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Merry Christmas everyone!! :DDDDD

Dialogue in the Dark

as some of you might know, my thesis topic is called (at the moment) a development centre for the blind. I was going to use visually handicapped, but I find it bothers the blind to be called handicapped more than blind, so i shall stick to blind.

renhui told me about this thing going on at ngee ann poly called dialogue in the dark, so this morning, having nothing in particular to do, i went.

i called them at 945am to ask if there were slots, then they said what was the earliest i could come…i told them 11…so they said ok come at 11!

the afternoon was booked full though.

so i arrived at ngee ann poly sharp at 11am…and guess what i was the only person there!! hahahaa. student pricing was sgd12, so i paid up and was led into a dark room by a perky young lady (sighted) and was briefed about what would happen.

then the door opened into the dark…

when i entered, a warm voice welcomed me in and asked me to move toward his voice. i did so and felt the floor texture change. the voice asked me what it was…i said it felt like grass.

it was a very friendly voice, and as the voice kept talking, i was able to navigate the space very well with the help of my walking cane.

being in the dark is really not that scary. i felt comfortable despite not being able to see anything. for some reason, when i was in the dark my eyes kept watering and searching for a light somewhere…i caught a dim red glow somewhere during the journey in the dark but otherwise it was pitch black.

I found myself listening to the voice of my guide, who kept up an amiable chatter throughout. He had quite a funny sense of humor and tended to make funny assumptions about things that i couldn’t help laughing at and warming to.

so i guess it was because i had a guide that i didn’t feel scared.

i was wondering if my other senses would suddenly enhance themselves once i entered the dark space. i found that didn’t really happen. i found instead that i had to think more. I had to pay attention to what my senses were already picking up.

i could identify materials easily, i could sense if i were walking on carpet, on wood, on gravel, on pebbles…but i had to pay a great deal of attention. If I started a conversation with my guide, i tended to lose track of what i was doing, because it required so much concentration.

the experience was largely a very enclosed one. nothing could prepare me for real blindness, if it ever happened to me. imagine walking around and navigating traffic, finding your way around in the big bad world outside.

and i was in a safe environment with a very capable guide who told me what places were.

besides concentration, there was also a lot of logical thinking to do. For example, if I were in a moving vehicle, if the wind blowed in my direction, it would mean i were facing the direction of movement. unfortunately, i didn’t figure that out, i mixed up the directions because my brain was thinking the wind was coming from a fan, so there would be open space in front…without sight, there are many things a blind person could mistake as something else, because they rely on hearing a lot, and hearing can sometimes be misguided.

after the journey through the dark, i had coffee and a cookie in the dark and got to chit chat with my guide. I told him I was doing my thesis in architecture on the Blind. He was an amazing blind date. (I couldn’t help that…lol). He was far more interesting than most guys I know. It helped that I couldn’t see him at all…

You know, I think blind dates should be like that. I mean, we would truly get to know a person without actually seeing how they look, so we get a glimpse into their personalities and character rather than focusing on their physical attributes.

Anyway, I asked him about stuff like what was his favorite place in Singapore (Universal Studios, he likes roller coasters because he kind of can’t see how high he is but once he plunges down he sort of knows he was really high up). And then I found out he was blind since birth, and he has a sister and lives in an apartment and likes twitter but isn’t much of a facebook person (because he can’t see faces…dotdotdot). And he plays football with a plastic bag around it with blind and semi-visually impaired people and the totally blind can’t play striker (because the goalkeepers won’t tell him where the goalposts are). And he stalks women at traffic junctions because he can hear their high heels.

And that he’s been to Gold Coast and HK (and more, but I never asked) and loves iphone apps because there are many that cater for the blind (they read out stuff for him).

And that if he were in a soundproof room, he wouldn’t be able to judge the size of the room because he couldn’t hear a thing. And that he would have to feel around instead.

And that all rooms have acoustics and resonance and he can judge high ceilings and low ceilings and listens for echoes.

