Learn to pray

I recently gone through a series of madness in my life, thanks God I manage to hang in there, knowing He is in control, and I just need to learn to trust. 

Well, as usual my parents are having fights all the time, it's like cat with a dog, one is meowing the other one barking, so my mum decided to move away from my hometown and stay with us for a while. I remember when I was young, my mum would tell me to do things this way or that way, now I am a grown-up, she is still treating me like a baby. 

I have my weird habits of doing things and so is she, but I just need to be patience and let her enjoy having things done her way. (Such as cooking style, the way to arrange the things, cleaning method, ha ha! It's tiny thingy but very annoying!)

On top of that, my mental sick brother is still held up at the center and demand us to take him home, screaming and destroying stuff. (Good grief!) So I got to go down there, sort the things out, talk to him, and negotiate how much to pay back the stuff he destroyed, meet the doctor,  blah blah blah! (The center is so useless in handling this matter, they even asked me what should we do! GOSH!!) I can't believe I paying them money to take care of my brother, and I need to teach them how to do it!! How silly is that! (Huh......take a mint!! Cool down lah....) 

Beside that, I found out that my close one is sick, and I can't do anything about it. And some of my best friends are moving away and I am really aloned with no one to talk to. 

Ok, so I am having these moodiness in me (who wouldn't?), trying to write stories for newspaper, but I can't seem to focus and concentrate. Even at work, I was frustrated with some applicants who calling me everyday (even after working hours...), and it wasn't an important issues to deal right away. 

I suddenly felt insanely jealous of all my friends whom are so successful in their ministry, traveling and doing great things for the Lord, and where am I in God's plan. I was confused, hurt, wet my pillow with tears...... it goes on for a few months.

Then out of the blues, my friend from KL Esther Chong came for a visit to my town, she said that her brother just had an accident two weeks ago. I accompanied her to pay a visit to the local hospital SMC, when we arrive at the ICU ward, her brother was unconcious, and the doctor told us that last night his heart stopped for ten minutes, she immediately ran over to see the brother. Her brother just lying there with all kind of tubes install all over his body, his eyes half open but would not respond when her sister kept calling him "Ah B, Ah B, your sister came all the way from KL to see you. Ah B!..." I was crying deep down inside when I saw the scene. So we stood there and pray for her brother, cried to the Lord to heal him and rescue him. 

After a few days, in much prayers and seeking God's miracle, her brother finally awake, and able to talk. My heart is overjoy and glad to know God did a miracle. I took the chance to share with him the simple truth of the gospel in hakka, he was attentive and agree to accept the Lord, so I led him to prayer of confession and invite Jesus to enter his life. That night, God have change two lives, his life and mine. Through this opportunity to care for others, I no longer focus on my own problems, I see God is showing me, "Trust me son, you are in My good hands, take My hands...".

To my surprise, within a few days after that, I was able to write again, and it is amazing. I was able to write a 1,5oo words stories for three days in a row, three stories in my hands to sent out, and my editors told me she was waiting for my stories to print. 

I praised God for giving me the inspiration, the people in my life to encourage me, even when the problems arises, I know He'll be there......

Currently, I am learning to pray by sending prayers to my friends in Facebook, you might be the next one......   

A lousy beginning

My recent Chinese New Year Celebration at my hometown, pretty much sucks! My parents were fighting over silly matters and my mum wanted to killed herself, so I slapped her (i know it's wrong to do that!) to clear her crazy actions. She was crying and screaming like a little infant and pouring out her bitterness toward my father. What a great way to have a family re-union huh...... crap! 

I know life isn't always candy in the sky, most of the time are struggles, sadness, pain and hurting one another. Just few days ago, I realize that one of my best friend is going to move away to another city, and I am going to miss her so much. 

I am ready to move on and get on with my life, regardless of the difficult peoples around me, parents, church (drives me crazy!), my mental sick brother, works......! 

I need a change and re-focus some of the area of my life, I need to enjoy my life as much as having it and living it. 

 

My Hong Kong Visitor - Michael Leung

His full name is Michael Leung Chin Ho

Having local dishes at a restaurant

Visiting Muzium Sabah

Taking a shot in front of a giant basket

On April 5th, I picked up my old friend from HK at the KKIA (Kota Kinabalu International Airport), I was a bit late due to a party at a friend's house, and I was the game master of the boys party. I arrive there catching up with my breaths, notice that there was a handicapped shorty sitting in the waiting chair wondering, then he turned and saw me, he immediately throw his arms around me and give me a hugs and crying. (OK! I haven't seen him for like 7 years ago!!)

