Sunday, April 26, 2009 @ 4/26/2009 07:00:00 AM
Thank you
Thank you
Random : I just finished Intergrate-ing my Addmath! :D
I knew it. It's because of the St.Andrew's friends he got there influenced him to become a jerk! That REtard much -.- My sister told me about her friend's brother, he was a close friend with the jerk in the past. But now the jerk is like somehow neglected the Hasan's group and now join the St. Andrews's. I think because of that he had changed to another person, another stranger to me. He forget his friends so easily? Even his loveD one :( He even sweared me at his nick. My tears couldn't hold much longer but to let it out. And at the same time I was listening to my sister's mp3, Michael Learns To Rock, you know the oldies songs. It's title was that relates For breaking my heart again -.- Then I burst into tears ignoring my sister's presence. I just couldn't stand it, so I cried, sniffing and tears welling from my eyes only though. Not like crying out loud la. It's not the tears of hurt. It's the tears of ANGER. I clenched my fist with my eyes full of hatred. I'm never going to forgive him for the rest of my life.
Then I decided to follow my sister to church. I wanted to calm down myself. My heart back then was full of hatred and cursing. I felt guilty and that was why I wanted to go to church without regretting, though I had a pile of homeworks undoned. Church was full of people's holy singing when I first enter into the church. My heart suddenly fell soft-hearted and enjoy those voices of angels, lingering. I followed their singing group and I could feel as if there was the presence of God by my side. All the songs were so beautifully sang and I got touched when I sang the songs. It was oh-so-lovely-and-touching that my tears even leaked from my eyes. After that the pastor read some stories and some verses from the bibles. I listened to all sorts of touching stories and lovely ones. They were all nice stories to hear and some making sense stories :) About life, giving, etc. I love this quote : Giving is the language of loving.
After that we had refresments downstairs. So much food and beverage, I was starving (A) Then there were a man and a teenage girl appeared from our sight. They're from the youth church, asking my sister and I whether wanna join their youth or not. They're friendly, I like them. As a matter of fact I'm not good in socializing. My sister was the one who talk a lot. I opened my mouth when they asked questions only :P Their English were superb. I felt like chickening out coz my English was like a bit broken -.- Of course they're good in speaking English. They're from St Andrews for crying out loud. St Andrews -.- Right.
