i love sundays. but this sunday was especially refreshing.

i wasted my life away on saturday.

sunday was a different story.

Church as usual. sam had to go earlier because he was on musician duty. i thought he meant practice, but at 8.20am, he assured me that he wasn't going to practice 10 minutes before worship. "it's open worship what. have to go early." [open worship in pjgh means normal Spirit-led (impromptu) worship] made me wonder why we don't practice this habit in mgc. maybe the elders should set down rules for this - chairperson and musicians must be early every sunday. hmm.

jonathan, adrian and keith said hi. auntie ah eng came over and held my hand, "hey, how are you?" lareina gave me a bag of DVDs containing two boxes of Desperate Housewives, one small one of Grey's Anatomy, and a DVD bag of random movies like Enchanted and... THE CURIOUS CASE OF BENJAMIN BUTTON! because she understood the dullness of life - or lack of it - in UM.

ah yes, and i passed the bread to the back when i got it from adrian on my left.

auntie at the back: *mata terbeliak* "no, no, to the front."

i turn to the front, and see yu shen waiting for the bread with the ^_^" look. and then dengan penuh malunya i passed the bread to him. how'd i know people pass from the back to the front la. in mgc, it was always front to back. -_-" but come to think of it, back to front makes more sense. ahaha...

After church, sam brought me to Lotus, another indian place besides the two i know (Rajoo's and Sri Paandi).

sam's unique teh tarik special.

i ordered tose, and decided that it was rather un-manis. my eyes blurred again as we talked about predestination. well, not exactly blurred. you know how photography lovers do those macro shots, where one thing in front is clearer than the rest, and the rest is pretty much blur? yeah, well, something like that. sam became this macro shot thing. i wonder if it happens to everyone, or i have a penyakit. is it astigmatism? the eye specialists never told me. either they were negligent, or i have another sort of penyakit.

anyway, sam said that we ex-GLO-ians in kl should get together one day, since we're all so near each other. this could probably work, since we don't have to travel that far (like from melaka to taiping) anymore. sam said he enjoyed GLO. i think i did too. though i didn't know it until 15 minutes before i left for melaka. spending one month with 20-odd people under the same house was something different and new.

we're always nice and guardedly well-mannered in our everyday lives.

smile at the random unknown auntie, nod to Block B first college residents on the way to the toilet, tolerate the gimics of our friends, say "never mind" and "it's okay" even when we don't feel like it...

those mannerisms don't really last when they're put to a month's test. i always said GLO was a social breakthrough for me. it's not that i tetiba became talkative and sociable after GLO. i had long struggled with what i called my controversial love for God and absence of love for my own species. i was truly sick and tired of being around people. GLO helped rectify the controversion.the relational experiences i had there helped me rediscover my love for people.

so yeah, i think i enjoyed GLO too. knowing that there's a bunch of people who accept me as i am despite knowing who i really am helps me react to them differently.

1.30pm, i went for a marketing hunt at Midvalley with some of the Lawnite committee members. it was tiring, and when i'm tired, either one of three things happen to me:

1. 1. nothing.
2. 2. i become extremely lethargic, so much so i can hardly move. and i drag my feet. which is usually a taboo for me.
3. 3. i become extremely energetic and somewhat, i would say, funny. yeah, tired me = funny me.

today, i became somewhat funny in Midvalley.

i got back to college at 5.50pm, bathed and took my dinner (2 pieces of bread + coffee).

neh, i didn't buy these two.

i just tot they were interesting.

7.28pm, sam came round and picked me up for a concert at First Baptist Church.

the fella beside me sang super loud.
don't think she was aware of that.
maybe sam's recorder caught it all. poor sam. =P

it kicked off with three songs from youth band. which was pretty good. for the first song only la. i personally thought they should've left the singing to the girls and just let the guys do backup. =P fcp? (female chauvinist pig)

flashy part of the show where they tetiba froze.

Juwita and Joanne's performance were awesome. awesome, i tell you. i usually don't enjoy concerts very much, although i still attend them whenever i'm asked, because the opening of these concerts is usually smokin' hot, but the energy level decreases substantially as the concert progresses. not so with tonight's concert.

Juwita Suwito rocked the house with a hit from... THE BEATLES!


