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I... shouldn't be feeling this way, right?
I shouldn't. but i do. ~_~ Shoot.
And you know. Seriously, Lord. Seriously. What kind of test is this?! I hate it that i feel like i'm failing at Your tests. This test, i can see, has been carefully sculpted. So carefully. Even the "requirements" that i'm not conscious of. How is it even possible? HOW and WHERE in the world do you find an asian guy who speaks English so well? who has Reading as an interest? Loves Coffee? Family Oriented? Has a direction in life? Doesn't go "Huh?" at the word 'Logistics'? Whose personality profile complements mine? Recognises his own flaws? Isn't thick skinned, but yet, isn't afraid to BE thick skinned? Has been a Christian ALL HIS LIFE? Has such a good sense of humor? Knows how to have a good laugh? Likes SALTED popcorn? And EVEN HIS FAVOURITE COLOUR IS THE SAME AS MINE.
I can imagine if we got married in the future, we can all expect a Yellow car, yellow walls, yellow rooms, yellow furniture, yellow pots, and yellow pillow cases.
Lord, are you freaking kidding me? WHY. WHY NOW. WHY THIS. WHY.
WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Argh. i feel like Job. And i'm so thankful that Lord, You're not the kind of God that demands us to be all polite and proper. I'm so thankful that You desire honesty. And you allow us to... talk to you. Yes, i'm so thankful that You listen. You answer prayers. You help Your people. And Father, Pleasepleaseplease, show me. Show me what You want me to learn from this whole.. L-arc.