Doodles

Yeah, I still haven't updated on NSCFL. Meh. In the meantime, here's some stuff I drew.


My phone.


CHUGGA-CHUGGA
CHUGGA-CHUGGA..
CHUGGA-CHUGGA..
SHOE! SHOOOEEE!

National School Christian Fellowship Leadership Camp

It's a mouthful, isn't it? Yeah, I just got back from NSCFL Camp today, at 'round 3. Camp was.. different from what I expected. The speakers were pretty good, and I had an awesome group called Agate. Don't know what that is?

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The theme was 'Living Stones In A Broken World'. Anyway, I'll blog more 'bout that when I have the pictures. To those who have them..

GIMME!

As The Season Approaches..

I find myself wondering why a certain song goes the way it goes;

He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake,
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness' sake!



Stalker, much?

Watching The Stars

Shows that come on Malaysian satellite television can be compared to looking at a star's light.



You never get it when it's first released, and you have to wait a couple of light-years for it to reach you.

Blurgh

Examinations
A time to memorise stuff
Pressure all around

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Oh study, study, study!
I need more in my head,
Than I have in my tummy,
But my head is still stuck in it's bed.

I Feelz It 2

Mr. Bunnsy Has A Bad Day, Pt. 3

"Oh dear!, thought Mr. Bunnsy. A Blue Moon! Who in Furry Bottom did not know about the Blue Moon? Not Mr. Bunnsy. There were many stories about it, and how children from another world could sometimes get through to theirs. It was not uncommon that these sometimes nasty little children got into their world, but it was almost sure that at least one would come through, if not a pair, on a blue moon. Sometimes, the boy or girl would be very well behaved and would conveniently go off to save a fairy princess. However, if the child was bad, he or she would probably learn a thing or two from a witch. There was at least one in every town, and Furry Bottom was no exception. In Furry Bottom lived a short, squat lady who presumably had a neck in between her face and her dress. This witch in particular was a Sand Witch, and she had the misfortune of being named Margaret "Please Note Spelling For This Next Bit" Thripp when the priest did what he was told to do and that which was written on the little bit of paper given to him."