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18.11.07


It's 4.40 PM.
I'm sitting in my room after a cold shower.
It's raining outside, with lots of red leaves on the road.
I can feel God.
Everywhere.
In my veins, among the clouds .. even on my skin.
Today's worship was led by Debbie and Cheryl.
It touched me for both 8.30 and 10.30 service.
I saw Jesus on the cross as a victory, just as how the pastor described yesterday at Dare service.
Then I saw myself and Him in Heaven, and I realised that nothing that I do will make Him love me any lesser, but He'll just love me more day by day.
So Cara, Ryan, John, Minfeng and I sat down at a table in the canteen and ate wanton noodles/pizza/seaweed chicken/laksa/chicken drumstixxx.
Later Cara had to go, so John, Ryan and I took 170 to Island Creamery.
Loads of random stuff, and chatting with them is pretty fun.
Like you can just be you and talk crap. Which we always do.
Found out that I'm older than Ryan -> OH YEAH. OWNAGE.
We went back to church and killed time at the playground.
Kinda fun. We were like reliving our childhood.
Waiting for the GL/AGL meeting was seriously getting tiring.
Then we went to the Drama Centre, where there was no one initially, and the aircon felt good.
Some big green guy walked in and questioned John like the security people at the airport and left us to do our talking.
And finally the meeting came.
Went by in a flash.
John's Mum sent me home, and now I'm gonna eat and watch TV.

I can't wait for camp.
Carolling practice sounds irritating.
I don't want.
Lovelove.