How cool is that? He is as able as you or i, and he goes out alone all over singapore (but he doesn’t like sg cos it’s hot).

he thinks guide dogs aren’t very useful (oh there’s only ONE guide dog in the whole of singapore, imagine!) because they only prevent you from falling into drains. Otherwise you have to guide them and must know where you want to go. And you don’t have to feed walking canes.

So, I wanted to write all these down because I might forget all these points (didn’t write anything down in the dark…)

anyway, it was an amazing experience and I might go there again when there are more people (more of an experience as there would be people to bump into and knock with a cane and stuff, more real).

Well, I really enjoyed my trip there. Do go! It’ll help the blind people support themselves, and you’ll learn to really appreciate your sight.

http://www.dialogueinthedark.com.sg/DiD/Pages/default.aspx

Also, you’ll find that blind people are just like you and me, human beings with hopes and dreams and they are so capable and brave and have overcome so much more than most of us. I am afraid I was thinking of blind people in categories, and asked some stupid questions like “hmm, but shouldn’t all blind people love music?” and then my guide, his name is kelvin by the way, said: “Oh they have their own hobbies…like you all…sometimes you like music, sometimes they don’t. sometimes they like crafts, they like cooking, they like different things…”

wah I must have really riled him, but he didn’t show it, he was really high eq-ed throughout. I was so stupidly judgmental.

Anyway, I didn’t leave without some momentos!

I got a braille card!

braille

i got an orange water bottle too (i love the color…)

meet my blind guide, Kelvin! That’s the braille wall behind…I like the wall color :D

I SO APPRECIATE BEING SIGHTED NOWWWW...and the blind are SUCH AMAZING PEOPLE.

wait

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .
And the Master so gently said, "Wait."
"Wait? you say wait?" my indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.
"My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,
Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.
"You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply."
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, "Wait."
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting for what?"
He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .
and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.
"I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.
You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint."You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.
"You'd never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
"The glow of my comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.
"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I'm doing in you.
"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait."

--Wait
by Russell Kelfer

John Mayer

I was born in the arms of imaginary friends
Free to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been
Then you come crashing in, like the realest thing
Trying my best to understand all that your love can bring

Oh, half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
Half of my heart takes time
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That I can't keep loving you (can't keep loving you)
Oh, with half of my heart

I was made to believe I'd never love somebody else
Made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself
Lonely was the song I sang, until the day you came
Showing me another way and all that my love can bring

Oh, half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
Half of my heart takes time
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That I can't keep loving you (can't keep loving you)
Oh, with half of my heart
With half of my heart

Your faith is strong
But I can only fall short for so long
Down the road, later on
You will hate that I never gave more to you
Than half of my heart
But I can't stop loving you
I can't stop loving you
I can't stop loving you
I can't stop loving you
I can't stop loving you
With half of my . . .

Half of my heart
Oh, half of my heart

Half of my heart's got a real good imagination
Half of my heart's got you
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That half of my heart won't do

Half of my heart is a shotgun wedding to a bride with a paper ring
And half of my heart is the part of a man who's never truly loved anything

Half of my heart, oh, half of my heart
Half of my heart, oh, half of my heart
Half of my heart, oh, half of my heart
Half of my heart . . .

--John Mayer, Half of My Heart

Whoa. Talent!

stop motion

Mercies in Disguise

We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love is way too much to give us lesser things

'Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
As long as we have faith to believe

When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not our home

What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfy
What if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise

--Blessings, Laura Story

A beautiful beautiful song shared in church today, with a story behind. About a lady whose husband was diagnosed with a brain tumor, still there despite many years of prayers for healing, wondering why God allows his followers to suffer.

And it comes in conjunction with my rereading of Mere Christianity, suddenly the clarity of CS Lewis' writing is coming through...perhaps I've barely graduated from my previous perusals of the Narnia series to his other works that are harder to understand but with truths laid bare.

