Well, just to make my conscience feel better, I attempted to go jogging. But both Vic and I walked only to the 5th storey and it started to rain! So we gotta retreat to our cozy habitat and I went back to sleep again till the cousin-gang came in the evening. Or rather much after they came then I woke up. Good sleep good sleep. ;P
Kinda in a sleepy and lazy mood to do anything at all. But still it was rather amusing that in this season of Olympics, we were all talking abt sports in front of the TV. All the "wah, very fast! World no. 1 就是 world no. 1." And I was really wondering, how in the world did they manage to remember all those people's names?! And it's all the different sports for goodness. Soccer, Volleyball, Swimming, Gymnastics... Aiyo... I couldn't even remember my own friends' names sometimes. HAHA! Ok, that's exaggerating a little. But my mind do "jam" a little when it comes to names many times. :)
Anyway, I was happy going CGMs on Thu and Fri even though I was really emotionally drained and didn't feel like leading CGMs at all. But the moment I met them, I felt lifted off my burdens. It wasn't that we had exceptionally good CGMs. It's just that I am happy to meet them. Just happy. :)
I like this 2 photos taken during CG fellowship on Thu. So cute... Haha. Feel so happy just looking at it. HA!
Chatted with Peng on MSN earlier on. She was also so bored that she's actually at Holland V BK wasting her time away online. Haha. I shared with her a little. And I thk I seldom "feel" so weak to her. Anyway, I wasn't exaggerating my emotions. I felt so sad even just sharing with her. Tears welled up as I typed. I need to pray.
O ya. I tot of smthg that I didn't blog some time ago. Everyone know that I love potato chips and even tho Vic always said that I eat one packet per day, I wouldn't agree with the wrong facts. :) Anyway, usually, I will try my best to open a packet with my bare hands in a standard way that I always insist on. Yes, even if it means I take longer to do it, I will still try all ways to open it with my bare hands. So there was this day, I did smthg unusual. I took a pair scissors to cut open the packet. And just as I was doing that, it's almost like the Holy Spirit spoke to me, "Isn't that alot easier?" I stood there smiling at myself. And munching away my chips, I tot, "Yah, alot better. Hmmm... But why was I so adamant about it?"
Yah, why am I so adamant about things sometimes? I wonder. I am trying to change. But still, easier doesn't necessarily mean better. Some internal disputes of the mind.
A change that demands a decision and a commitment that's not the same as the usual and familiar. Hard to explain.
Jesus. I love you. A little tune went on in my mind.
It's time to sleep again.
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Isnt Jesus real? He care abt little things.
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