He stay with me for about two weeks, wherever I'll go he would follow. So I arrange a few places to visit, we go up to Mount Kinabalu foot hill, soaking in Poring Hot Spring located near Ranau. We also visited Muzium Sabah for Borneo history and background of our rich inheritance. Then I took him for some local food tasting, shopping for souvenirs, KK city sight seeing, not much to do really with his handicapped, and I don't own a car. (Travel by bus or by foot!)

For the whole two weeks he always talking about the MV Doulos ship, about the people he met on board and their stories. To be honest I'm not really into talking about the ship, it's always the "good old time" speech that makes me feeling annoy. (Stop talking about the ship already!!) Those who in touch with the ship, they always talk about the crews and their latest update, and I don't really care about that. (Plus I have no idea who are they in his story!)

Anyway, the last few days I was getting a bit antsy and tired of having company all the time wherever I'll go. (It's like a shadow following you 24/7!!) I shouldn't have said this, but that really what I felt and it drives me crazy!! Well, he's gone now and I glad to have the space again for myself!! Oh wow!......

Cheezy New Year......

Yeah...I don't quite like my Chinese New Year celebration. (Same every year!) I rushed back to my hometown an early morning at 9am (6th Feb 08), along with my elder brother in a coach, the ride should take about seven to eight hours. (Gosh....)
We were suppose to rush back for the re-union dinner in our grandma's house, but guess what!? We weren't invited at all this year!! (Funny huh....) So, instead we go shopping in the night, getting all sort of junk food for Chinese New Year sake.

My dad actually bought a new nikon digital camera, and he is quite a "show-off", snapping here and there. (I would do the same if I get one too!) Now he could get back on his old job again as free lance photographer for newspaper and stuff, he really miss that ever since his old camera wasn't up to date. (Now everywhere is "digital, digital, digital", what a load of craps! What happen to the good old photo quality, now is purely mass-produce stuff, nothing is authentic!!)

In this trip, I noticed my young brother was a bit out of ordinary, he was talking to himself, laughing to himself, giving me those funny eyes contact... (Oh no! Not again!) Of course as accurate as I guess, he finally cracked up on the third day of CNY. He gave me a few slap on my face and broke my bloody nose, what a great way to release his strength on me!! (He's gone mad!!) So I need to get some kleenex to sucked up the flowing blood from my bloody nose, what a crazy day. My gone mad brother didn't just take it on me, he use a chair to BANG on our computer, broke a mouse and almost crash the monitor, what a maniac!! Then I suggest we drive him down the hospital and receive some treatment, this cannot go on. My dad drove him to the hospital with me and my sister coming along to keep guard of him, he was admit to emergency ward. The male nurse asked to him lie down on a bed, he pull out an injection and insert it in my brother's hand. I saw my brother was shaking a little bit but slowly retreat to calmness. (Wow!!) After that, he was quite alright, as if nothing has happen before.

So there goes my CNY, not quite what I enjoy but really expected it to happen anyway!! And I call that LIFE!!

A Massage Therapist cum Pastor...

