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I have gone to find myself. If I get back before I return, keep me here.
2006-07-12 at 9:41 p.m.


finally. exams are over for now. 2 more months to the next. band concert is so coming.. there's gonna be SOO many practices. oh well, so today, we had band prac at SAS. i dread carrying, lugging, dragging the chairs, instrument, files, mutes, stands all the way from SAJC to SAS, across the bridge, up the stairs, blah blah. the village should invest in travellators, rather than on the attendance taking via fingerprint high techie machine which is very unfortunately a total waste of money.. tsk. well, band prac was SO boring please. no one to talk to, played some boring piece, the sun was shining in directly through the window, the band rm was pretty stuffy. aiy it was just quite bad. i believe i've become darker just sitting in SAS band rm. thanks man, i really needed the tanning session. handover of leadership today. 2 treasurers in cornet section man, woohoo. now, we're the richest section ever. HAW HAW HAW. anyway, congrats to dearest YIMEI! you rock girl! and of course, congrats to all too! well that's about it.. no wait. after band prac we had a short BCF meeting. i think i really need to ask God bout it, like.. i don't know. i've been wanting to serve in this area, but i'm not sure if i'm ready yet! but this is a very good opportunity that i DO NOT want to miss! sigh. oh well, shall see shall see. oh yes, i've been wanting to blog about this for very long. last service, this guy who was pretty weird came along and sat in the row infront of me. it was during worship i think. he scratched, scratched, and scratched at his underarms, thighs, hair, arms, legs, tummy and blah. the girl next to him moved away. i looked on in, disgust. we prayed for the pastor, the walkathon. then we had to greet each other, smile and the usual stuff we do before service starts. i couldn't do it! i couldn't!! i couldn't! the girl beside him couldn't either. mandy couldn't either. he was waiting, looking around with those sad sad eyes i saw so clearly, but i just couldn't do it. i'd wanted to, but i couldn't. i can still see the sadness in his eyes now. why?! why do we say that we'll serve the nations when we can't even return a greeting to a fellow fcbc-ian, who is, well, unlike us. and why do i regret only after service on my way home. forgive me Lord!



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