A true friend sees the first tear..
catches the second..
and stops the third..

i guess i had a fruitful weekend.
felt His presence at city harvest service.
teared alittle. but their service was great.
saw the graduated pastors being slain.
felt happy for the people from their countries. heex.

then i headed to orchard to catch The Forgotten with my aunt.
it was not exactly jaw-dropping but more like sudden scares.
highly not recommended for the frail hearted. seriously.
i was scared until my heart felt like it jumped out of my body. hahs.
then we shopped around awhile cos my aunt wanted to look for a suitable bag.
after which we went to clarke quay to look for my parents.
cos i was suppose to stay overnight at merchant court hotel.
due to the fact that my parents had some sunday school teachers retreat.
while they were having meeting.
i stayed in the room with my sis to watched charlie angels.
then my sis fell asleep while i continue watching Searching For My Polestar. (i think)
graually i fell asleep too.

so now im home.
feeling frigging bored.
aint allowed to go out. damn sad.
my life is wasted as the second ticks away.

i rather be motivated and let it die away
then never be motivated before.
so at least i know how its like being motivated.

ego sucks. hope you know that.