye is never easy.

{goodbye, goodbye my friend
see you again, some time soon.
i will miss you, keep you in prayer
god bless you, forever more.}
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