A meaningful day

Finally after 4 weeks of recuperation from my emotional hurt caused by the Devil, Gerry is slowly getting back to do meaningful thingy again. A part of me was still chipped..but its the consequence I had to face for being foolish, trusting and loving the devil.

I barely slept on friday nite as I was 'admiring' my PC until 5.30am. Then I had to wake up early on sat morning to attend the bible study lesson which I had missed (on those sundays which I was with the devil and falling sick :D). After that, a few of us visited Terence's dad at the hospital to pray for him. Seeing his dad reminded me of my grandpa. I was feeling kinda sad to see such a skinny and helpless man lying there. The least i can help is to visit him and pray for him.

We had an enjoyable fellowship together eating the Punggol Nasi Lemak (which was blessed by Abraham) before our prayer meeting coupled with the "speak proper english campaign". I seriously think that Singaporeans are very weak in speaking proper mandarin and English. When we speak in Mandarin, the mainland chinese and Taiwanese will laugh at us. When we speak English, the caucasians dont understand our singlish too =D In the end we are neither here nor there...hee hee I think the best language that we speak is the Hokkien Vulgar Langauge...haaaa..........(well..its just my 5cents worth of thoughts..I hope I wont offend anyone)