Thursday, July 21, 2005

randomly rambling about:

i have, in my head now, a vast array of both related and unrelated thoughts swimming up and down, to and fro, left and right, in circles clockwise and anti-clockwise, and what ever other way have you, through my head, and i shall now attempt to textify (the proper, gramatically correct word to use evades my failing brain) all of these thoughts that are getting much more exercise than i myself am and should be, here...

So this afternoon, together with Junyuan and law Mark (a.k.a. zanzoo), i went to the newater plant in Kranji to pick up the 67 free cartons of newater (it's not as much as it sounds) that we ordered for giving out at the matric fair for VCF. I volunteered the use of my father's 19 year old Suzuki Supercarry passenger van for the task, since it is actually an eight-seater, and hence can fit quite a bit of stuff (despite only being a one litre vehicle - which of course means it can probably be outperformed by a lame goat when laden with so much baggage).

Of course, as i often lament, i can't drive, and in fact have not even lifted even a pinkie to start the ball rolling towards getting a license. (How to even drive my father's old, power-steering-and-other-driver-friendly-devices-absent van being another story altogether) So thankfully, my father was free so he drove us to Kranji to pick up the water, then down to src to deposit the water, and then back home...

The carrying part actually wasn't that bad, though i heard the total weight of the 67 cartons of water is 360kg or something to that effect... Anyway, there was ample supply of water to drink in case of any thirst issues haha... (i don't think that so many freshies - more than 800 bottles! - would take the water anyway, so we'll probably have a healthy excess of water on our hands once the fair is over...) (there goes the need for a refreshment supply for ft... haha...)

So after that, since i already was sweaty following the water carrying, i decided to cycle around east coast park again, since i had little time and energy for anything more than that... I've come to the stage when i fell prompted whenever i go for one of these long and gentle rides to spend the time in prayer and praise, although admittedly i do get distracted by various stuff very often... But anyway, i thank God for the opportunity to pray at length about the upcoming matric fair, possible signing up for MEET, church issues, and other stuff at the Spirit's leading. I really do need to pray more... Also, some songs that i hadn't sung for the longest time, perhaps since i was a teeny little sec one or so youth at St. Paul's, suddenly came to mind, and it was really great to reminisce while reflecting upon their lyrics. Unfortunately i have already forgotten what songs they are, maybe the next time they will come back to me... Haha and of course, i was meditating upon the lyrics of "Love Compels" as well... Vested interest mah...

While i was there, i came across a big bunch of army people who were running for i think 14km or something like that (i saw the route marker people)... Got me thinking that i need to be running too... Still haven't booked ippt as well... Aiyah, how? This year, the only running i've done (apart from when the bus is about to leave me behind) has been that short distance from the field back to temasek hall during FOC... I definitely to do more than that, though i need to find the right weather, opportunity, and venue...

Anyway, in totally unrelated news, i just got off the
CNN website that the actor who played Montgomery Scott, in Star Trek, better known as Scotty of "Beam me up, Scotty" fame just died... Not that i was, am or ever will be a trekkie, but my brother is, and i remember that guy with the funny rough scottish (i think - that explains scotty, doesn't it?) accent from when my brother used to watch it. I somehow remember one scene in particular, when he was reporting to Captain Kirk about the failure of the 'dilithium crystals' in the teleporting device, and i remember he said 'dilithium crystals' in the most farny manner, thanks to his accent... A classic childhood memory, without a doubt.

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