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sydney 2009 on rewind

im not great when it comes to recaps, after all, ive always been a strong believer that i can only express myself adequately in 10,000 words.

but since each picture is worth a thousand words, perhaps they will suffice, a skeletal story at best, but a story nonetheless:)

my lovely housemates (albeit annoying at times:P)
the many nights we kept each other awake with our whines and jabs:)
in our little courtyard..(that is highly overgrown>.<)
our painful lesson: never cook at 1pm for dinner--the wait is especially torturous.
picnic at centennial. tell me who else will wake up at 8 to prepare for a picnic till 12 then walk all the way to the park jus to eat? :)
amy's bday:)
steamboat using rice cookers..yum:)
ah chien's bday:D (we made her her hated pea-muffins!:))
at lindt's and subsequently became our most used photo:):)

cookie monsters (bible study group:))
cookie monsters muffin:) --thanks jen:)
typical bible study sessions
treetop climbing!
blue's point
royal national park
check out our bs leaders in the background!:)

uni stuff (ive not been slacking:P)
semester one boards--design for Sydney park
semester two--design for shrimptons' creek


other really random but happy moments
coogee with km jen and steph
gold coast with awesome coursemates:)
mum and dad down under:)
steph and weijie--sydney weather really hates them:P
my birthday surprise:):)
eugene and amanda's baby shower
focus camp2009
mid year conference--my hardworkin bunk(ok we were jus posing>.<)

sunrise at myc:)

brisbaneeee:)
:)

and there you go.:)things pass alot faster on rewind, but then again, it hadnt been that slow and dreary to begin with:):)

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