Come All Ye Weary and Broken

Come all ye weary and ye broken
Come to the table of the Lord
Come sing the song of the forgiven
Come lay your burden on the word

Come and find peace
Everyone needs a little rest
Everyone needs a little joy
And a song to sing in the darkest night

And life even when it gets you down
Hope will turn it all around
But love is the greatest of these
Everyone needs a little

Sing all ye saints and ye sinners
Call upon the mercy of the Lord
Come sing the song of redemption
Sing about the hope that is to come

He will lift you up
He will lift you up higher than sorrow
He will lift you up
And cover your soul with healing

Come and find peace
Everyone needs a little rest
Everyone needs a little joy
And a song to sing in the darkest night

And life even when it gets you down
Hope will turn it all around
But love is the greatest of these
Everyone needs a little

Peace
Everyone needs a little rest
Everyone needs a little joy
And a song to sing in the darkest night

And life even when it gets you down
Hope will turn it all around
But love is the greatest of these
Everyone needs a little
Everyone needs a little
Everyone needs a little

—Everyone Needs A Little, Kari Jobe

Sometimes when the burdens we carry become too great, we discover that we've been trying to carry a non-existent burden that He has already taken up...

And we are weary for no reason.

He says: Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28

天堂

天堂 [Tian tang - Heaven]
歌手：光良 专辑：童话

牵着你在天空飞翔
这样看世界不一样
有了你在身旁笑的脸庞
世界或许
就这么宽广
忽然就忘记了慌张
人海之中你最明亮
无意间的影响
渐渐扩张
你丰富我生活感想
何必寻找所谓的天堂
原来我因为你
不想再去流浪
情愿平凡
不拥有一切也无妨
有了你在心上
已然是天堂

已经是天堂

For some reason, I have a tendency to like Malaysian Chinese singers...before Guang Liang, I only listened to Fish Leong songs...hahhaa...then I accidentally discovered Guang Liang...and he's Malaysian too!!

I am Malaysian...deep deep down down, in my heart....hahahahh...yet, for some strange reason, I find I love Singapore too. Love, is it to be confined to only one place? I suppose though, if you ask me where I would stay longer, it would be Malaysia. I love Malaysia. It's part of me...yet I'm slowly growing to love Singapore. Memories can't be erased, can they? Memories are formed in places, and places hold these memories and that's why they are part of my psyche.

Malaysia, Singapore, Sumba, Sichuan, Bohol...All hold a place in my heart. All the places where I went and interacted directly with the people there, learned of their culture, ate of their food, talked with them. Holidays don't mean much, you only learn to love a place when you learn to live like the people there and talk to them and do things with them and have something in common with them. Like in Sumba and Bohol, where Christ was the central theme, for me at least. That made the connection.

Well. I have alot of things to do and I really don't have time to write this blog entry anyway. So I shall go do my work now.

to dissertation and beyond!! Woohooo!!! (I am high today @@)

There's a Cry in My Heart

There's a cry in my heart
For Your glory to fall
For Your presence to fill up my senses
There's a yearning again
A thirst for discipline
A hunger for things that are deeper

Could You take me beyond?
Could You carry me through?
If I open my heart?
Could I go there with You?
(For I've been here before
But I know there's still more
Oh, Lord, I need to know You)

For what do I have
If I don't have You, Jesus?
What in this life
Could mean any more?
You are my rock
You are my glory
You are the lifter
Of my head
Lifter of this head

--There's a Cry in My Heart, Starfield

A really beautiful song :) He is the lifter of my head, He is my rock, my glory.

back to normal

writing here is rare...but sometimes i feel like writing here again, for whatever reason.

well. after weeks of hectic travelling, finally i feel that things are becoming slightly more fixed again.

two weeks of not being able to attend church, one week i was in Bali, the next when I was travelling back to KL.

tmr i wonder where I will go...there are two churches just opposite my block, i wonder if i should try attending one of these...

there is another church 10 minutes away. Singapore is full of churches...i was joking once with a friend that if we decided to attend all the churches in Singapore one at a time every Sunday we wouldn't manage to in years...sometimes there are several church services going on in the same venue...

