Dr Castro and his card. (:








today is fathers' day, and we woke up earlier to decorate the church. the place where they are celebrating this day. we felt a little weird that the orphanage celebrates fathers' day because, they are orphans//?but their father is dr castro in this sense and so, we just helped to light up the atmosphere den. hazel and i didnt like the feeling of staying in the church and that was why we left. we went back to our bunk, and i needed a rest. lilin came by after a while, and asked us if we were interested to learn some balloon sculpting. and half heartedly, i got out of bed, and learned. (: i mean i was interested to learn, yet very tired. the process of learning was scaring yet funny. i was afraid that the balloon would burst. and so my hands were trying very hard to twist the balloon such that it wont burst, and i brought the balloon as far away from me as possible. and so i learned how to do a puppy, giraffe, flower and sword. it wasnt that frightening after you master it. i develop satisfaction when i did some beautiful puppies (:


at lunch, i felt uncomfortable. and with a few times of toilet visiting, i realise that i am having diarrhoea. i was giving some orange mixture. like orange cordial. it was to replenish vitamins in my body. ppl were concern. and i felt warmth. like not only 1 or 2 person asked my condition. but its like almost everyone. everyone asked ~(:

/. we had some free time. so hazel and i learnt balloon sculpting from lilin. they attended the lesson but we didnt. after that, we went down with some pumps and balloons and started showing off our talent. limited talent. (: we made dogs, flowers and swords. i wasnt feeling well. so i went back to my bunk and had a nap. till a girl came to my room to make me take a photo with her. another girl made a wrist band with wild flowers for me. i was so touched. and so amazed by her hand work. the wrist band is beautifully weaved. i asked her to teach me the way to make it,. and she told me, 'no more flowers' . hazel and i laughed. because she brought us to the fields behind, and i cant see the yellow buds. she has taken so many the fields seems balded!!!!

in the evening, we packed up and left for a hotel in kampung thom. i guess those in charge of us couldnt bear us living with so many creatures. many of the children teared when we left. we teared as well. and well, i teared too. this is perfectly normal and expected cos my tap is always spoiled.i dun miss bathing with spiders, and slping with bugs,but it pains me to see them cry,i will miss them alot.

moving on the hotel, davina, shereen, hazel and i were in the same room. it was bug-free. or so we thought. though it had a pretty weird smell, we were very contented to have a smooth flooring and no-bugs bed./ what i love about this hotel is.., they have very nice pink flower printed scented paper! trust me. the scented paper really smell very nice. i wanted to bring it back, but everyone said i was crazy. and so i dropped the idea...>