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Bullets with butterfly wings



那天在马路上
就是我们幸福的开始

Sunday, September 26, 2004


I went to the dining room to have brunch earlier. Mum came out bringing all her newspapers to sit diagonally opposite me.

You know what I said. I actually grumbled why did you come out. She said she hasn't been seeing me with our late nights and all.

I finished my food and left the table. And she left soon after.

I feel a little guilty, which people will say I should. I don't feel comfortable with her sometimes, plus today my mood isn't excellent to begin with, although that hardly passes as an excuse. It's her birthday this tuesday. I haven't gotten her anything. I also have a mentoring camp crew meeting to attend till 930pm on the same day. I'm thinking of backing out to be camp crew, but in some parts of me I don't wanna go home early and face an awkward evening with my mum, so perhaps I'll just attend the first meeting and see how it goes.

Ain't I just bloody weird? I'm not making sense. So the moody me went back to bed and hugged all my bolster and pillows, and I fell asleep. I'm back on my feet now. And I got a timely sms from the very same friend who does a little preaching to me at times; I mentioned a couple in my history. The sms goes like this:

Brother, this day the Lord showed me a revelation. Joshua in the midst of bad circumstances called upon the power of God to still the sun and the moon. I want you to know that so long as you stand strong in whatever you are beliving God for, the enemy will come under your footstool and pave the way for you to see your victory in the natural. God bless!

The first thing that came to my mind was what if the enemy believed in God too?

Anyway the sms's certainly weird.

It's a weird day.



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