Nagging Thoughts

I've had this nagging thought in my mind for weeks, writing it down may or may not help.
 
I like chicken and cheese. The chicken likes cheese but I don't like that the chicken likes cheese because I like cheese. The cheese doesn't like that I don't like chicken liking cheese, so the cheese doesn't like me for not liking chicken. So I tell cheese, I never said I don't like chicken, just that I don't like chicken liking cheese! I like chicken and cheese.
 
The end
 

Lost

I seem to have lost myself. I should look in Charlie. It may be there. Or maybe someone's already taken it. Now to open my eyes bigger to spot it and then go  "AHA! that's mine!" but then again, who'd want it? Do I really want it back? And will I recognize it? Will it be different? I hope it'll be different. 

The Bed

I just got a major flashback of... the bed! I was just thinking of small lights and remembered the one on the bed. We have this little lamp above our pillows on every bed so you can turn off the main switch but still read or whatever with the light on and I remember being the last one to sleep all the time, with the only one with the light on. Then some nights, (Claudia told me) she had to climb up my bed to turn off my light because she can't sleep with it on. Apparently I fall asleep with the light on quite often! Terrible me. I also remember having to jump off the bed and the first few nights or weeks, there were a few casualties because it's low enough to climb down safely without a ladder but still high enough to have to leap a little. Oh such good times. I remember the mess I make on my bed almost everyday, mainly mess that results from me searching for stuff and dumping everything on the bed to look for it. I remember the clothes I dump on it too! Hahahahaha... I just had a flashback of me bumping my head a million times, I can't quite sit up straight on my bed, but that's not the cause of the painful bumps. It's that little shelf next to the pillow side of my bed. When I lean out to look down to talk to suanne or something, I forget there's a sharp corner right above me and BUMP. ouch. 

Safety training which happened this date (8/4) last year

Wonderful Cabin mates

(this could be a photo to gage the height of the top bunks)

My big sisters welcome

Top bunkers! See  that shelf in the middle and the corner right there? That's the evil corner!! If you have real sharp eyes, you can see a small part of the lamp below Janene's bed.

Mondays

It's a strange day today. this time last year, I arrived on the ship for the first time, moved in with my cabin mates and it was a wonderful feeling. I closed my eyes earlier and allowed that vivid memory to pass through my mind. It's like I was right there again. It's really been a year, when I think about it, it doesn't feel it, but when i think about all the other wonderful things that have happened since then, i am just truly amazed at how much has/can happen. Thanks be to God.

On another note, I have strained neck and a very bad head. I need to be in bed, but i can't because I'm stuck in school waiting on mum to be ready. The kids are amazing as always but i couldn't enjoy them as I normally do. The nostalgia, the pain, the stress, doesn't make a good day. But it's only 4.30pm. I still have quite a few more hours for it turn good.

And just a note for me - Jasmine, it's everything else plus life.

Today

SATURDAY, APRIL 5, 2008

D-Day

And the day has arrived! In 12 hours!! Whoa

So, packing almost done. It's 5am btw. Better sleep, else I die during my journey.

Just a little info. The email will be jasmine.koit@mvdoulos.org. Comments made here would be sent there (hopefully). But if you do want to send me something, then email la. Can't access blog, so can't see chatbox.

Yeap. This is it. At last... Thaks for all the prayers so far, and don't stop! =P

Till the ship, ciao!

This time last year. I was in the airport, saying goodbye and walking down the escalator, through the gates. It feels so strange. 

This time last year

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

And it's down to 3

Three? Really? So that's about 72 hours?

Packing is a real pain. You should see my room now, I can't walk through it anymore. Created a path so I'd at least have some space to walk.

Do you know that flying is going to be so scary? Plus, I've only ever travelled twice on the plane. Once to Singapore and once to Kuching. So yeap, s.c.a.r.y

I'm going to miss school =(

ps: Please pray for safety for both Janene and I. Port Moresby is not exactly the safest place. We've been told that people can carry guns on the streets.