Monday, 9 April 2007 | 6:00 pm
My Testimony
Hey guys! I just got back from a youth camp! It was quite fun, I'm just really confused at the moment. I mean, you go through your life believing you don't need anyone and this stranger, this...pastor comes and makes you feel so...lonely. It's just that I realized I have problems that I can't even share with my friends. It seems strange to think you can share them with someone you can't see but I suppose that's the beauty of it. I'm so used to dealing with problems on my own, and I LIKE my mask cupboard! Nooo....not the mask cupboard. The camp topic was FEAR NOT and i should learn from that...jump into the pit and grab lions by the beard and rip them apart, metaphorically speaking.
The things Pastor Chris Hope talked about were interesting. I didn't find myself bored once. Well the praying for people made me a bit uncomfortable but as I was watching I felt like crying...that's one damn uncomfortable feeling I tell you! I have the ability to keep all the tears inside, until one day it's too much and I burst into violent fits of tears often in a public place. So strange. That's like when all my friends went to another class in year 9 and I was all by myself in a new class. I didn't cry at ALL during the year even though I was really sad...then at the end of the year when we were doing the ace program Mr. Rae jokingly said I wasn't with my friends. I just managed to hold it together until I could get out of the office then I made funny choking noises and started crying...in public. Very embarrassing. I think I was so loud the teachers could hear me inside the office because Mr. Rae came and found me to tell me he was joking. Shameful...
On a lighter note...I had lots of fun. Met some new people RAWR! Yeah attack of the fuzzies! Camp should have gone for longer because on the first day you don't know many people and it's kind of awkward when you only know two people and one of them ditches you for a game (or ten) of Bartok and the other ditches you because you're silly. Anyway, on Saturday night I got into conversation with a leader called Ning about stars. After 15 minutes I was bagging him but seriously, they have the funniest conversations over dinner. We were talking about drinking cat poo coffee and asking people if cat poo tasted good would you eat it? I said yes to both, if it's sterilized and I'm not going to catch a hideous disease then sure. Well at least yes to the coffee, apparently cat poo coffee (kopi luwak) is the best in the world. It's made from the digested leftovers a cat makes after eating a certain coffee bean. Yes okay i mean they collect the bean after it's been digested by the cat. That means having to sift through tonnes of poo. Heehee. There's also a type of weasel poo coffee also. At the same dinner, we also talked about colonic irrigation and why you can't put fingers up your anus to see if you have prostate cancer because your fingers and wrist aren't designed to bend at that angle. Ning kept touching his nose and saying "good prostate, bad prostate". Yes this was a church camp and yes Ning is a leader! He's 24 and corrupting our 16 year old minds!!! He justified his actions by saying leaders must always tell the truth and tried to shift the blame by saying we had asked him these questions.
On Sunday I played soccer and it was SO fun. We kicked butt!! It was all very friendly and the guys weren't afraid to get in there and tackle the girl. I literally ran into Anthony. That guy is built like a brick wall I tell you! I pretty much bounced off, he had to grab my arm so I wouldn't fall over. It didn't hurt though, maybe because I'm so skinny. I got the ball kicked straight into my stomach from 3m away but that didn't hurt either. VANESSA TRIPPED TOM UP!!! YEAH!!! Everyone was hi-5ing her. So funny. Then we played frisbee and I fought with James over the frisbee and I'm pretty sure he knee-ed me in the back and practically rolled over me but it didn't hurt. Weird, it SHOULD have hurt...
Last night we stayed up till 3:30 talking about Ning's ex-girlfriends. Man that guy is so not afraid to answer any question. I couldn't stop laughing. We kept getting distracted from the actual topic though, that's why we talked for almost 4 hours. It started off with Vanessa, Josh, Ning and I in a circle but then got bigger and noisier. He said his friends call skinny girls 'Highways' because they were all flat (no curves) and said that one time his friend said "You can't date Hume!" HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Elise and I were slightly offended but it was sooo funny! Then Rach asked him if he would date a bigger girl and he deflected that question by saying guys called 'fat' girls posturepedic matresses! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Then they started talking about how to pick up girls and guys at parties and I was just sitting there laughing. By that time there were heaps of people all laughing their heads off. Well he made it better by saying that no girl was ugly to everyone.
