Happy Belated New Year and ... the Australian Open

Hi Dear Bloggers!

Its been a while since my last post... Last year to be exact!!

Thanks for those who have read my blog... those that have probably lost interest due to the blue tones and for those that have perked up interest...

Alas... I am almost back to 'normal'. Its not fun being down. In fact. I hope that I dont get that sick again either.

So... to bring it to a lighter note and indulge a little fantasy and zany-ness to this crazy blog... Here is a picture of non other than Hottie #1 for the Year... my crush on Roger Federer.


Not only has he been the #1 Tennis player for 209 consecutive weeks (which is about 4 years at the top!)-- how does he do it? He is an absolute spunk.

Probably because he's a spunk. Yes. that helps his tennis methinks. (haha, i laugh at the absurdity of the thought)

I would post up pics of my adventures recently in Japan... for those that realised i went on a kamikaze trip away to try and escape the craziness of Sydney for a while...

I loved it. A trip where you dont want to come home? Yes, Waist deep powder snow in the coolest country (excuse the pun) in the world...

It was amazing.

I went to Hakuba (near Nagano- where the 19?? Winter Olympics was)... which is about 4 hours by train/ car from Tokyo. Spent Christmas there with friends from all around the world-- mostly new friends and friends of old acquaintances (how quaint)...

Then took a really cool overnight train (i somehow love the spirit of adventure it is to sleep on a sleeper/ carriage train)... which involved going through the longest underwater tunnel in the world (or something like that... maybe not... does it compete with the england to paris tunnel?)... between the top island of Hokkaido and the other chunk of country we were departing in japan called Honshu (thats the name of the island)...

We then proceeded to rent a car from Sapporo which was a brave thought by Ricky, but she had travelled to Japan to ski a couple of times before, so she seemed confident of this adventure!! I wasnt so sure, but convinced it would all work out... -- by the way.. this was Ricky, Dougs and Matty. Ricky was much needed female counterpart on this trip... what with too much testosterone on the ski slopes/ on and off the mountain... could get a bit much for the vanster!

We went to the Mid/Northish region of Hokkaido which included visits to Furano, Asakikawa, Mt Kamui (Links), AsahiDake- which was way cool... after 7 days, we bid farewell to Ricky, and the car back in Sapporo and proceeded to spend another 7 days in Niseko (where there are more Aussies than japanese) which was an awesome mountain... I hadnt seen so many white people in a while to be honest!

I kinda miss the 'anchovie' breakfasts with raw egg, rice and preserved veggies... haha and miso soup.

I also miss having Ramen (noodles) for lunch on the mountain instead of yucky western hamburgers (although, dont get me wrong, i still love yucky western hamburgers ala McD's for sure... but now while in Japan!)

I lOVE japanese food!

okee dokee..
here is a map of japan and i'll crap more about this trip at a later date :D

love to all and leave comments! I love it when ppl leave comments...

xoxo

fleeing the country. White Christmas time in Japan

Only one sleep to go!!!!
A dream come true. I will spending some quality pow pow times in Japan to go snowboarding this Christmas!

I'm saving the planet- one leftover at a time...

According to this article... i'm not alone when it comes to eating leftovers with a post-war grandma and rationing! Mamma Fung has it all!

That and i just saw there are tickets to the backstreet boys. reminds me of skins!


and sidenote...I think my time of freakout and high anxiety has passed. I have been feeling lost and tired and overwhelmed by the effects and changes of the past 3-6 months.

i'm looking forward to chilling out and chilling on down snowboarding in Japan!!! This has only transpired in the past week. and Ive realised that being single and young is the BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!

weekend shenanigans

speaking of people i love...
the sal tan was in town over the weekend and i tell you what-- she was a site for sore eyes!
i miss the tanner lots and wish she was still in sydney...
but GOOD TIMES>
we went to MACAS at about 10pm... went to our favourite 'romance' spot at cremorne point and it was just like old times! I love that about friends.... real friends you can relax around-- not have a care in the world... and then we went back to the drive-thru again 1/2 an hour later for choc sundaes with flakes in them!! hehe

love it...

or is it... 'i'm loving it'.

ps. i'm in a way better mood today from work. i'm a lot less stressed. and a lot less tired and i think i might just make it til the end of the year... and maybe even longer now... i think i've made it through the fire!

i got an email from jo today

I love jo. she is one of my most favouritest bestest friends in the whole wide world.
she is in mexico at the moment and has been updating her blog
i love it!
http://jo.footboot.net/

27.com

it was my bday yesterday.
i dont know why i'm publishing this on my blog... but i definately think it sounded worse than i thought.

yes. its still under 30 and yes, i have been told its still young.

but crap. its just that little bit closer to 30 than i thought!

breathe van breathe. its all ok!!!

ps. people believe me when i tell them i turned 21.
pps. its them asian genes!

