...church was traumatising.
The service part was great and all, really, but after the service...
*goes into corner and summons dark clouds*
I ran into Darren. I thought the conversation would be the 'Hi', 'Bye' kind but it was WEIRD.
Darren goes to the same church as I do. Well, technically it should be that I go to the same church as he does, since he was there first. We bumped into each other once about...3 years ago? It was during the end of P6. Anyway, I've hardly seen him and I think he went to Saturday service when one service became two, so I haven't seen him, until a few weeks ago when I had the shock of my life and saw him right after Sunday service. It was like, WOAH, awkward. That was a genuine 'Hi', 'Bye' conversation, and then I didn't see him until today...SINCE WHEN DID HE START ATTENDING SUNDAY SERVICE??? Or is he attending Saturday service and coming to Sunday service on a whim (so much free time...)?
Being a person who is going to an all girls' school and who has limited interaction with males, I feel extremely awkward when forced to interact with one (which Darren is). I mean, yeah, my brother is male, my dad is male, some of my cousins are male, but really, I'm only comfortable around my brother and dad and I still feel awkward around my male cousins...so can you imagine this dude from Primary school suddenly striking up a conversation?
The conversation went a bit like such:
D: Hello.
R: *looks at Darren, turns away and continues walking* Hi. *notices how much taller he is than I am* You're damn tall.
D: *follows* Thanks. You're in RG right? How are the Rosyth people?
R: *continues walking without looking back* Okay lah. *walking becomes brisk walking*
D: Eh, why you dao me? You don't like me ar?
R: *still not looking back and walking speed increases* No. It's just...it's just...YOU'RE A GUY. *hurried rushes over to father who asks who Darren is*
END OF STORY.
(If you can't figure out who 'R' and 'D' are, you're seriously an idiot)
Seriously, I don't hate Darren or anything, but...he's a GUY. I mean, I could probably act semi-naturally around a guy who looks and acts like a girl but Darren is 100% a GUY. He's tall, for one. Well, not exactly tall for a guy but tall enough to dwarf me, which doesn't exactly require you to be very tall.
*shudders*
Crap. How am I going to adapt to JC life??? Ugh. I'm so going to DIE. Whenever I'm around another guy I'm all: Woah woah, it's a guy. TENSE. AWKWARD. Try to act cool (for what I know not). TENSE. Become insulting. DAO HIM. Be rude. IT'S A GUY. *alarm bells go off in head*
I, unlike most of my peers, am extra-sensitive to guys, so if I act extremely weird and tense, it's not my fault, okay? Most of my classmates probably meet up with their guy friends every now and then but I on the other hand prefer to stay at home and type on my computer, read manga, watch anime, draw, etc. You could actually say I'm a slight otaku for staying at home. Heck, I don't have any friends who are guys. I'm also not very close to the female friends I have now, so whatever. I'm kinda leading my life alone until Art Club time comes...
*wails* BUT IT'S ONLY ONCE A WEEK! *wails*
Okay, now to the boring part.
Title: ABOUT MY DAY
Date: 13 June 2010
Our church didn't have FUEL (that is, carecells) today so I only had to attend service which starts at about 10:00. As usual, my brother woke up late and we arrived at church at about 10:15, and by then service had already started. I found my carecell members, put my stuff on the chair next to them and started praising the Lord.
PRAISE BE TO GOD! I didn't have to sit alone today.
When I heard that Sister Kasie (pardon, I don't know how to spell her name) was going to preach today I was a bit disappointed. It wasn't that I disliked her or anything but well, I didn't really like the way she spoke. Did you know, today when she said 'witness' it sounded more like 'weakness' and she used the word in this sentence: You are God's witnesses.
Yup, you can imagine how weird it sounds, and to those who are not familiar with the verse that says: You will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, Judea and all of Samaria (or something like that, I can't remember names well), they will probably be all: Huh huh what?
But the story she shared with us about the sudden WHAM BAM of reality of how short life is really touched me, and I was tearing by the end. Goodness knows why. But I'm still not motivated to evangelise actively. I guess I'm just stubborn this way. Even though I do my TAWG (Time Alone With God) daily I still find it hard to actively preach the gospel and make 'disciples of all nations'.
After service I headed for the washroom and when I finished whatever business I had walked down the narrow corridor to find my parents. Along the narrow corridor was where the ultra strange incident with Darren occurred. I'm not repeating it. *shudder*
We went to this small Indian shop and had prata for lunch. I had my usual 2 egg pratas, which cost S$2.60 in total. Quite expensive, but whatever. Service was a bit slow and as we were waiting for our prata this strange Chinese woman kept yelling things like 'American Boy', 'Chinese Boy', 'American Girl', 'zhong1 guo2 zhu1' (Chinese Pig) etc. etc. to some person behind the counter. I never figured out what race and gender the person she was yelling to was.
It was extremely weird so I laughed and laughed and laughed. Discretely, of course...*sarcastic*
Then we had bubble tea, one cup of strawberry ice-blended with no pearls which my sister requested and one cup of honey dew ice-blended with pearls on my request. Of course, the honey dew tasted much better (to me), since it was much sweeter compared to the slightly sour strawberry taste. Ugh. Strawberries. How does anybody stand them?
The ice was really well crushed and it was so fine I felt like I was just drinking a really thick milk shake (the guy added some powdered milk thing to mine). Yum.
THE END OF MY DAY.
THANK YOU FOR READING.
HAVE A NICE DAY (or what is left of it).
I have to start on my Social Studies PT now...>_<...darn, I hate PTs.
Anyway, I think I forgot to add my name to my Individual Chemistry PT Report...I'm so gonna die...
T_T