I miss glcc though. so tmr I will take a long morning walk to the busstop with a direct bus to SIM. And since my aunt is visiting my uncle tmr around lunchtime I shall be going for first service...

not that i mind. the sumba trip has cultivated in me a habit to wake up early no matter what time i go to sleep :) i am up latest at 8am nowadays, that does not count the fact that i naturally awaken around 645am, which was the time the earliest of us would all get up in Sumba.

On our last morning in Sumba I got up at 630am. The sun is already up at 630am in Sumba. I went to the stables because that is my favorite place in the world in the Pastor's house. It has a little clearing there, and the horses are in the stables...

my favorite horse of all, Rashky Ranger, is all saddled and ready for his training at 7am.

here is the horse i call the doggy-horse. He is nameless, but I call him doggy-horse because he runs around the compound on his own like a dog would. he is a greedy thing and ate corn leftovers from my hand. he isn't very pretty but he's my second favorite of all the horses, because i think i got to pat him properly :)

he got a little jealous when i rode rashky ranger and bit rashky, but rashky was very well behaved and didn't throw me off.

see how happy i am on a horse? :) the last time i rode was when i was in primary school, when i got 5A's for upsr and i got dad to give me a horse riding lesson as reward...i recall being about as happy, but since the lesson was about 2 hours long i also got wobbly legs after the ride.

here's another shot of me looking SO HAPPY to be on a horse :) I really have to thank kak Yon for letting me ride Rashky. It was quite a dream come true for me. And Rashky is the most beautiful, handsome and wonderful horse I have ever seen :)))) He really is so HANDSOME!! No honestly you have to see him to understand. Pieter said he ran 111km/hr the other day! Way to go Rashky!! I love you!!!!

Gosh I really miss Sumba alot.

Anyway these are the other horses in the stables:

I don't know his name...haha

And this is Atlantis, taken on another occasion, but anyway I like this photo because I'm in it. Atlantis is the prettiest horse in Pastor Andreas' house I think. Not handsome, but then male, but very pretty. haha.

Anyway, since I'm on the roll, this might as well be my post on Sumba...

Hola!! Meet the team! Handpicked by Chu Hwai, Qian Lyn, me and Lai Mei back so many months ago...some randomly selected, some with proper consideration, some because they applied and we needed people (i won't say who, but the few people in this category have been wonderful choicess!! hahaha who says things can't be done by fate?)...but seriously right now i cannot imagine having any other team...everyone rocked!!! and of course our tutor Hiro who looks quite heroic here right. This is the team at Changi airport, not sure who took the photo, someone's brother or boyfriend. Anyway it is a nice pic and I like the 出飞 at the back because it sounds like: We're OFFFF!! And so we were :)

I dare say I'm not much of a writer, but I'll do my best. If you want to know, the song playing in the background is 別再為他流淚 by Fish Leong, the only chinese singer I listen to consistently, and I suspect it's because I miss sumba alot. Alot like this:

yeah. I miss sumba alot. this was taken by radja on the last day (i think should be radja because in the photos i have of that time it's radja with the camera) and edited by yon to blurry effect...very atmospheric no?

but jokes aside i am missing sumba very hard now. why do you think i am writing such a long blog post on it?

Anyway, I will write as I always write, randomly...

We celebrated Hiro's birthday at the airport:

photo stolen from val's facebook...haha...aiks I miss vall!!!! Val I miss youuu!!!

Anyway I remember the frantic rush we had on that day, getting logistics settled, the earlier merpati airline scare, the withdrawal of some members of the team...i had butterflies all the way to the plane. uhm i don't have any photos of the air asia plane to bali, but i sure have some of the merpati plane.

meanwhile you can enjoy some unglam pics of everyone sleeping in denpasar. Val is right i think i derive some sadistic pleasure in unglam photos, even if it's of myself hahahaaa

anyway...first we ko-ed somewhere inside the departure hall.

the other half became ass-holes.