Happier note! Babies are born!!

Hey...
just thought i'd lighten up my very lame and depressing self reflecting-- tortured soul of a blog (whatever happened to the minivanmegaFUN bit?)
ok. so my mood has picked up strangely enough...

good onya 'peppermint crisp' (gotta love mint & chocolate... my favourite!)

anyhoo.. wanted to share photos of dear family friends of ours... Leo and Cecelia's baby :D Lachlan. Aint he CUTE?!

coping with life

hmm...
i've decided that the word 'coping' sounds like you're barely scraping it.

thats how i've felt.

have i ever announced on my blog that i've had/got/hate having depression?

now... thats an announcement and a half!

who that is reading my blog (or cares) actually know that i suffer from the pains of the illness? and no, you cant just 'snap' out of it... its not just 'i felt blue today'and e.thing is backto normal next day.

depression is a drawn out process that sucks the living life out of you... for me, it is triggered by a series of stressful life events.

when/ if / hopefully you wont have to bear the carnage of stressful events that have occurred in my life these past 3-6+ months!

quitting job... no job.... searching job... new job.... relationship starting & ending.... stressful outcomes to events i have no control of (will not bore or divulge here)... moving house... moving back 'home'.... going to AFRICA for the first time...
ok. that within 3-6 months has been more than i could bear.
i've been pretty darn sick...

anyways... i think i'm on the mend.

i'm on a strict regimen of walking at 7am for 1/2 hour everyday... its a habit i must form to get me 'out' of this blueness... exercise stimulates the lower doses of dopamine in the brain which makes you 'feel good'... hence why you usually feel good after a session at the gym or physical activity!

anyhoo... thats a good start. lets hope i can make it!

having supportive friends help and i recommend going to www.livinglifetothefull.com for some useful/ helpful life strategies and tips...

i wonder if my announcement has surprised anybody.

oh well.. i dont even know who reads my blog these days, so depending on how quickly i churn out these entries, if you dont read this particular entry, then you wont know about it!

tired again. my back clicked like the hokey spokeys on a bike!

dudes.
is it me? or is it work? or the stress of having to move house?
im thankful i can have my mum's place to move to, however, not looking forward to having to physically move the contents from my apt and sell off all the various goods i dont need... (ugh)

i went to my chinese doctor today. yes he speaks chinese and no, he doesnt include free yum cha!
jokes.

well. he said my back must have been 'this bad' for quite some time. when he did his usual remedial massage-- which by the way, is one of the most physically painful but necessary forms of back manipulation... the twisting and back pressure and stretching... made my back... when it cracked, sound like a freakin fire cracker! it was pretty bad..... my spine is meant to be realigned now.

i'm still stiff, sore and tired though. so no points there.

moving house? :( boo....i think i'll just need to get on with it once my body recovers. i think thats where all the energy has been sapped from.... lack of oxygen to one's brain due to bad back has caused me to suffer all kinds of weird and wonderful pains!

not happy jan! procrastination doesnt help...

ps. gee- thanks for your comment. i think my happyness 'mood' is fleeting. i'm just tired and grumpy again!!

pps. trying to 'choose joy'... whatever that means!!!

ppps. missing all my furry friends that are living far away-- or have moved overseas in recent times or will be!!!!!! not naming names... i'm quite sad& upset!

happy again

ok.
where did my 'black dog' 'grey clouds' go?

i dont know. but i'm glad its gone.

its not that my situation right now is necessarily any different to my life previously.

its just that i've gained some new perspective that i have been waiting for.

i think going to Africa will do that to a person.

its reframed my life.

i dont want to forget what i have seen. nor do i want to ponder on the affects of the pain it causes me when i do.

i have a renewed sense of purpose. of peace, of determination and of thankfulness.

absolute thankfulness that i am blessed beyond even more than i have ever imagined before.

i am still human... i still hurt, i still bleed, and i can still find joy amongst the ashes.

there is beauty in ashes... in the painful places... in the hurting places.

i discovered today... that indeed, the Joy of the Lord is my strength.

it is not 'the joy of my job' or the 'joy of my posessions'... maybe even the 'joy of my friends/family' is my strength, although my friends & family do give me strength- i think God blesses us through our relationships/community.

through and through however.. above all else...
the Joy of the Lord is my strength.
i think i know what that means now. i didnt realise it before. i like it. i have peace.

ps. meditating on scripture that reminds us to focus on things that are pure and godly are very helpful. reading tom's blog or any of the commie bloggers (found on my links on the left) help to make me laugh. that helps. lots. community rocks!