Acupuncture Needles

Cupping Treatment

"Tuina" (push and take) Massage

Some of you might know that I have long history of back ache since I was young (well, i'm still young now!) , I thought I should go for a treatment, a real chinese massage. So near by my house at Subang Jaya USJ8, I saw a small shop with lots of feet hanging on the front door, so I press the bell, "Ding Dong!". Then I saw a 40 years old looking man approaching the door to welcomed me, he was quite nice I thought. I entered the shop, there was a tea corner, lots of massage chair for foot massage, a karaoke TV and a nice looking chinese musical instrument Gu Zheng. He sat me down, shown me a catalog of available treatment for my sore back, there was no one in the shop at all. So I browse through the catalog, and he suggested a package including acupuncture, some back sucking tools treatment and a real chinese massage, and it's only cost RM90. So, I agreed.
First he asked me to wash my stinky feet, and he require me to stripped and lay down on the massage bed. (I forgot to put on my underwear today, I never put it on when I'm wearing jeans. ) So, instead he borrowed a pair of underwear for me and it's fit well. (ha ha....) He start the treatment by inject tiny acupuncture pins in my body, it was about 14 pins in total, felt like ants bite really. He said it's for regenerate my body energy, sort of like a recharge batteries as he put it. After a while lying there naked with pins all over my body, suddenly a flow of electrical flown through my body, and it's funny feeling.
After about 15 mins or so, he pulled out all the pins and rubs some kind of oils on my back, then he plugged the tiny sucker on my back, to sucked my meat in the tube and leave it there. (It was OUCH!!!) I think he plugged in about 15 to 20 suckers, it was real pain but it feels good once the pain subside.
So that was another 15 mins again, then he unplugged all the sucker things from my back and begins the massage process. He rubs his hands with some oils and start with my shoulders, he run his fingers through my muscle and bones, the force were so strong that I was aching with agony. (Ouch...aiyo....ouch ouch) He works through my whole body from head to toes, every inch of massages. After the whole process, my body felt a bit overworked and light weight, sort of like I could fly up with wings attached. (It's true!)
He sat me down again and asked me to fill in a forms with my personal details, then he asked where do I work. (Huh...how do you tell people that you are working in a Christian Organization??) So I was thinking of a better answer and said I was working in OM whom famous for her ships MV Doulos, then he stares at me with delight. (I was like ???) Then he gave me his name card with "Rev" as his position. (What!?) I was so surprised to know about his identity and a pastor running a massage center, that was odd I thought. (That's interesting!) Then we have chit chat about why I'm here and we talk much about singing and music, and he invited me to attend his church for Sunday service. That was his ministry to reach out to the community as he put it, I thought that was really cool, and I love the ideas with karaoke and tea corner to mingle with peoples. (No wonder his shop have such setup!) I will visit him again for another treatment after ten days......

My Big Fat "Chinese" Life......

Manus Island, Papua New Guinea

My korean friend

Old buddy on Doulos

Nagoya, Japan (Painting the church)

Celebrating Christmas on Doulos

Life takes a spin once in a while! Sometime I felt like a contestant on the "wheel of fortune", you win some, you lose some in life. But what surprise you that, you actually make it to the final round. And there you are thinking of a smart answer to the blank, and clock keeps on ticking..... (ummmmmm.....) it is that feeling again, am I giving the right clues? Am I able to answer it? Will people boo me if I lose? Am I making a fool of myself thinking I can do this? Am I? Am I? I bet we will never know the outcome till the clock ring!!!

This last week in church office, I was packing my mess, thinking about my last three years working in this place. Sad, happy, angry, sorrow, joyful..... emotional feeling strikes me up and making me depressed. I will be moving out, working in another office, step up to something I once like, involve myself to mission works. I can't believe working in church actually limits my service to the community, the church put boundaries upon my ministry. That's why I need to move out, I need to breathe, I need more freedom in serving.

Thanks God for the opening, He enables me to return to OM (Operation Mobilisation, famous for her MV DOULOS and MV LOGOS ship), I can serve inter church and reach out to many more in the community.

I know I win if the Lord is on my side, He have all the answer for me.

My Old Friend......

Nostalgia

It's funny how time play tricks on us, when we are least expected, no aware of those people we met along the way, and they are suddenly grow up and appear right in front of your eyes. (Amazing how much they change, and how long have I lost contact, I never any good in keeping up with long distance friends.)
So, today I log on to my e-mail, and found one e-mail attach in my inbox with name I find foreign. (Who is this guy?? Kong Yong?? Who is Kong Yong? Do I know anyone by that name?) Then I clicked on it to read the content, "Kong Yong has a special message for you......" with a picture of a chinese couple attached. It's one of those site for people to link-up and chat, I never really bother much about it! (Who's there to chat?) So I stared at the picture wondering Kong Yong a boy or a girl, can't really figure it out. Well, the only way to find out is to dig in deeper, so I log on to my account and read my special message under "friendster". Kong Yong wrote in my inbox:

"Do u remember me? I'm Foo Kong Yong
Ur full name Chai Zhen Yi, right?"