I find this picture very funny so here it goes.

then we ko-ed somewhere else. eventful night huh. photo credits of all unglam pics go to chu hwai with val's camera. i don't intentionally take unglam pics. I just post them, which is probably worse.

so here is the team going up merpati airlines...the one whose plane crashed a week earlier somewhere in Papua.

opposite is Batavia Airlines, of which 5 of our team switched to due to the news of the crash. Anyway, thanks to many prayers I do believe God kept us safe and we arrived in Waingapu airport safely.

this is view of sumba from the air...amazing right?

not a very nice view, but i find it very funny, so i shall post it. photo credits to chu hwai.

so my first shots of pastor andreas' home is of the stables...hahaha this is so me right.

Anyway, this is a pic of me and Pastor Andreas, who was so kind and let us stay at his place for the whole time we were there...behind is 17 year old lukas, he doesn't look 17 right? He used to have a goiter as large as his head, but he was brought to Singapore to have it removed. Now he stays at Pastor Andreas' house. Pastor Andreas is indeed a very kind and charitable man of God and we are so fortunate to have been granted the hospitality of his home!

This is the girl's room. I think Yon said it was his sister's room, but since she's not around they gave it to us to stay in. It is very messy right? Haha Qian Lyn couldn't stand it and kept sweeping the room...but it was still very messy. I realize no one took any pictures of the guy's room, so it is safe to say that their room was very much messier :P

This is a typical scene after lunch. I reallllyyyy missss theee fooooddd theerrrrrrreeeeeeee!!!

Meet Pieter. He was a wonderful and kind friend to all of us, and he drove us all over the place and was a constant bother because he had only one thing to talk about with me (ie uhhmmm) but anyway I like him alot. He hates to take photos so I am forced to take weird photos of him doing things like play guitar while lying on the floor and sleeping. Here are a couple more pics of him for good measure. Anyway thanks so much for everything pieter we miss you so much and please come in august and we will go makan-makan ok? :D

Apparently he's thinking of 'someone' here:

Anyway, all the best Pieter, and thanks for everything! :D

this is to make you happy, pieter....not that I need to post it since it's already all over the place :)

Anyway, I realize if I continue posting pics in this fashion, I will never finish this post and I want to have my dinner (it smells good).

MEET PROFESSOR TOBIII!!!!! This pic is so cute right? I miss tobi alot, I think the entire design team misses him a great deal. He is always SO patient and kind and humble when explaining things to us, and we learned so very much from him. I miss his quiet way of speaking alot...and I promised him I would go back to sumba and I will!!!

SO COOLLLL!!!

This is tobi and i at the wood place :D photo credits to renhui!

here is Tobi helping me do my handprint!! And this is the super chio handprint:

photo and editing credits to kak yon :)

Anyway, I'm getting rather hungry...so we did alot of things and saw alot of cows and pigs and went on reckee trips to bamboo forests and saw some cute jungle kids, and now very lazy to write already, maybe there will be a part two...

I go eat now.

Ok I am back and there won't be a part two i'll just continue here. now i feel obliged to write about everybody...but i think i don't quite have the patience...so i shall just write randomly as usual.

eh i like bikes leh. here is me on doken's bike:

here is yon taking me on doken's bike



This is val SO HAPPY with Femme :D

taken by yon in the same position as above...hahaha it's so funny how the different cameras take different parts of a story right? :D

here is another pic of me on doken's bike:

Here is a pic of alot of us with doken and tobi :)

doken and tobi make the best team everrrrr!!! we were wondering if they came in a package! Tobi is steady, soft spoken, and explains things wonderfully well. Doken is like energizer bunny, he sings, shouts, (MANTAPP!!!! AH HONG SIMEN SIMEN AH HONG!! C'MON LETS GO!!!) (Ku mau cinta Yesus selamanya...ku mau cinta Yesus selamanya...eh lagu lain dah) and he just gives everyone an energy boost when he's around :D

And I loved the long long bike rides all the way to nancy's shop and then to his sister's place and then to the place where his son has classes and then to another hardware store and another....hahahaha :)

I miss doken and tobi SO MUCH!!!