"It's not like, you're ugly in 10 different countries! You're SIGMA ugly!"
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
All that laughing and running around playing soccer and frisbee has finally caught up to me! I have tired legs, I laughed to much my stomach muscles and cheeks hurt! But it's a good tired, I like this kind of tired ^^
At breakfast this morning I was perky for awhile, considering i only had about 3 hours sleep but I was sitting opposite Tom and he just sucked the happiness right out of me because he sat there and looked at his toast for two minutes. He looked so tired it was funny.
After breakfast we had devotion and worship, for the first time i felt like singing, I didn't but that's beside the point. Strange. Normally I don't because I feel its wrong for me to falsely worship. Even worse than everyone thinking I'm rude. It was a nice feeling, but I think it might just be an after camp high. I don't know, I will see. Have faith right?
The bus ride home was so much better than the bus ride there! On the way there, the guys and girls were separated into two different buses but on the way back we were separated into our groups. It was good because I'd gotten to know those people and there were lots of spare seats in our bus so I lay across two seats and tried to sleep. We were right up the back of the bus and Vanessa, Lissie, Tom and I were all lying across the seats trying to sleep. I'm pretty sure Jonno has a picture of me sleeping. It was pretty comfy and we were home before I knew it. Ahh camp is always fun! I'll post all my photos later. It's pretty late and this is getting to be a very long-winded entry.
With love,
Mel
Hey guys! I just got back from a youth camp! It was quite fun, I'm just really confused at the moment. I mean, you go through your life believing you don't need anyone and this stranger, this...pastor comes and makes you feel so...lonely. It's just that I realized I have problems that I can't even share with my friends. It seems strange to think you can share them with someone you can't see but I suppose that's the beauty of it. I'm so used to dealing with problems on my own, and I LIKE my mask cupboard! Nooo....not the mask cupboard. The camp topic was FEAR NOT and i should learn from that...jump into the pit and grab lions by the beard and rip them apart, metaphorically speaking.
The things Pastor Chris Hope talked about were interesting. I didn't find myself bored once. Well the praying for people made me a bit uncomfortable but as I was watching I felt like crying...that's one damn uncomfortable feeling I tell you! I have the ability to keep all the tears inside, until one day it's too much and I burst into violent fits of tears often in a public place. So strange. That's like when all my friends went to another class in year 9 and I was all by myself in a new class. I didn't cry at ALL during the year even though I was really sad...then at the end of the year when we were doing the ace program Mr. Rae jokingly said I wasn't with my friends. I just managed to hold it together until I could get out of the office then I made funny choking noises and started crying...in public. Very embarrassing. I think I was so loud the teachers could hear me inside the office because Mr. Rae came and found me to tell me he was joking. Shameful...
On a lighter note...I had lots of fun. Met some new people RAWR! Yeah attack of the fuzzies! Camp should have gone for longer because on the first day you don't know many people and it's kind of awkward when you only know two people and one of them ditches you for a game (or ten) of Bartok and the other ditches you because you're silly. Anyway, on Saturday night I got into conversation with a leader called Ning about stars. After 15 minutes I was bagging him but seriously, they have the funniest conversations over dinner. We were talking about drinking cat poo coffee and asking people if cat poo tasted good would you eat it? I said yes to both, if it's sterilized and I'm not going to catch a hideous disease then sure. Well at least yes to the coffee, apparently cat poo coffee (kopi luwak) is the best in the world. It's made from the digested leftovers a cat makes after eating a certain coffee bean. Yes okay i mean they collect the bean after it's been digested by the cat. That means having to sift through tonnes of poo. Heehee. There's also a type of weasel poo coffee also. At the same dinner, we also talked about colonic irrigation and why you can't put fingers up your anus to see if you have prostate cancer because your fingers and wrist aren't designed to bend at that angle. Ning kept touching his nose and saying "good prostate, bad prostate". Yes this was a church camp and yes Ning is a leader! He's 24 and corrupting our 16 year old minds!!! He justified his actions by saying leaders must always tell the truth and tried to shift the blame by saying we had asked him these questions.