Who is Foo Kong Yong?? And he (so it's a boy!) got my name spelled wrong, it's Chai Ching Yee! I look further at his profile and image gallery, (I'm gonna find out who is this guy!!) and suddenly I found a light bulb above my head! (Ding!)
HEY! I know this man! My GOSH! How long was it since we depart? 10 years? 11 years? I think it's almost 12 years! He was my school mate in high school, and we were in the same class for almost all my years in the high school. Then, we sang Auld Lang Syne, greet each other good bye and left our separate paths toward different lifes. I remember it all now, with mental picture became visualize right in front my eyes, the nostalgic moment suddenly hit its "play" button......

I was in my green and white typical high school uniform, hand carry my black color batman school bag to the school, sitting in my familiar classroom. I could almost hear the mango drop on our ceiling while teacher scribble chalks on the blackboard, and how little chit chat and passing little paper among the classmate.
Kong Yong was my good friend, he is so smart and always so hard working (I was rather lazy and unattentive in school!), and every year end his results would always makes me felt ashame of myself, for not trying harder. (But I never any good in study, I have choose another paths instead!) I remember her mum own a little cafe at the town hall, and everytime I pass by there, the picture of him studying and doing homeworks so clearly stucked in my mind. What a shame I didn't pick-up his good quality at all. (How rotten! Ha....) And of course as I expected, he continue to study and attending different schools (as listed in his profile), no doubt he would be reaching the dreams of his life.

Just then, I would love to wish my friend Kong Yong all the best in his life and found joy and success in everything he ever and will achieve! Cheers Mate!

Chinese Calendar......

Ha.....it's so chinese! We chinese do have our own Chinese Calendar, and our new year is not celebrate on the 1st January according to the Western Calendar, but falls on 18th February. (Confused yet?)
In China, the traditional calendar is known as the "agricultural calendar" (農曆 nónglì, 农历), while the Gregorian calendar is known as the "common calendar" (公曆 gōnglì, 公历), or "Western calendar" (西曆 xīlì, 西历).
The Chinese calendar (農曆 nónglì) is a lunisolar calendar whose date indicates both the moon phase and the time of the solar year.
Every year, we chinese label the year according to the Chinese Zodiac which made up by the Twelve animals (十二生肖 shí'èr shēngxiào, or colloquially 十二屬相 shí'èr shǔxiàng) representing the twelve Earthly Branches are, in order, the rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep (or goat), monkey, rooster, dog, and pig (or boar).
And I think this year is the "Piglet" year! (Tee hee hee.....it's true!) And I was born in the "sheep" year. (blahhhh blahhh.....black sheep) Don't we chinese just have our own "interesting" way!? Wish you all a Happy Chinese New Year!

Night Classes......

Ummm....I didn't update myself much huh! Recently, I just applied for a weekly friday night classes about Missiology at STS, Sabah Theological Seminary. This course will last until end of June; conducted by an American Professor "Dr. Phil Baker", a very old man (around 70) but amazingly zealous person.

So, Missiology huh! What's that? I was scratching my head the first day I seated in my class. My class-mates were mostly pastor, seminary students, professional people...... not very friendly in deed! (I can't imagine how rude for somebody not smiling back when I put up my "celebrity" smile! What a bunch of "HOLY" people! huh.....) I guess my long dye hair with funny hat, allows them to categories me.....the nerd, wacko! (I love being wacky!) Ummm....who cares about them! I'm here to upgrade myself about mission!

Funny story, I was talking to the guard in the gate, who apparently got the job in this seminary few months ago. He was not a Christian, and no one talks to him about the gospel of Jesus, and he wasn't invited for the chapel service. (Gosh.....that's really get me! Piss off!) Well, here I am studying about mission, and the professor said that God's love is for all the people of the world, not only exclusively to special people (such as Christian) and we need to spread it out; and all the students nodded their heads. (What a bunch of phoney!) I don't see their interest in being a missionary, but just plainly academic.

Sometime I really don't understand how human can behave in such a way, studying the topic about saving mankind yet not practise it! Looks serious in front of a professor, but take it lightly outside the class......Please practise what you preach! (Good Lord!......)

