goLLy…it’s been 2 yrs. since I’ve been back in Sibu…and now that I’ve been back for about 3 weeks…I’m starting to get bored! ArgH!! Hahaha…I know it’s been a while since I’ve touched this bloggie…but…with finals and all the traveling back home…I’ve had neither the energy nor time to actually sit down and blog. Even if I tried to rack my brain for something…it was gonna be just plain ol’ rubbish.
Anywayzz…I’ve been back for almost 3 weeks now…and Sibu…I should say…has not changed much at all. And the foochow ppl…has NOT changed at all. Still loud…rude…and gross as usual. My flight from Houston to KL was a peaceful and fun one…until I boarded the flight from KL to Sibu. It was like a recurring nightmare somewhere from the past. All these Foochow ppl. onboard…GEEZ…I knew everything from their family to what they bought at Petaling Street the night before. And this one guy…just had to talk about "passing gas" because of eating the Nasi Lemak sold by Air Asia…dude…that was freakin’ NASTY!
Arriving in Sibu…my greatest fear came true…the nasty weather! I could not stand the humidity…LOL…what else to say the actual heat. I literally felt like a "puteri lilin" right then and there as I alighted from the aircraft. It was darN right hot…and it made u feel sticky all over..argH! LOL…but now…as I’m sitting here blogging…I don’t even have the fan turned on. How ironic is that?
Things got better as I stepped into the ever familiar and ever-missed Wesley Methodist Church. I didn’t get up in time for the morning service (ahem ahem…jetlag)…but I did get to go to the Youth Service…which was my main interest. I was told that they were having a special service…cuz it was their first time holding at their bigger and better venue…Wei Kuok Hall. There was this grand procession…leading from the church’s chapel all the way there…it was amazing! According to one of the aunties…we actually had about 160 youths now! Amazing how God can work miracles if we set forth to follow His will! My return home was also actually a surprise…cuz nobody knew except my family…and Pak Tun. So walking into the service…I was "happy" to see shocked faces…hahah! But indeed…seeing familiar faces…and familiar grounds…just brings back that warm feeling of belonging. I finally felt I was at "home" in Sibu again.
These past few weeks…have been OK. I’ve already been to a camp…well…actually…chaperoning kids at a camp…was in Singapore last week…and of course…being "dumped" with all sorta things to do for the youths…but of course…it is all in God’s glory. I have about 2 more months to go…we’ll see what adventures Sibu…or perhaps Malaysia…has for me. Oh ya…n’ to all my friends out there…gimme a hoot if you’re in Sibu yah! God bless…peace out~!