Alive & Kicking in Africa!

Email from me:

Hiyas- im Alive in Africa!

i am now in Kampala, Uganda Africa!
I have survived a 14hr flight to dubai, 2hour stopover and another 6 hour journey to Entebbe airport Uganda, via Ethiopia!
I was tempted to try the 'McArabia' meal but decided against, it, but i will admit, i couldnt help but eat a cheeseburger in Dubai airport- ok, i was bored and buying 'Arabia Dance Hot100' really was not my thing...
I worked at the Watoto 'Bulrushes' Baby's home today, got puked on- projectile vomit style, but loved seeing these beautiful orphaned, abandoned babies get a 2nd chance at life... there are over 56 kids in this centre-- and funnily enough, all very well behaved! there are some fighting for their lives (either being thrown out of a window after childbirth, or left out in the bush to die...)... so sad! But these kids are adorable.. ranging from premature/ newborns to 2 year olds.
Will be heading to the 'Suubi' Watoto school village tomorrow to build/ paint the kitchen facility for the school. Should be an amazing experience.

Uganda is an interesting place to say the least... and of course of its 'developing nature'... has so much potential. Funny story though-- the Queen (Elizabeth II) is meant to be visiting Uganda in Nov for a commonwealth conference. They only just started building the special 'hotel' facility a month ago apparently? drove past it today... looks like a construction site!!

ok. missing you all and enjoying this interesting experience. Going on a safari this weekend for 3 days... i hope to see a hippo-- or a giraffe or two? and will be building for the next few days and back at the babies home on friday... next week will be a mix of other community activities with Watoto programs (btw, Watoto means Children in Ugandan)

ok. and if for some strange reason you have no idea why you have received this email from me... woops! Dudes, if you've gotten this far in reading this email-- Van is in AFRICA! visit www.watoto.com to find out more about the program i am participating in here!

ciao for now!
xo Van :D
ps. staying here. its pretty darn good for Africa i say! http://www.emmausguesthouse.com/

Interesting article about a photojournalist. I like the quote from Oscar Wilde near the bottom.

Dispatches from the front
By Beryl Wajsman, Editor, The Suburban
Robert J. Galbraith

Montrealer Robert J. Galbraith is one of the leading war photojournalists of this generation. Galbraith’s career in journalism spans 20 years. He has written and/or photographed for numerous publications in North America and Europe including The New York Times. His reputation reached new heights when he published Iraq: Eyewitness to War — A$">Photojournalist’s Diary. $">$">Galbraith refused to be an embedded reporter with the American forces and he did not want to sit through orchestrated press conferences at the press centre. He wanted total freedom to cover the war. At great personal peril, he managed to cover the war in a way that has rarely been seen.$">$">Unlike many in the media, despite the human toll and tragedy he documented, his is a compelling and authentic voice on the importance of a heightened Canadian military and diplomatic engagement in democratic development and nation-building worldwide.$">$">Iraq was not his first tour in a war zone. That came in Israel during the scud missle attacks. Then Galbraith covered the rest of the first Gulf War. He returned to Iraq to cover the current war and then he went to Afghanistan in 2005. He has been in the process of planning a new mission to Afghanistan for the better part of the year. Robert feels it is vital to record the critical role Canadian troops are playing in the Kandahar operation. There are untold stories of heroism and valour amidst the service and sacrifice that have literally saved the allied mission. Robert means to tell those stories. He left yesterday for his latest rendezvous with destiny.$">$">We at The Suburban are honoured that many of the freelance reports and photos that Robert will be filing will be published in our pages. $">$">Robert’s decision to include this newspaper among the recipients of his dispatches attests to the success of the broader scope we have taken and the heightened relevance of our impact. $">$">During a conference on Iraq organized by my Institute for Public Affairs of Montreal, Robert told me this about his work: “During the compilation of my book, many of my friends said that the cover was too shocking, and might turn off prospective buyers. But to me it was perhaps the most powerful image to come out of my journey, and the symbolism it reflected. Photojournalism is not just documentation. It is also about advancing art.

