FABULOUS!

Today. I am experiencing a fairly bad case of writer's block. Yining should know what I mean.

Oh, today he prayed for me. But by the look on his face you'd think he was diagnosed with cancer the day before, and was going to break the shattering news to me.

Turns out, he ain't dying. Just showing a black face probably to give me a scare.

Oh yeah? I'll beat him at his own game. NEXT next next week I will come with a positive pregnancy test kit, with tears in my eyes. And point to some random homeless dude.

hah.

Today I had amazing Laksa for just $2. cheap and delicious.

Oh, and my cellgroup ate dinner on the floor. Pretty cool and primitive. Like the time before tables and chairs were even invented. We were supposed to sit in this open air place thingy patio. It had dark wood floors, inky starry sky overhead. Beautiful spot for dinner. Throw in some lit candles and viola! amazing romantic spot for us. But because of the slight rain. They ate at the longkang there. hah. Squatting beside the longkang and spooning nasi bryani into their mouths. Okay, they were NOT squatting beside some longkang. But they sat on the floor. Cuz we couldn't use our original spot. Oh, and the reason I am using 'they' instead of 'we' is because, I wasn't eating with them. I sat in with them as they ate, watched them eat, but didn't eat. Like some detached participant.

Apparently, I am cured of writer's block.

Today Lora came back looking like some sexpot kitten. I mean seriously. Something changed, I think its her hair.

Oh, and I came to church with Brendan. Hah. He's so weird. I stare at him with this blank look on my face and he goes from, 'Whats up?' to 'WHAT?!'

Oh, I love doing that. It tortures people.

And I went for GB games day today. Like half of the GB didn't go. Not even my leader. She wasn't even sick. I came there 1 and a half hours early. Don't ask me why. I am not stupid. ack. Don't even wanna talk about it.

What is wrong with me. I am blogging today's details, not chronologically, but the other way round. Perhaps, I am blogging the clearest memory first.

Oh.