See Yee in particular had a special bond with Doken:

credits to yon's fb :)

see what she did for him!! SO SWEET!!

Eejia and I got Tobi some cigarettes and a metal cutter too...but we forgot to take pics of that :(((

But Tobi was very happy. Here are some more pics of Tobi:

eejia and Tobi.

Tobi and I

I'm promising to return to Sumba Island here.

Tobi and alot of us! :D

I miss them all!!

Meet kak Yon:

I guess I have to thank kak Yon for alot of things...being a very patient driver who drove us to all the hardware stores and stationary stores and having to endure my wrong orders and all sorts of stuff...yet he was very patient and was always ready with a smile or a joke.

this is a very cute pic of val throwing a stone at me. I know this is random but I'll go back to kak Yon in a while.

now this has to be the cutest pic of yon I have ever seen. Hahahaa. Anyway thanks kak Yon for so many things, letting me ride Rashky Ranger for one, teaching me how to play God is so Good on the guitar (very patiently, this guy is VERY PATIENT) and generally being just the nicest guy i've ever met hahaha!! Oh and this is my type of guy ok? hahaaha if you find any nice guys like kak yon, please intro thanks!! :D

Anyway, speaking of Sumba guys, meet ivan...

I was coerced into having this very scandalous photograph taken...and ivan is a cool guy ok? If he were older I would consider, but I am 6 years his senior.

C'mon what's there not to like huh? Can play guitar...

here is ivan teaching me how to play twinkle-twinkle little star.

can play drum...cool lah

too bad about the age huh? anyway, it's nice to be liked!

And more Sumba romances...this one a failed one:

the one eejia, val and i tried to woo throughout our two weeks there.

And failed...terribly.

perhaps we were aiming too high...too good looking already...

but it doesn't warrant this type of reaction...right...

:((((

Anyway, maybe he softened a little afterward:

thanks val for this pic!! :D

But still, we couldn't carry him at all despite our greatest efforts...

Now, I have to mention the beach. How could I not mention the beach???

Our first sunday...see how mad crazy happy we are to be at the beach!!!

val and I playing frisbeeeeee!!! I remember there were two kids there too and val gave them her frisbee and they were so terribly happy about it!!

seeyee, val and i jumping in with our clothes on. I was determined not to get my hat wet...but anyhow lah in the end hahahaa (photo credits to epi's fb)

the sunset:

breathtaking, don't you think? so terribly beautiful.

the second beach, and the second sunset:

starfish, and eejia's hands :)

gorgeous!

kak yon just updated on the kitchen!

so beautiful right? :)

and to think before it looked like this:

i'm so very very glad we've been able to do something for other people. I feel though, that we have received so very much more than we have given!!! but I feel here rather better than how i felt about sichuan, and this is just a wonderful feeling.

I think I will end this post now...I feel very sleepy. I know I've left out alot of important things, but anyway, I can always constantly update this post...

I feel like updating this post now :D Today, I will write about the dogs at the house.

MEET GEMBIRA AND HAPPY!! There was another dog there, his name was joy, but i forgot to take photos of Joy. Joy would go to church sometimes...and he'll walk with us back from church...he looked like he had rottweiler blood.

happy is the grumpy dog. I am SO HAPPY here because for the first time, the grumpy Happy let me pat him.

hey!! Rashky!! :D hahaha sorryyy i will go back to the dogs now...

meet Gembiraa!!! He is the friendly friendly dog! Everyday we will go to the backyard and call for GEMBIRAAAA!!! And he is not temperamental like Happy, he will always come and lick your hand and lick your face. He was the one took my first kiss. Hahahaaa...even my poochie never got a first kiss.

This little horse has a name now:

his name is luckyy!!! :D

Awww. I miss all of them SOOOOooo MUCH!!! Apparently, gembira has grown taller....hahaha, and i learned more about joy now. i wish i had a picture of joy...haha