Oscar Wilde said that art should affront, should repulse, otherwise it will never advance.

There are many war books out there with neutral or boring covers. I wanted people to have a finger stuck in their eye when they saw my book, and to realize that this is the real thing, this is the real account of the misery of war. “

“ This is the kind of hard-hitting journalism you can expect from Robert Galbraith’s dispatches from the front”

In our talks over the past few weeks I asked what motivated him to pursue this latest adventure. Hadn’t he proven his courage? Hadn’t he done enough to raise conscience and consciousness? His answer was poignant and instructive for us all.

“We should always be willing and fearless to challenge the darkness,” he said. “Whatever that darkness is. Be it subjugation of another people or the ghosts in our own closets. You are never more alive as when you challenge your worst fears. This is why I am a war photojournalist, and will ever continue to be.”

To learn more about this extraordinary man and his remarkable work, visit his website at www.robertgalbraith.com and look for his stories and pictures in the weeks to come.

2007-10-03 10:14:41

going to Africa in 4 sleeps!

ok. so i've been slack with the blogging.
i've gone a bit MIA for a bit.
sorting out my life. worrying too much.
thinking i worry too little.
i think its better to worry little. whats to worry about?

ok. been stressed, but heck. i need to take a chill pill.
aside from the landladee sal-meist selling the epic mortgage sucking life device that is the wonderful rangies...
jokes!
i have been mourning the loss... or the potential loss... and the impending move out of here!
life will be different... and life wont be the same... but i am embarking on a journey in the meantime to Africa..

a trip that i committed to wanting to go 2 years ago when they announced at church that they were planning to take a team to UGANDA for a project called watoto childcare ministries! www.watoto.com (support them! they are well worth the cause!)

what sparked the interest was the fact that my dear sponsor child Christine is a local Ugandan young lass herself and i've always wanted to go visit her... and i've been doing that since the beginning of 2003.
thats been a humbling and great committment to think that my little self can help transform the life of a young woman who in many circumstances did not choose where she was born, but into a large loving family that is impoverished! it makes me feel very overindulgent indeed... the life in the western world... and completely unjust... how the heck did i get born into the family i did... with the opportunities that i've had... and well... you know where i'm heading with that...

so... off i go... Friday yonder... into a foreign land.

I am excited, anxious... ever so anticipating ... wondering how the heck i will cope with the sites and sounds... i think the 'thought' of it is often more tormenting than perhaps what i may actually experience.

the 'world vision' ads will no longer be just a thing i can switch off the television. These people are real, they have real needs and major social problems that CAN be helped!

I feel so humbled and priveledged that i can, in my own way... contribute towards a better life for these young kids at watoto...

life is so different there... and yes, 'blood diamond' and 'the last king of scotland' will scarily reflect a life that so few of us will ever want or have to experience, but elements of which are a reality for fellow human beings.

i think i need to write in my blog more often. it helps me clarify my thoughts.

i've been stressed. i've even had the blues. but i'm OK. and i'm on ON MY WAY!!!! bring it ON!!!!!!!!!!

The Coming Home blues- from Travel Blog on SMH

Hi Peeps,
this blog has made me feel better already that there are others that feel exactly the same way i do after travelling... I havent even gone to Africa yet, but i'm anticipating some kinda rude shock when i get back to 'reality' and work for me in the western world!
Pray for me!! Its going to be pretty mind blowing...

23 Sleeps to go!

xo

http://blogs.smh.com.au/travel/archives/2007/09/the_coming_home_blues.html
Every person, dedicated traveller or not, has had a case of the coming home blues.

It could be only mild - like when you find yourself back at the desk after a weekend away - or it could be more extreme - after a few years on the road - but there's always the realisation that things at home aren't as fun as they are on holidays.

I've had the coming home blues a few times, and they seem to be getting worse. And, as far as I can tell, there doesn't seem to be any remedy, no quick fix for your travel-related downer, no sports panel show to rush home to and discuss the ills of your life.

Worst of all, it's pretty hard to get sympathy from people when you've just spent a few months/years having the time of your life ...

In my experience, the longer the trip away, the worse the coming home blues are. They're like Monday-itis times about 100 - you become a shadow of your former care-free, holidaying self.