On Sunday I played soccer and it was SO fun. We kicked butt!! It was all very friendly and the guys weren't afraid to get in there and tackle the girl. I literally ran into Anthony. That guy is built like a brick wall I tell you! I pretty much bounced off, he had to grab my arm so I wouldn't fall over. It didn't hurt though, maybe because I'm so skinny. I got the ball kicked straight into my stomach from 3m away but that didn't hurt either. VANESSA TRIPPED TOM UP!!! YEAH!!! Everyone was hi-5ing her. So funny. Then we played frisbee and I fought with James over the frisbee and I'm pretty sure he knee-ed me in the back and practically rolled over me but it didn't hurt. Weird, it SHOULD have hurt...
Last night we stayed up till 3:30 talking about Ning's ex-girlfriends. Man that guy is so not afraid to answer any question. I couldn't stop laughing. We kept getting distracted from the actual topic though, that's why we talked for almost 4 hours. It started off with Vanessa, Josh, Ning and I in a circle but then got bigger and noisier. He said his friends call skinny girls 'Highways' because they were all flat (no curves) and said that one time his friend said "You can't date Hume!" HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Elise and I were slightly offended but it was sooo funny! Then Rach asked him if he would date a bigger girl and he deflected that question by saying guys called 'fat' girls posturepedic matresses! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Then they started talking about how to pick up girls and guys at parties and I was just sitting there laughing. By that time there were heaps of people all laughing their heads off. Well he made it better by saying that no girl was ugly to everyone.
"It's not like, you're ugly in 10 different countries! You're SIGMA ugly!"
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
All that laughing and running around playing soccer and frisbee has finally caught up to me! I have tired legs, I laughed to much my stomach muscles and cheeks hurt! But it's a good tired, I like this kind of tired ^^
At breakfast this morning I was perky for awhile, considering i only had about 3 hours sleep but I was sitting opposite Tom and he just sucked the happiness right out of me because he sat there and looked at his toast for two minutes. He looked so tired it was funny.
After breakfast we had devotion and worship, for the first time i felt like singing, I didn't but that's beside the point. Strange. Normally I don't because I feel its wrong for me to falsely worship. Even worse than everyone thinking I'm rude. It was a nice feeling, but I think it might just be an after camp high. I don't know, I will see. Have faith right?
The bus ride home was so much better than the bus ride there! On the way there, the guys and girls were separated into two different buses but on the way back we were separated into our groups. It was good because I'd gotten to know those people and there were lots of spare seats in our bus so I lay across two seats and tried to sleep. We were right up the back of the bus and Vanessa, Lissie, Tom and I were all lying across the seats trying to sleep. I'm pretty sure Jonno has a picture of me sleeping. It was pretty comfy and we were home before I knew it. Ahh camp is always fun! I'll post all my photos later. It's pretty late and this is getting to be a very long-winded entry.
With love,
Mel
The things Pastor Chris Hope talked about were interesting. I didn't find myself bored once. Well the praying for people made me a bit uncomfortable but as I was watching I felt like crying...that's one damn uncomfortable feeling I tell you! I have the ability to keep all the tears inside, until one day it's too much and I burst into violent fits of tears often in a public place. So strange. That's like when all my friends went to another class in year 9 and I was all by myself in a new class. I didn't cry at ALL during the year even though I was really sad...then at the end of the year when we were doing the ace program Mr. Rae jokingly said I wasn't with my friends. I just managed to hold it together until I could get out of the office then I made funny choking noises and started crying...in public. Very embarrassing. I think I was so loud the teachers could hear me inside the office because Mr. Rae came and found me to tell me he was joking. Shameful...
