So....just dishing up some stuff larr. I went to youth meeting on Saturday, airconds were freezing, but Caleb was the most entertaining, enlightening speaker of the day(or should I say night.). Thank goodness we have him as the vice organizer of a4j. Thank Goooodd!
It was so cool after that. I got another heart attack(I'm just elaborating.) as my crush approaches with an apparently stuffed mouth(icky but in a way, whatever.). Then finally my financial problems are solved because Caleb Mok approached me to sell his textbooks half price, seeing that we share the same stream(in case you were wondering, Bio Science. Not that I like it, but there you go.). Hah, then I arrived home, and my aunt served up mushroom white sauce pasta an hour later. Ah, bliss for that night! To cap it all up, I slept the latest among all, reading
Sunday came. Funnily, I was the earliest to wake up, and get dressed among my sis onli, cuz no one ever beats the agility of my aunt Viv. Anyways at church, I recharged my inner soul(well, at least it felt like that right??) and BB Tan forgot to bring my pair of scissors again(for the 5th time I guess.), and once again my crush pretended I was invincible. Not that I cared anyway, it was fair enought(I repeat, enought!)that he spoke to me last night.
Then I nearly erupted(no one has really seen my blown up yet, because of my optimistic attitude.). My mom, who blabbed out my crush to Gran, who then target me to blast out a stream of endless advice of not getting married or being single and the virtues of friendships with God's choice. Honestly, I'd rather dump my whole head into the hot curry basin of the mamak stall instead of listening to her. Seriously, I felt suffocated. So now I appreciate allt he husbands whom had endured for so many years(some just quit though) to their wives nagging. Honestly. When I get married(or other women do) someone should add another statement to their vows--I shall not nag my life partner. That way it gurantees alot. That's a mental note for me throughout my life. So, to Dad, Gambateh!!!
Then, todays news that really touched me was that a little 12-year old Indian girl hanged herself for getting bad results at her UPSR. I felt soooo sad that she could just dump her life at such a young age. I'm really glad that Jesus could make it in my life and create such an impact on me---to love myself more and more. And more and more. Also, when I'm feeling depressed, I can't hang myself anyways. Cuz there's nowhere a spot to! Sweatness, I'm just joking.
Oh yeah, I remember Joyce finding out a hidden talent in me(but familiar to family and schoolfriends)--playing piano. Honestly, I'm so touched that she's gonna offer a place to service in youth church---when I failed theory 3 times. Thank God, and I'll be waiting.
Speaking of my just spoken failures, I remember that evening when I came back from Genting. Happy at first, but when my mum told me I'd failed my theory again at Grade 7, I'd nearly wanted to cry. But I'd bit my lip, held back the tears and my emotions was crashing about inside. Was this like a bad breakup? With the suffer, pain, dissapointment, anger, hurt and the tears raging around in my heart? This is unbearable, but for the sake of love, this we must endure.
I got home, went to take a shower. I went to the master bedroom, then stopped. I saw a olive green velvet jersey hanging on a hanger on the racks outside the bathroom. Checked the label, it was from Marks & Spencer. I fingered the peachy velvety cloth, and finally I broke down.
My mom knew that I'd failed my exam. Yet she still bought new clothes for Jamie and me. What was I to deserve this? Asked for the price, it was for over rm100. My mom was really like Jesus. Unconditional love. She might have paid a way smaller price than what Jesus did for us(he died on the cross, you see), but I'd reckon she'd dodge a bullet for me. That thought really made me well up on my eyes. Of all times I treated her badly! Of all times that I've rolled my eyes and mocked her when she nagged at me(not that nagging could be forgiven, but then she's my mom. which mom doesn't do that?). Oh, am I gonna repay her.
With one million ringgit, I'd spend on Mommy the most. You see, I'd planned it out already. I'm gonna buy the hugest closet of everything(shoes, bag, clothes, accessories--but never necklaces, cuz her neck is a tad too short.)and a Mini. For sis, I'd get her a dog. For Dad, a Myvi and some good looking attire for everyday way. Oh and of course I'd get him a gym membership card. Then, we move the hell outta my house. Can you believe people here are like, totally friggin' immoral. They still throw things downstairs! What a shame.
Okay, I'm prety much done. But you'd bet that I'll be back soon.