Chinese Torture Medicine

Good grief! Last thursday, after I finish all my western medicine, my eyes were no sign of any recovery, so I decided to try chinese medicine. (Guess what I got myself into using chinese way!? )
I meet up the chinese doctor, well.... he was actually my girl friend's uncle; he touched my palm and squeeze my eyes' lids to examine my red eyes, he suspected heatiness within me. (I suffered nose-bleed for almost a week now!)
So he wrote out some mysterious character on a piece of blank paper, and handed it to the medicine "blender". (I don't know how they called the guy who combine all the medicine, he function like a blender.)
Then he laid out a piece of brownish oil paper on the table, pulling out all sorts of herbs from the tiny boxes on the cupboard. First, he sprinkle something red on the sheet, looks like powders; then he took out something black like fungus or mushroom, mixed it with the red stuff. Then I saw him pull out some creatures that looks like cockroach, plus some crushed shell, many more funny stuff that I never seen before. Finally, he wrapped up the mixture and handed it to me, he asked me to boiled the mixture with four bowls of water for one hour. I thanked him and leave the shop.
The night falls, and I unwrapped the packet, follow the instructions instructed by the "blender", four bowls of water, boiled for one hour, the water was crystal clear and I can see the cockroach thing-gie swimming in the pot. (Am I going to drink this?)
I waited for one hour, the chinese herbal smells circulating in my living room, I guess it's ready! So I took off the lid from the pot, and the crystal clear water turns into bitter blackish color, the smells it's horrible! The tastes of medicines was the worst I ever experience! (But to be honest, the stuff is good! My heatiness gone almost immediately!) Chinese people has a saying, bitter in the mouth, a good medicine!.....do you agree?

Let's go to ......U-N-F-A-I-R!?

That day, I brought my little girl to the city for some great fun, and at the entrance there was a big sign wired in neon light, F-U-N-F-A-I-R! It was colorful and blinking non-stop! My little girl couldn't wait any longer, she ran into it and yelled, "I love F-U-N-F-A-I-R! Let's go!"

Inside the park, there was Merry Go Round, Haunted House, Space Twisted Ride, Boomerang, Mighty Drop, Super Toaster.....anything it's so kiddie and childish. But my little girl was marvel with everything, she wants to ride on all of them. (Of course, most of them were not built for little girls like her!)

When she realized most of them were prohibited for her age, she was a bit grumpy! (Oops!) I quickly pulled her away to the "toss a ring and win a doll" kind of stall; she immediately shot her eyes wide open towards the "Winnie The Pooh" doll hanging on the ceiling. She dragged me closer to the stall and pointing her little pink finger to the doll, and gave me that "I want the doll!" looks. (I know dear!) So I took the exchange play token from my pocket to the lazy looking man standing at the stall, he throw three small rings on my palm.

Ummm...to win the Pooh Bear, I need to score at least 1000 points! On the table there were ten different size of glasses, marked with each individual points on it, to score 1000 points seems impossible! So I took a deep breath, raise my hand to tossed my first ring, and it landed on one of the 100 points. (Oh my! I need 900 points more!) OK! Here is my second toss, I shot my eyes
toward the 500 points glass. And this time, the ring got stucked on the 400 points glass! I missed! (My little girl was looking at my direction, with that "looks" again!)

Well, at least I got 500 points now! I just need another 500 points to win that Pooh Bear! (OK, here we go again, just give me a 500 points!) So I tossed my last ring, and it flew from my hand, hanging on the air a little, then landed itself on the ground. (Shoot! I can see my girl's redness rising on her face!) She cried so loud, screaming, "I want Winnie The Pooh! I want Winnie The Pooh!..". (Good grief! What a scary place to hang around with kids!) So I dragged her out of the park, and I promised to get her Pooh Bear at Toy "R" Us instead. She wiped her tears away and hold my hands.

On my way walking out of the park, I took another look at the sign again. Hey! The "F" was stop blinking, now it become U-N-F-A-I-R...... ha! It certainly was!
Written by Felix Chai 16th August 2006

Moments of life, blessing, joy......

I love mime, choreography and teaching. Especially when they are performing on the stage, it always gives me joy and delights to see the "choreography" came alive!

The training usually took about a month before the real performance; I would sweat, take it slow, brain-storming, changing the movement and style repeatedly, perfected every movement before the day finally arrive!

On the performance day, my heart was pounding, so as the mimers. The make-up, gloves, music, body stretching.... I was trying to relax the mimers. It's exciting... but at the same time it's pressure as well. Then the MC announced our team's name... it is time now, do your best mimers! Showtime! ...It's time when a teacher know he needed to step back and let them shine....