For those who are yet to experience this affliction, here are the common steps leading to coming home blues:

Step 1
Make the decision to come home. This is usually accompanied by a feeling of excitement at seeing your family and old buddies again, coupled with a slight sense of foreboding.

Step 2
Arrive home. Experience the initial joy of seeing everyone and having them at least feign interest in your adventures. Eat whatever it is you've been craving for the last six months (a sausage roll for me).

Step 3
Realise you're broke, and, most probably, don't have a job. Start mournfully flipping through the employment sections trying to decide what best you can fake experience in. Discovery Travel and Living is now your favourite TV channel.

Step 4
Realise no one really cares about all the crazy/exciting things you got up to overseas. Worse still, realise you're no longer getting up to them.

Step 5
Begin to remember why you went overseas in the first place - everything at home was boring. Realise everything at home is still boring. Continue flipping through employment sections.

Step 6
Your friends, realising that every single one of your stories from now on will begin with the phrase, "This one time when I was in ..." have stopped calling. You've begun morosely checking your hotmail each morning, catching up on what your friends who are still overseas are doing. Frighteningly, you're craving a full English breakfast from the greasy spoon down on the high street. No one knows what you're talking about.

Step 7
Forced to take the first job you're offered, you pretend to work whilst actually flitting in between researching new destinations on the Lonely Planet website, and looking at your own travel photos on Facebook. You've taken to eating lunch at Spanish/Italian/Vietnamese/Thai/Mexican/Indian/Nepalese restaurants so you can try and persuade yourself you're still there. Once again, you realise you're not.

About this stage, the coming home blues have firmly set in. You're moping around all day, mumbling things like, "Cabs wouldn't cost this much in India", and wondering why the hell you decided to come home in the first place.

So what do you do to alleviate your symptoms?

First, stop looking at your damn photos - it's just going to make you more miserable. Countless times I've thought to myself, "I'm feeling a bit blue ... I know what will cheer me up: looking at pictures of myself when I was really happy!"

Doesn't work.

Second, surround yourself with fellow travellers. Nothing eases pain more than sharing it. This may involve becoming the seedy guy surreptitiously hanging out in the hostel bar, but, you know, desperate times ...

Even better is to come home when someone else you know who is coming home - that way you can share the whole experience, and that's one less person who'll be emailling you about their latest adventures from some far-off land.

However, those bitten by the travel bug will know that these are all band-aid treatments. The only way to truly beat the blues is to knuckle down, get saving, and bugger off overseas again at the first opportunity.

Sure, you're setting yourself up for another battle with the blues - but it's worth it, isn't it?

i (heart) bircher muesli

love it.
soaked in apple juice
yoghurt.
bliss.

tiredness, recovery from the flu and joy

im tired.

i was meant to go to my 'mandarin' class. no, not to peel oranges, but the national language/ official mother tongue of china. the homeland.

yes, i'm pisstaking.

but no, i'm not joking about the china bit!

i didnt particularly feel like repeating ' this is a pen'... ' this is not my brother'... ' my school bag has 3 books inside'... in chinese.

boo hoo.

whinge whinge...

i think there are too many things going on in my life at the moment for one little minivan to process.

1) the salmeist is thinking of selling the rangies
2) i'm going to africa in just over 4 weeks (to build houses for watoto.com and to visit my sponsor child compassion.org)
3) some of my bestest friends are moving overseas... for at least 12 months
skins, frenchie, asha... in the next few months... and well... i shall focus on the dear friends that will be in the country... however, i cant help but think a piece of me will be left slightly emptier because of their abscence... but thank the Lord for the internet!?! which helps us all keep in touch, but still... i cant help but think the internet for me, is just a poor excuse for communicating sometimes... typing out thoughts just aint the same as a telephone call or a real hug, let alone a 'superpoke' or a 'give a beer to ____' hahahahah.

hmmmm....

anyhoo... so its monday, and i'll whinge that i have over-committed in my chinese class for mondays for the rest of the year...

i just thought it might help me order yum cha in mandarin instead of canto...

oh well!

the flu for me, is almost fully gone... today is the first monday i havent completely wanted to dry wretch at the thought of having to go to work.... (and yes, i am enjoying it, but boy was today boring!)

work is overrated to say the least...

but despite my whinginess, and missing my sister's overseas and my mother flying to hawaii for another holiday...

i will take hold of this time of uncertainty to be reminded of what's really important...

my appetite.

i still have my appetite.

thats got to be a good sign!!!!!!

thats all from me peeps.

