everything in
it's right place

Yesterday was clubbing night! Okay, normally I don't club that much (haven't gone clubbing in the past 3 months save wednesday - Jon dragged me to chinablack-zouk-rouge), so this week was a chance to just let loose over the long 'holiday' break. And surprisingly, it was fun. I mean, really fun! Although it was a tad too crowded. You literally have to squeeze between people to get from point to point. Wasn't that bad at first because of all the chiobus trying to squeeze around (haha) but later end it got really irritating. Had a couple too many drinks and a couple too many sticks.

Also, this army friend of mine brought some of his friends. And one of them was this really beautiful, pretty, wonderful, totally out-of-this world girl. Haha she looked so good! Fortunately she didn't act like one of those airheads. Man, even Jon was going all mad. And she had this perfect smile that would make people melt sighhhhhhhhhhh. To think that I never got around to even asking for her name! Somebody, please slap/punch/stab me.

Can't forget that smile. Haha I think I'm mad. Better close all the grilles and lock all the windows!

I just got Jon's Guitar Port to work with my recording software! It's great; I've never had such good recording quality at all so far. Now I'm debating whether to buy the Digitech GNX 4, as in, all $1400 of it. Sounds mighty expensive for something that might not be that useful after all - recording away from the computer. Kind of realised that the Korg PXR4 and other portable digital recorders do pretty much the same thing, although not as diverse as the Digitech is advertised to be.

Anyway to sum that up, I recorded the intro to SRV's Lenny one afternoon to check out the sound quality. Pretty nice!

Christine's a real procrastinator! She told me on wednesday that she was free that night and on the thursday, and it's now friday and she's telling me that she has another class event on saturday! Oh well. I was supposed to go clubbing on saturday night with my friends (I think I still am) and was betting with Diana that Christine wouldn't follow me clubbing on saturday. Well, I guess we don't have to bet anymore!

It doesn't really bug me that she keeps delaying -even though it's bad manners. I don't like her in that way, despite how much this stupid Sarah insists.

Urgh this was so irritating. I couldn't log in to my blogger for the past week, because I though my browser was screwed up. Turns out, the browser cookies have to be set to the lowest setting otherwise i wouldn't be able to log in! Pfft

Ok I happened to do QT yesterday (miracles happen!) and since I didn't have the November edition of Everyday with Jesus, which is my devotion guide, I used last month's one and flipped back to Wednesday. The verse which really helped me was to the tune of 'Seek first His kingdom and his righteousneous, and all these things will be given unto you. so don't worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. each day has enough truoble of it's own'

How very true!

I have COS duty on Sunday. It seems this week as if my once wonderfully slack army life has become a slave's nightmare; task after task to do, people telling me to help our over here and do this over there. I was awoken at 5am on a Monday morning because my platoon had no one assigned as the duty specialist, thus giving me the honourable task. I went to the office at 8 at saw my name listed for this coming Sunday's COS office duty, and at 8.30 the sergeant major told me that I had guard duty that night! And half an hour later my friends accused me of being oh so totally slack! Life's unfair at times; in my case, almost all the time!

After spending the past two days fretting and whining over the recent spate of incredibly bad luck, I have resigned to accepting my fate. I've been trying really hard to change my Sunday duty to a Saturday one, despite the longer hours. So happens that the guy who could take over my Sunday duty went on medical leave! But he's back tonight, so I'll check with him soon. Really hope he accepts it.

Maybe these are the kind of events that God uses to try to change me for the better. Especially on a Monday morning, when Sunday's sermon was about talking to God and never giving up. It's these unbelievable coincidental incidences that somehow move me but I must be really one tough boulder, because even I know that I'm not moving enough. Well, just gotta try to keep trying (is there even such a thing?)