Back from JB finally... Headed to JW from the 2nd-link for the youth evangelistic mtg rehearsal and then back home to AMK. It's really home SWEET home. No more mosquitoes and houseflies everywhere. But the souvenirs of the mosquitoes kisses remains rather evident on my legs. My comrades would understand what I mean.
But heavy hearted. I need to pray a lot on this. 50% sure. Nobody lives my life for me. I make my own decisions. I take ownership of my own life. Nobody will take pity on me nor give assistance to me. It's up to me. Just got to get up and move on. Yes, it might hurt in the beginning. But how? When there's no one to direct and guide me through. I can only make my own decisions. After all, it's still my life, my destiny.
O BTW, for those non-bloggers that read my blog... PLEASE... Read with a little bit more INTELLIGENCE and WISDOM. If you read it as it is then maybe you should stop reading people's blog. And my blog is definitely not for you. :) Thank you.
Sorry. Sounded a bit harsh. Just need to say that to make my stand. I have my reason so if you dun understand, ask before you slam me down. You dun hv to be like me but neither do I need to be like you. Thank you. :)
Ok Ok. To soothe this intense tone... Back to the camp. Or rather, a funny incident that happened on the way back. For some reasons, we needed to converse in dialect, mixture of hainanese and hokkien, Boon Kiat had a sudden bottleneck in expressing himself in dialect and he went "wa wa wa wa wa wa wa...." ("I" in hokkien) Well, the whole car of pp broke out in laughters within seconds. Part of it for laughing at ourselves oso in trying so hard to speak in dialect. ha!
It's a funny trip. I had many good loud laughs. De-stress for the body but for the heart it's still prayers and more prayers. Maybe it's really time.