Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Monday, July 19, 2010
I had a hell of a weekend like two weeks ago. Or was it three? In a good way. Um, sort of. Lol.
On Friday, I had quite a schedule. First, after accompanying Miki to the hospital and having a meal, I was at college to do some work on Leon's class. My SMP and logo still hadn't been accepted yet, so I spent hours thinking about it. I was picked up later for a combined cellgroup outing with W49, which happened to be a steamboat outing at i-City, in Shah Alam. It's a very beautiful place! The tree's all have lights on them, in many different colours. And it's not just a few. Practically all the trees there have coloured lights. It's quite a sight, along with other light... uh, "sculptures". It was a pretty small group though, since most of the people were back in their hometowns, honeymoons or holiday trips. Just Issey, Kean Hoong, Robenz, Dennis, Agnes, Bryan, her boyfriend, and I.
We had quite a good time eating and chatting. Plenty of discussion about Holland and Brazil, since the match was playing while we were eating (the steamboat food's pretty good! The roasted chicken is like AWESOME. TOTALLY). I once saw a joke "If people from Poland are called Poles, how come people from Holland aren't called Holes?" That was the basis for me calling the Netherlands the Holes. And I called Brazil the Bras. Yeah, Bras versus Holes. Main description of the female body, lmao -.-. Had a good time getting to catch up with everyone, especially Agnes, since I haven't seen her in ages. After a long meal (where I took plenty of ice cream), we watched the match on this big huge screen that easily had hundreds of observers on the floor, possibly thousands. And it was there I realized my Bras would lose. Aye -.-... lesson learned. Holes are better than Bras. I realize how wrong that sounds, but eh, what the hell.
Issey drove me to Zouk later on, and I was grateful for that, 'cause I was pretty late, arriving at 12:30am. I was there 'cause Joseph somehow managed to get a 100-person guestlist. I don't know how the hell he got the ambassador to do that, but eh, I'm not complaining. Everyone else was there already. By "everyone else" I mean Joseph, Ryan, Radius and other churchmates like Ann Ying, Esther (who's also my classmate), Michelle Gay (no seriously, that's her real surname), Vera, Yawan. I also met Zaien there, who I met at the AXE opening. Turns out he's studied in Canada previously, and had the teenhood I missed out on. Lmao.
Michelle was totally enjoying herself.
Anyway, since I was so late, all the alcohol was finished already, and the bottle of beer I had myself, and the Long Island jug I shared with Ryan and Zaien did nothing at all. Nothing! Not even the slightest inotoxication! I was more sober than sober, seriously. Must've been all the food I had eaten earlier. Zzz. I didn't know it was so effective, 'cause most of the time I go clubbing, its on an empty stomach, and even then rarely do I get intoxicated to a reasonable extent. And the funny thing was, almost everyone in our group was from City Harvest. I can't quite remember the time we had such a large group all from the same church. It was kinda awkward here as we were all in the same church, and everyone kept it pretty much safe, almost holy -.-, with a few exceptions of certain people smoking. There was fun and chatter, but it was also very chivalrous. Yeah, serious, chivalrous. None of the guys danced intimately with the girls. Heck, barely a hand was laid of any of them, and I'm not talking about dirty dancing... even simple, clean, basic dancing.
This was the most intimate. Yeah. Intimate. Lawls, seriously.
And I did say chivalrous right? Yeah, all the girls danced among themselves in the middle while the guys were on the outside protecting them from all the horny strangers. Yeah, I was a shield. We were all shields. I mean sure, if a guy gets too intimate and the girl is uncomfortable, I'll do something, but its a club (and on the dance floor no less); you're meant to socialize. And part of that culture involves strangers dancing or approaching you. If the girl is fine with it, both are happy. If the girl dances away or doesn't want to, message sent. I'll help "deliver" that message if the guy gets unreasonable. Anyhoo, since the alcohol I took had no effect whatsoever, I was pretty self conscious and danced to a minimum. Yeah, and I was a shield most of the time, blocking other guys from grinding the girls. Lmao.
I forgot the guy in white's name. He drove me home, which makes me feel bad -.-, lol.
Esther looked really pretty that night too.
And she looks really nice, even with that kissy face. Lol.
Overall, quite a anticlimatic night, but with bits and pieces of good conversation and knowing some of them better. And I've never been this sober before in a club. I'm clear headed all the time, but to this extent... it's a first. Was pretty interesting to see the other sides of all these church members too. Who smoked, who used profanities, who did what. An eye opener for certain people. Funny thing is they all know me, or at least have seen me. I guess my hair is very recognizable -.-, lol, more so than I assumed.
No question on which foot/leg is mine. Damn obvious.
Yeah, they took off their heels and played around with them. I wish that was a joke!
A joke would be if someone threw up and they stepped on it with their barefeet =x. No, seriously... you have no idea how often people just dance and step (with shoes of course) on the vomit without noticing it.
I had school hours after I came back from clubbing. And I started doing my assignments. Yeah, bad choice or good? Under the influence of alcohol (almost negligible), I did my work and Leon was more favourable than the previous weeks. Geez. Alcoholic inspiration. At this rate I should drink a lot before doing all my assignments, lol.
I attended service after class and Keith preached a great sermon about the gifts of the Holy Spirit. That week he asked us to prophesy over someone we never met before. So I did. It was one of the more unexpected propecies I've given. In all the times I've prophesied, I've never been totally wrong. Maybe I missed a mark here or there, but generally its been accurate. That's pretty freaky 'cause I was always skeptical of modern prophesying last time. And even now I still have doubts on my own prophesying, even though the results are never wrong. However, praise be to God, since it's none of my own knowledge or efforts.
So I ended up prophesying for this guy called Alan. I was dead, dead tired that time 'cause I had corporate identity 2 earlier, and I didn't sleep at all. I nearly fell asleep during the service itself too. So while I was prophesying over him, there was no word, no image, no nothing at all that was revealed to me. Normally there is, even the slightest hint of it, that somehow "shows" me what to prophesy. In this case, my mind was a blank. TOTAL blank! Plus I was dead tired! I was almost reluctant to prophesy 'cause I was damn tired. I was thinking to myself "How the hell can I prophesy when I don't have anything appearing in my mind?" But then I realized I was thinking of someone constantly "I'm so damn tired." I was like... serious? Prophesy that he's tired because that's all thats in my head? I didn't have anything else to say, and this was the only thing appearing in my mind, so I tried my luck, and prophesied about Alan being very tired and unsure about some stuff. But I also told him that he needed to lean on God's strength through this time, so that the reality of His strength would be evident.
Believe it or not, after the service ended he actually told me I was totally accurate. He said lately he'd been dead tired from certain works and assignments he needed to do, and that he'd been relying solely on himself. Amazing. Simply amazing. Honestly though, I was still skeptical of myself a little bit. When he told me I was right, the first thing that came to mind "Pure dumb luck".
The next day I drove Zoe to SS4 'cause she wanted to audition for some commercial or something. SS4 is a bloody maze, and I couldn't find my way around well. Got lost but reached the place in the end. I was just hanging around and all and later I found out Zoe signed up my name also. So I needed to audition as well. What the?! So I auditioned... I had to give an introduction of myself, act happy, and act sad. I don't know how my acting skills were. I did get an A- for my drama class back in year 2. I hope it was alright? Don't laugh if you see me in a commercial next time -.-.