Woo... wee.... my 1st blog. OK, always a 1st time for everything. Frankly, not sure if it's gonna be exciting, not even sure if I'm actually going to let the whole world read what I'm writing.

Anyway, why did I want to start blogging? Well, I must say I have this strong urge to want to praise God, shout out to the whole wide world about how grateful I am to Him when He healed my dad recently. Dad has always been healthy. No major illnesses, exercised every morning, watched his favourite 早安您好 every morning. It was one Sunday that we realise he was suffering from internal bleeding. I must say I was really scared that I would become an "orphan" (aw-right, not an appropriate use at this ripe old age). I was afraid I won't get to see him again and worst of all, don't get the chance to tell him the things I want to tell him.

Anyway, am so so so... glad dad's well again and he's beginning with his morning exercises, amidst the haze, fog, pollution, etc...

Well, the other thing that really prompted me to write a blog is from my mission trip from Hope Sibu. I met some really nice bunch of people in Hope Sibu. I must say they have such a pure heart, uncomplicated, but not simple-minded.

The brothers and sisters there were kind enough to let us stay in their place and even availed themselves to drive us around. The sisters stayed at Lingna's place while the brothers stayed at Charles' place. Lingna's was really good to us. She boiled some herbal drink for us and even prepared breakfast for us. Hope Sibu's brothers and sisters accompanied us for the few days we were around. Felt more like a holiday than a mission trip. Almost dread going back to Singapore.

Journey back was another story. We managed to catch what we thought was the last coach from KL back to Singapore, but when we were in JB's coah terminal, the driver actually came up with some excuse saying that his workmate didn't turn up and hence couldn't bring us back to Singapore. He returned us $20.00 ringgit and asked us to take No. 170 back to Singapore. I was filled with disbelief, but what can we do? Just gotta do as what deemed fit. Lotsa walking, chasing after the bus, squeezing to get on the bus. Plus, I think I might have shrank cos my trousers seemed longer than it was two years ago. So I kept stepping on it on my way back to Singapore. My goodness... I shrank! Or did I? I hope it's not a sign of aging? Or was it osteoporosis? Gotta do more stretching exercises and take more calcium supplements.

Can't wait for the rest to send me the photos from the trip. Err... I didn't bring my camera, so just gotta wait. So guys, please hurry.... :S