God has heard

My bum is collecting more fats because my brain refuses to tell my body to stand up and get moving.

But thats okay. i'm gonna go for a jog tonight.

My brain has not been thinking much since i got back. Adapting to Singapore Life has not been easy. Just like how when i went back to school yesterday - everything felt alien. Everything. The noises everywhere - which were once mere sounds - were too much to bear. The canteen, the benches, outside the LTs.. everywhere. I just miss the serenity of Vietnam. But then again, Vietnam is anything but serene. The traffic is one good and very big example.

SO.

Since i got back, my brain has been plagued with pieces of Vietnam. Then, just as if Vietnam was not enough, a piece of History came back. And so, for the past 6 days, my mind has been soaked through with Vietnam and that piece of History. and my body has been plagued with Nausea.

I was told to work at church this Sunday. At first i was quite okay with it, cos i wasn't really thinking when i agreed to work. Then after some time, i really wanted to attend Worship. At least Worship. But... i can't. Cos we're shorthanded. So. I'm praying that God will teach my Spirit to be obedient. I wanna enjoy work. I really want to.

Funny how everyone i've met so far carries the same expected conversation which would typically go like this:

Me: Hello ____!

Person: HEY! YOU'RE BACK!

My Evil Brain thinks: Doh. I'm standing in front of you.

Me: Yep :)

Person: When were you back?

Me: Sunday :)

Person: So, how was your trip?

Me: Loved it. Didn't wanna come back, but I was forced to. *smiles*

Person: *Laughs out loud*

My evil Brain thinks: I wasn't joking.




I can be quite evil. I know.

TROI OI. TROI OI. TROOOOOI OI.