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This month has been great!! many wonderful things occured in july praise the Lord for that!!

Firstly, hillsong conference:

praise the Lord for that!!

Secondly, nicky came down 2 sydney!! yay!!

We surely did enjoy ourselves!!
Thirdly, I went 2 melbourne!!

MCG (Melbourne Cricket Ground) was awesome!!

The month of July has been great!! praise the Lord!!

What do you do if you witness an acquaintance having a poor eating etiquette (like really bad you think he/she is crazy) on the same table? Do you:

(a) Sacarstically tell that person off?
(b) Use a condescending tone while telling that person off?
(c) Nicely tell that person off (is it possible)?
(d) Suffer in misery cos he/she is humilating you?
(e) Shut the crap up and eat?

I choose (e) - jz enjoy the food cos food is good..think about the food first, worry about the rest later
Shawn - when my mind goes crazy (can’t blame me - it’s holiday time)

+Melbourne trip
i’m BACK from my wonderful melbourne trip!! just one day sitting around at home makes me feel like a friggin faggot..i mean after all da shopping, dining, etc in melbourne..i’m back at boring sydney..melbourne is a great city, period. no need for further explanations..if any of u guys plan 2 migrate 2 australia, go 2 melbourne, period. Is it that good? Yes! haha..

-housemate
Anyway, after discussing wif a few church frens, i’ve decided to stop my lil’ publication of housemate..why? cos it makes me friggin mad when i write it..bottom line is, no matter wateva shit i write about him, it’s not gonna change him..so, y bother? ki ki ki..just 2 leave u guys 2 wat kind of a human he is..imagine this: a bible college student (taking pastoral and leadership) actually said “to hell wif u” right after Mr. L left her car. Could u guys imagine?? Even I have to calm her down..It just shows to what extent we humans r not even close 2 perfect or is it that my housemate is just plain irritating? Well, up to today, I still can’t get the answer..So, I’ve decided, just b patient..i know God placed this wonder as my housemate to test my patience..n tht is excatly what i am going to do..ciaoz

PS - ppl, just visit melbourne..n stop thinking about your housmates..

Well, welcome once again 2 this 10 episode series of a wonderful person called ‘housmate’. In this third installement of housmate, I would reveal the wonders of cooking. Ever wondered how could chicken smell like rotton socks when cooked? Well, Mr. L manages to pull that trick of again and again almost every single day. I not trying to say that my cooking is that great but at rest assured that when I cook, the whole house would not smell like rotton socks. So, one fine day, I got really pissed cos the whole freaking house smells like rotton socks (bear in mind that I’ve endured this smell for 3 months). I went up to him and ask him what he puts in his cooking. The sceret for pissing people off with cooking that smells like crap is that use A LOT of fish sauce when marinating your chicken. On top of that, use that crap sauce and let it simmer until your whole freaking house smells like crap. Well, I’ve told him that his cooking smells really bad. I suggested that what he could do is cut down on the fish sauce he uses. I mean to marinate 200gm of chicken, he uses like 10 table spoons (or more) fish sauce. I mean, hello???? For asian cooking, use oyster sauce as the main ingredient for marinating not fish sauce (I even told him this). But, my suggestions fell on to deaf ears. So, until today, I still have the same problem - my whole house smelling like rotton socks whenever he cooks. If telling him politely does not solve the problem, what will???

Next on housmate: egocentric behaviour? When Mr. L takes egocentric behaviour to the next level. Await - Housemate: eps 4

how much could a person twist and twril around a question without actually answering the question? have u guys ever encountered such a person??? well, look no further, my housemate could do that like he’s been practicing for 19 years of his pathetic life. So, it was a question about where does he place his allegiance? Malaysia or Singapore? (since he was born in Malaysia, holds a Malaysian passport, is Malaysian but lived in Singapore throughout his life). This is what happened:

Mr. A - a good friend of mine
Mr. S - another housemate of mine

Mr. A: So, Mr. L, since u have been living in S’pore your whole life, where do u place ur allegiance? Singapore or Malaysia?
Mr. L: erm..well, it depends..
Mr.A and Shawn: what do u mean it depends? it’s a straight forward question..where do u place ur allegiance?
Mr. L: erm..well, if it’s penang, then i would say so…
Mr. S: hello? penang is not a country??
Mr. A: ok, let’s make this process easier: When Singapore goes up against Malaysia in a soccer match, who will u support?
Mr. L: erm, well, i think Malaysia.
Shawn: how could say “i think”..it’s a yes/no question. It’s either or.
Mr. L: well, that depends…

So, the story is that it went on and on and finally, we really don’t know where he places his allegiance..I mean if he places it with Sinapore, we would understand cos he’s been living there his whole freaking life..but, wat does he get by going round’ da bush? money? sympathy? empathy cos he has no EQ? well, like it or not, he still is and still will b my housemate..guys..pls pray 4 unit 30/’122 Culloden Road..next in Housemate: eps 3..ever wondered how could chicken smell like rotten socks when cooked? Await - Housemate: eps 3 - Mr. L da cook…

Listen to a woman when she looks at you, not when she speaks to you -Khalil Gibran-

These words hold great truth in them. Her eyes tell you a million things. Just by staring at the window to her soul, you can tell a million stories. Each unfolds to a beautifully women tapestry. Each unfolds a great story. Each unfolds a meaning to every step she takes.

10 day series about my housemate
eps. 1

hello everybody! i was prompted 2 write about my housemate because as far as i remember, i wasn’t like him at all when i was 19. Before I begin, let me introduce this wonderful character I call, Mr. L. Firstly, he is of Malaysian origin but has been living in Singapore his whole lifetime. He is now my housemate for 1 full semester and boy, he is special. This 10 day series would unravel the mysteries of God’s creation: a-human-living-with-you-called-a-housemate. To begin, Mr. L irritates people in a special way, which is asking weird questions or making weird statements which makes you think: does he even have a brain? Let’s start the ball rolling with what i would consider the question of the year:

Mr. L: eh, shawn, what happens if i eat rotten vegetables (while chopping his cabbage up)
Shawn (me): erm..you will die..
Mr. L: oh..ok..(with a dejected face)
then Mr. Z (another housemate of mine) came to the kitchen and asked him:
Mr. Z: ei, Mr. L, why are you throwing your vegetables away?
Mr. L: cos, shawn says that if i eat em’, i’ll die
*me bursts into a hysterical laugh

How could someone even believe that crap that came out of my mouth or better: how could someone ask such a bumb ass quesion??? Even as a kid I do not ask questions like that or be gullible enuff to believe bull shit..well, this is just the tip of the iceberg, await 4 more in the second episode: where does Mr. L places his allegiance? Malaysia or Singapore?

1. Look at the size of his putter.

2. Oh, dang, my shaft’s all bent.

3. You really wacked the hell out of that sucker.

4. After 18 holes I can barely walk.

5. My hands are so sweaty I can’t get a good grip.

6. Lift your head and spread your legs.

7. You have a nice stroke, but your follow through leaves a lot to be desired.

8. Just turn your back and drop it.

9. Hold up. I’ve got to wash my balls.

10. Damn, I missed the hole again.

A kindergarten class had a homework assignment to find out about something exciting and relate it to the class the next day. When the time came to present what they’d found, the first little boy walked up to the front of the class made a small white dot on the blackboard and sat back down. Puzzled, the teacher asked him just what it was.
"It’s a period,” said the little boy.

"Well, I can see that,” she said, ”but what is so exciting about a period?”

”Damned if I know,” said the little boy, ”but this morning my sister was missing one, Daddy had a heart attack, Mommy fainted, and the man next door shot himself."