Yet another Sunday where I don't have anything on after church. Spent the afternoon playing table tennis. I'm addicted to the game again. After that, Thomson, Liwei, Gerald and Jean came to play soccer at my place. There were alot of people from my estate playing today. Had 4 teams. I didn't score any goals today. Sad.
Played from 5:45pm to 8:45pm. Injured myself near the end. Stepped on a guys heel and sprained my ankle. Not a very good day for Gerald also. He lost his wallet. :/
Sometimes, all you can do is surround yourself with friends, immerse yourself in God's work and pray for the best. Then you hope that it'll take your mind off things. But you can't always drown it out.

Changes are coming... But I dare not even hope for anything.
What are you doing? What are you trying to achieve? What is it you really want? I'm not going to sit here and let you walk all over my God. I won't stand to have you lie to my God. There's no two ways about it. Don't try to blur the line between right and wrong. It is by grace, true enough. But grace doesn't make wrong right. Grace doesn't give you the permission to take advantage.

A part of me hopes she stays away and that she'll continue what she's doing. Because in a selfish way, it gives me a reason to push her away. To pretend that she's not good enough. But I've been praying for her to come back. And if God requires this of me, then I'll do it.

::: Song of the Day :::
Convinced of my deception
I've always been a fool
I fear this love reaction
Just like you said I would

A rose could never lie
About the love it brings
And I could never promise
To be any of those things

If I was not so weak
If I was not so cold
If I was not so scared of being broken
Growing old
I would be... frail

Blessed are the shallow
Depth they'll never find
Seemed to be some comfort
In rooms I try to hide

Exposed beyond the shadows
You take the cup from me
Your dirt removes my blindness
Your pain becomes my peace
| jars of clay - frail |