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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

so fast, yet so slow(for some pple),
Christmas is over.

Just a day of peace and joy was over,
like a blink of the eye.

Jesus's Birthday,
being celebrated, was only once a year.

But we, will always put Him in our heart,
and pray everyday.

Please forgive me,
for all that i have sinned.

Another new day after Christmas.
And i'm like, stuck at home.
Can't go out.
She said i've gone out enough.
So she Jailed me at home and ordered me to clean up my messy table.
Oh bother!
Why do i have to make a mess in the 1st place?
-Maybe `cause it's easier to throw pieces of junks on the table?
-Maybe `cause i will tell myself that i'm putting here just for temporary?
-Maybe `cause ...
Everybody does that?
LOLS.

Well, what time did i reach home yesterday?
Hmmm.
I went for the celebration of Christmas yesterday.
It was at Expo and hundreds of people were present.
The wonderful sight of candle-lightings when all the lights were closed, was taken down with my phone.
Story about the Birth of Jesus Christ by the virgin Mary was being acted out on stage.
It was a nice show, where the couples at the studios were in bad terms,
because the wife cheated on the husband and slept with the other man at the studio.
She felt sorry but he just could not forgive her.
Furthermore, he treated their son unfairly.
He hated the son because of the wife and said he put the son in the studio because he give the wife face.
But he never trusted the son to do a good job, so he didn't allow him to take up important jobs.
The first reporter was blinded by a strong bright light when he went to interview shepherds, who said that they saw angels in the sky and told them things, and brought him to the manger.
The director had no choice but to appoint his son in charge of the reporting stuffs.
In the end, the son thought that he could bring proud to his father that he interviewed the King, whom he should not be interviewing, instead.
(king talking with 3other kings*blabber;blabber* (super funny part) haha)
One king spoke dialect.
One king spoke Japanese.
And another spoke tamil.
And there was this funny translator.
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Knowing what happened, the director scolded the son for making a mess and decided that he could do the job himself.
Then, after interviewing Joseph, the carpenter, he realised that he should forgive his wife and etc.
God made him realised his mistake.
So he went back to the studios and apologised.
Both were happy that they were back together again.

lols.
the story is not very exact larhs...
but that is what i can say.
Then later the person told us bout a story,
and there was this woman who translates the English version to Chinese version after every sentence.
She very pro... translate so well.
The story was quite touching and it was nice too.

After awhile, we were asked to lower our heads down and then they talked bout Gos stuffs and about us sinners.
We were asked to raised up our hands if we had sinned and that the people on stage and crews will know about it, and will try to help.
After that, they asked people who don't know what la...
to go down to the stage there for some talks.
i didn't go.
Kelvin went with Wei Jie.
and Mr. Ee went down too.
Mr. Ee's friend was like telling me and Yu Lun bout going down and that we should open our hearts' door to God so that He can help us, etc.
Then, I cried.
Miraciously, tears dwelled in my eye as he continue to say.
I can't control it, so tears started to drop, even though there was nothing wrong with me and that i wasn't sad.
I was still laughing and telling people who cared, that i was fine.
Edwin handed me tissues and i wiped my tears, at the same time, a woman in front of Ting Fang turned around and comforted me, asking me to recite the prayers later, both chi and eng.
i nodded my head and sat down, with people still trying to ask why i cry.
Mr. Ee's friend told me and Yu Lun that i can't hold back my tears `coz God had touched my heart and that i felt the love that no one can give, not even boy/girlfriends and not even married partners, like his wife can give him.
He explained alot and told us alot bout God and he persuaded us to be Christians.
"God doesn't mind what kind of backgrounds you came from."
And he said he was more observant.
He said that we were a pair.
*I guessed that sentence hurt YuLun or smth?
*But don't take it to heart k.
hahas, so he continue saying...
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After awhile, the service was over.
And stupid Edwin keep teasing me that i cried,
wanting to tell the whole world.
Humph.
After that we all went for a carnival.
We didn't play any games.
1 game = $5
i wanted to play a very thrilling one.
But no one dares to play with me, so i didn't play it.
I ate from a store call Taiwan Ice Snow,
or smth like that.
quite nice.
And the 1st serving was Mr. Ee's treat.
Hoorays(:

The good thing bout going to this kind of thing is that, we can make a lot of friends.
i love making friends(:
And in this trip, i mean occasion, i made lots of friends.
Like pri.5 Sebastian, pri.6 Shi Nan and Pei Han and other 2 gals, another boy with a earring on his ear, maomao, yong, another guy-forgot the name, Shu Yun, 25yrs old-Mei Yi, Pri. dunno wad-Jun Hao, etc.
hahas. see, i made so many friends(:
Thank you God.

Then after the carnival, we all went to Mei Yi's house to have steamboat.
Ting Fang was emersed on the TV screen, showing Er Mo Zai Shen Bian.
Ki Siao de lorhs.
Then Yu Lun went home.
Follow by Wei Jie and Kelvin and Edwin, after Wei Jie's dad called and scolded her.
Then in the end got a lot of food left.
So they all played games, then who lose who eat one.
It was really fun.
After that it was time to go back.
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Ting Fang told me she was unable to go play badminton tml,
so i flared up and scolded her cheebye.
i was so fed up.
We agreed a week b4.
now so suddenly she like that tell me.
......
After that PeiShan's friend helped me buy beer.
5% de..
den i drank...
i also got let the 3 guys drink lah.. so its okayy...
dun worry guys, i'm alright(:

*longing for the next Christmas!-*
HOhoHO:D



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