On a lighter note...I had lots of fun. Met some new people RAWR! Yeah attack of the fuzzies! Camp should have gone for longer because on the first day you don't know many people and it's kind of awkward when you only know two people and one of them ditches you for a game (or ten) of Bartok and the other ditches you because you're silly. Anyway, on Saturday night I got into conversation with a leader called Ning about stars. After 15 minutes I was bagging him but seriously, they have the funniest conversations over dinner. We were talking about drinking cat poo coffee and asking people if cat poo tasted good would you eat it? I said yes to both, if it's sterilized and I'm not going to catch a hideous disease then sure. Well at least yes to the coffee, apparently cat poo coffee (kopi luwak) is the best in the world. It's made from the digested leftovers a cat makes after eating a certain coffee bean. Yes okay i mean they collect the bean after it's been digested by the cat. That means having to sift through tonnes of poo. Heehee. There's also a type of weasel poo coffee also. At the same dinner, we also talked about colonic irrigation and why you can't put fingers up your anus to see if you have prostate cancer because your fingers and wrist aren't designed to bend at that angle. Ning kept touching his nose and saying "good prostate, bad prostate". Yes this was a church camp and yes Ning is a leader! He's 24 and corrupting our 16 year old minds!!! He justified his actions by saying leaders must always tell the truth and tried to shift the blame by saying we had asked him these questions.
On Sunday I played soccer and it was SO fun. We kicked butt!! It was all very friendly and the guys weren't afraid to get in there and tackle the girl. I literally ran into Anthony. That guy is built like a brick wall I tell you! I pretty much bounced off, he had to grab my arm so I wouldn't fall over. It didn't hurt though, maybe because I'm so skinny. I got the ball kicked straight into my stomach from 3m away but that didn't hurt either. VANESSA TRIPPED TOM UP!!! YEAH!!! Everyone was hi-5ing her. So funny. Then we played frisbee and I fought with James over the frisbee and I'm pretty sure he knee-ed me in the back and practically rolled over me but it didn't hurt. Weird, it SHOULD have hurt...
Last night we stayed up till 3:30 talking about Ning's ex-girlfriends. Man that guy is so not afraid to answer any question. I couldn't stop laughing. We kept getting distracted from the actual topic though, that's why we talked for almost 4 hours. It started off with Vanessa, Josh, Ning and I in a circle but then got bigger and noisier. He said his friends call skinny girls 'Highways' because they were all flat (no curves) and said that one time his friend said "You can't date Hume!" HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Elise and I were slightly offended but it was sooo funny! Then Rach asked him if he would date a bigger girl and he deflected that question by saying guys called 'fat' girls posturepedic matresses! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Then they started talking about how to pick up girls and guys at parties and I was just sitting there laughing. By that time there were heaps of people all laughing their heads off. Well he made it better by saying that no girl was ugly to everyone.
"It's not like, you're ugly in 10 different countries! You're SIGMA ugly!"
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
All that laughing and running around playing soccer and frisbee has finally caught up to me! I have tired legs, I laughed to much my stomach muscles and cheeks hurt! But it's a good tired, I like this kind of tired ^^
At breakfast this morning I was perky for awhile, considering i only had about 3 hours sleep but I was sitting opposite Tom and he just sucked the happiness right out of me because he sat there and looked at his toast for two minutes. He looked so tired it was funny.
After breakfast we had devotion and worship, for the first time i felt like singing, I didn't but that's beside the point. Strange. Normally I don't because I feel its wrong for me to falsely worship. Even worse than everyone thinking I'm rude. It was a nice feeling, but I think it might just be an after camp high. I don't know, I will see. Have faith right?
The bus ride home was so much better than the bus ride there! On the way there, the guys and girls were separated into two different buses but on the way back we were separated into our groups. It was good because I'd gotten to know those people and there were lots of spare seats in our bus so I lay across two seats and tried to sleep. We were right up the back of the bus and Vanessa, Lissie, Tom and I were all lying across the seats trying to sleep. I'm pretty sure Jonno has a picture of me sleeping. It was pretty comfy and we were home before I knew it. Ahh camp is always fun! I'll post all my photos later. It's pretty late and this is getting to be a very long-winded entry.
With love,
Mel