"How many of you know the Beatles?"

i usually don't respond to this sort of question, but with the Beatles...

"ME!!!!!!!!" i exclaimed, my hand raised and waving.

ah. ask me if i know Kenny Rogers, and i'll straightway grab the mic from you and start singing "The Gambler". and then i'll say his songs are better than his chickens.

anyway.

Joanne Yeoh was alright, but i was really impressed when she did an impromptu Great Is Thy Faithfulness with Juwita on an encore request from the audience. it's one thing to play the violin to a vocalist's singing, it's quite another to play the violin to a rockin' singer with killer vocals, and an unfamiliar band that plays not-so-common chords. she pulled it off though. and well too. especially at the end, when Juwita courteously gestured for her to play before she wrapped up the song. she sapu-ed some butter on the violin (my way of saying "really quick and precise string of arpeggios").

i felt extremely comfortable at the concert because Juwita and Joanne did a lot of oldies' music, with which i am quite acquainted, because dad used to play those songs on the radio all day long. Joanne even did Theresa Teng's Yue Liang Dai Biao Wo De Xin.

me: she looks like she's a girl from a movie where the boyfriend died,
and she's playing for the dead boyfriend.
sam: ...killjoy.

and then she jazz-spiced it up at the end of the first chorus.

sam: "blasphemy!"

then joanne said: "ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce... my boys." she said that in a really cool way. keng la. so professional. and the band was just... inhuman. i think they're aliens. the next time a UFO lands in the USA, i'll volunteer their names as allies of the aliens. they must be from a musical planet or something.

"i've never known a guy who has broken the hearts of so many girls."

seriously. i could see why he could break so many hearts. sam and i were mata-terbeliakking at his playing. he was the lead guitarist, but here he's using the acoustic la.

i was taking pictures with my cameraphone, and sam said:

"your cameraphone is looking unsurprisingly puny in the eyes of my DSLR."

me: "oh, you proud thing."

"sometimes the truth hurts."

"pride comes before a fall."

"after the fall comes immunity."

and then i forgot to argue somemore because i was too busy writing it down in nokia-san's notes.

at 10.19pm, sam asked if i was hungry. although the 2 pieces of bread for dinner were cute and cuddly, they didn't do wonders for my stomach, and so i nodded enthusiastically. well, not literally. but it's just to cut a long story short.

we went to sri paandi's, and i ordered an appem manis. 

it's the only indian food besides roti and tose that i know.
desmond has not been doing a good job. -_-

sam: "this appem manis is anything but manis."

me: "it's more manis than the tose."

"tose is not supposed to be manis."

"really?"

"it's supposed to be savoury."

"what's savoury?" my ERT was kopak-ed wan in school.

"not manis."

the big metal bucket of dahl.

come to think of it, that wasn't the most helpful answer, sam.

we then talked about movies, and i learned that sam's history is pretty sucky, but he has good knowledge of greek mythology. ah. people who like greek mythology are like, er, He-Man merchandise. yeah. you don't get them everywhere. i was quite excited when mark knew a lot about greek mythology too. =D

ah yes. i also learned that sam doesn't appreciate the traditional values of a good plot, but goes for brainless fighting movies. (i'm not being harsh. those are his own words.)

i like movies with patriotic values. like Ip Man, Fearless, Hero, and The Last Samurai. those sort of movies really get to me. best of all, those movies don't need sexual elements to rock socks. (sorry, elena. i'm too tired to think of another phrase, so i gotta borrow yours.)

got back to college at exactly 12am and made sam late for his 11.55pm MU-Westham match. eh i won anot ar?

then i cut my thumb in various places (not on purpose ok. i'm not that suicidal in my boredom.) with my shaver and had to stand at the sink for 10 minutes trying to get the blood to stop flowing.

oh ya, i discovered i have a secret reader in church. well, not that i discovered it la. the secret reader told me wan. so he's actually not so secret after all. but he was before he told me, so... ah what am i doing? i'm sleepy beyond sleepiness.

anyways.

i can't wash my socks because of my cut thumb, and i shall now proceed to brush my teeth and wash my face with one hand.

ciaoz.

i wrote all this at 3am.
added pictures today.