Saturday - 1/7/06

This morning was the worst morning of my entire life. You cant imagine how lousy I felt.

First, I went for art. Then my dad came with my sister after Mdm Lim told her to come down. Then I got scolded because my dad was talking to me and I couldnt understand what he was saying. Then my art teacher cried in front of us because we were really pissing her off by not taking her and our work seriously. To make things worse, I was harassed by a pervert. I wanted to cry.

And my supposedly "best friend" had suddenly turned her back to me and openly whispered here and there because I was there, and whatever she had to say obviously wasnt meant for my ears. But I didnt really care because I really dont think there's anything to hide between best friends, if thats what we still are. Yeah, okay, I was offended by it.

I went home and when I boarded the bus, I realised that my EZ Link expired so I couldnt take the bus or MRT home. I was so unlucky. So I did the next best thing: I walked home from Queensway Shopping Centre. Dont ever try it. My feet hurt like mad by the time I reached home. And I quarrelled with my friend on the phone when I was walkin home. I called my dad to pick me up but he didnt answer his phone.

When I finally got home, I got an earful for not having enough sense to take a taxi home, and someone would go down and pay for me. But my younger sister once did that and she got a scolding because the fare was a tidy sum. Did you think I would've dared to do that in future?

But things got better when I came home. I was so afraid I would be late for church, but now, I have enough time to get there without being too late. Lunch was superb too. And to top it off, my friend finally agreed to come with me to church. Praise the Lord.

Service was . . . Well, there's only one word to describe it: Amazing.

I loved every minute of it. At first my friend was a little sian, and that killed my mood a little. But I didnt let it get in my way of praising the Lord. I looked at the others for encouragement. The sermon was great. Everything was great. Everyone around me was truly worshipping God, and that only made me feel His presence.

Then I went for dinner with erms..Mike, Belle, Lamb, Michelle Mok, Samuel, Wendy and Yew Tee or wad lol. I think his real name is Yew Hui or something. Yeah we eat at the food court at the Airport.

Mike, Belle, Lamb and I stayed longer than the other four. We talked about . . . well, pasts and stuff. There was this conversation about hair lol..I laughed myself sick. I'm surprised I didnt throw up. I think I really have six pac alr hahhaa. Nola, joking. It was really funny and gross la.

I wish my dad allows me to have my own set of keys. If not, I have to announce to the whole household when I'm home. Sometimes my grandma has to wait up for me, and that makes me feel really guilty.

Wow long entry =.= Erms..Okay..I'm going to Belle's place tomorrow haha.. To talk, catch up on old times. When we went home together, just the both of us, we had so many things to talk about. And it was fun. Made me realise when you look for friends, look for people you can have nice, clean fun with, people you can confide with, people you're comfortable with, and people you grow with.

I guess that is one os the benefits of God bringing me to CHC. I found almost everything I have been looking for. A great church, and great friends. What more can a girl like me ask for?