I stood far behind the back, watching all the action performing live on stage, my heart would shout, "Oh! You did it wrong again!..." "That's great!" "It's perfect!"......and then I heard the handclappings sounded in the air, it is the moments of life, blessing, joy......I wouldn't trade for anything in that moments......

Lunch Terror!

Every friday morning there is a gathering for Golden Age group, and usual lunch is provided for everyone and someone invited me to join their lunch in the room. When I step into the room, I saw there were a few big round plate with some skin thingy on top of it with dark brownish color, I was wondering what's that? And I spoon it on my plate and take a bite, it was interesting taste and texture to it, and I asked the one whom invited me what was it. She told me that it was Pig head's skin cooked in Soya Sauce! WHAT!? I just ate a pig head's skin and it is now swimming in my stomach! (Yiiii........) You know sometime in mission field you need to just eat something you never seen in your life, and it's an awful feeling try to swallow it down your throat! (I learn not to asked what was I eating when I was on the field. Oh! I should remind myself everytime I have my friday lunch!)

Not Just Peanuts

An agricultural chemist of international fame, George Washington Carver developed hundreds of uses for the peanut, soybean, pecan, and sweet potato. He wanted to help the poor southern farmer whose soil was depleted from years of raising cotton.

Carver converted these lowly peanut and sweet potato into shaving cream, salad oil, instant coffee, vinegar, cold cream, synthetic tapioca, and non-toxic colors, from which crayons were eventually made.

A Congressman once asked Carver where he learned all these things. He said from an old book, the Bible. The Senator was amazed that the Bible told about peanuts. Carver replied that it didn't, "But it tells about the God who made the peanut. I asked Him to show me what to do with the peanut, and He did."

Article from the Church history "Just fun"

BBQ on Stove Top

I love Monday! It was my off day and I can go out for fresh air! So I went shopping in the town to catch the breaths! (Huh......) On my way to the shopping mall, I passed by the two dollar shop which offered lots of cheap stuff from China; cookware, pottery, stationary, make-up, toys, artificial flowers, bags, electronics, lamps, tables, exercise equipment, clocks and etc. (It is a paradise for people like me who survive under tight budget!) So, I walked into the shop to browse through every section. As I come to the cookware section, I found this amazing BBQ pan on stove top, I thought it was a joke! But the picture on the box shown you can cooked meat, green pepper, onions on the pan, I didn't know such things actually exist! (Wow, I love BBQ and I can make them on my stove top, what a great news!) So, without hesitation I brought the BBQ pan and get a packet of sausages to try on this new things I got. I heat up the pan on my stove top, brush some oils on it, place the sausage gently on top the pan, and the things really did BBQ my sausages. Man, it really taste like the real roasted sausages on charcoal! Next time I would have Korean BBQ at my own kitchen, another recipes to add in my menu...hooray!

Moving Shelter....

Finally, I got my own place to called home! Yeah! So if you ever drop by this part of the world in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah, Malaysia; let me know and I got a guest room for you to hit the sack! (Cool huh....of course reservation required! Haha^@^) Anyway, so moving shelter will always comes with loads of things to sort, to throw, to pack, to carry, to replace....blah blah blah. It was scary when I first step into my new house, it had been six month not occupy by any human being, (I don't know about other "being"!) and the place it's in a mess and full of dust. So I picked up the bloom to start sweeping the place, and my nose was bleeding and my asthma attacked! (Horror!) +.+ I measure the dusts, it was at least 5cm heights, good grief! (Well, I manage to clean-up the place after a long battle in dust and dirt! My very own "Third world war"!) When the night came, I carry all my stuff from the old apartment to the new apartment at 4th Floor, no elevator, another blow! (I was regretted to move for a split seconds, then I shake my head to clear the "give up" thoughts!) After the moving, I need to take out my stuff to place in the new apartment, redecorate and make myself a mighty delicious dinner. (That's a lie, I slept and left everything in the living room in a mess! I am glad it's done!)
Last week, David Underwood my old MV Doulos friend came for a visit from Croatia, and I invited him to stay with me in my new place, it was a cool week! We went to Ranau for Hot Bath (No nudity! It's not like those in Japan!), swimming, chit chat about our time on MV Doulos and gossips about peoples that have left the ship. (So many of them have got married and some even have childrens!)
I guess life has been good so far for this chapter now......