God bless!

"Learn to do good. Seek justice. Help the oppressed. Defend the orphan. Fight for the rights of widows." Isaiah 1:17

I am so excited!

Compassion International... the organisation that does awesome things... like organizes sponsor programs for children in need... has just announced to me that YES. I can visit my sponsor child! (this is an often arduous process that takes months to prepare and get approval and national security police checks that i have had to pay for... and you should have seen the relief on my face when the letter came back from the federal police that i am not a criminal!! which i knew was the case, but you know... you never know!!!!)

Relief is all around and i am happy once again and the good news (its an exciting proposition, but has been quite stressful...)

for those that are reading my blog or bothering (i havent posted in ages... which is a good and bad sign)..

a) i've been way preoccupied settling into my new job! Go AG!
b) i've been hibernating as a result of the cold and personal blogging at work is not always a good look and my internet connection (free wireless) is currently non- existent at home which is a good and bad thing... so something must be done about it!!
c) i just havent had anything too exhilirating or stupid enough to post!

For those that may read...
my sponsor Child Wanyana Christine lives south of Kampala, Uganda, Africa in a little town called Kipala.

She has just turned 14 years old and i've been sponsoring her since she was 11.

It is a humbling experience to say the least and one that I really value.

When this young girl writes to me and says things like ' Thank you for my birthday sponsor gift, i bought red shoes, school books a dress and a goat for my family'... these sorts of things just blow me away!!!'

a GOAT for goodness sakes!!! its amazing what a humble $50 a month will do in this little person's life.

i wish i could buy a Goat for $50?!

Anyhoo,... i found this quote on Nelson Mandela quite inspiring... we can all make a difference in our corners of the world...

"Like slavery and apartheid, poverty is not natural. It is man-made, and can be overcome and eradicated by the actions of human beings." Nelson Mandela

Which by the way... i want to see the movie...Amazing Grace

Amazing Grace, the film marking the 200-year anniversary of William Wilberforce’s hard-earned success in abolishing the British slave trade, was released last month to nation-wide acclaim. The film highlights the issues of slavery and human trafficking to a modern-day audience, inspiring the Amazing Change Campaign, a movement lobbying for the rights of an estimated 27 million men, women and children still enslaved today.

what a momentous occasion!

its been one year since:

1. i went to lake falls creek with the tanners
2. i've had someone called a 'boyfriend'
3. i've completely changed jobs and roles and industries!
4. i decided that i love gadgets and my nerdness is fully apparent ( i love electronics)
   
5. last winter... and boy, this winter has been freeeeeeeeakin freeezing!
6. i went to berry with jo :D
7. i realised i was going to really knuckle down and get fit (for real)
8. knowing that being single and happy is one the nicest seasons in ones life... and when one has the opportunity to pursue it... seize it!! cos when you may meet someone special... all this stuff goes (almost) completely out the window...

The greatest test of courage on the earth is to bear defeat without losing heart

what a great quote by Robert Green Ingersoll.

i have no idea who he is... but i got this from my 'jogging diary' for 2007.

what is with buying these things and realising that i really just cant keep up with myself??

i twisted my dear left ankle a couple of months back (not fun)... and well.. that has left me pretty much spewing from the fact that my jogging routine was severely cut short... and now... little ol me is struggling with getting back into the habit!!!

i miss jogging... and i miss feeling like jogging. i must get back into it!!!

feeling like throwing up....

whats with being sick and me being extremely irritable and hating being bed ridden?

no. its the 'forced' dvd watching that i despise the most.

really.

i love my dvd collection just as much as the next guy. but seriously... i cant stand being sick!!

there are very few things that i whinge about (aside from some $ahole breaking off my windscreen wiper... see previous post)....

and since this is my blog.... i'm going to rant and rave all i want!!

oh. and whats with this weather? ITS FRICKEN FREEZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i think im upset because i missed out on seeing the watoto children's choir at my church again.

:( I'm going there in october to help build some houses for watoto. im meant to be excited...

i guess its cos i'm just sick and e.thing seems irritably hard and crap that i feel like throwing up.

ok. i'm going now. but if you're curious. go to www.watoto.com for more details.

sick at home with the lurgy and needing some love

not happy jan!