Just caught the news. Current debate: Hair grows faster on full moon nights. Could this have been debated a long time ago? I'd like to think so. The proposition probably came up with the popular tale about the werewolf. EXCESSIVE hair growth on full moon nights.
hahahaahaha.
Managed to finally drag my lazy ass to the gym on fri before heading out for dinner with the church guys at night. We were like a tour group going around sg after dinner. A fri night is the crowd-iest time ever. Timbre, dempsey, holland v and finally, we ended up at room full of blues. No regrets heading there at all. Music was awesome, what more could we ask for. Gilbert never failed to impress. Great guitar player, with a range of 3 and a half octaves (#%#$@!&^*, I know). Check him out at room full of blues! The musician
Woke up on sat with my nose feeling a little atheletic. The air-con during musician prac didn't make it any better. Terence's message was something real, and i liked that. Dinner with church mates after that. The good part about being sick was that if i had went to lifehouse (which i heard was GOOD), i wouldn't have enjoyed myself that much. Ok whatever. Played for service today and my nose nearly dropped out halfway. Brother LT's sermon was simple, but ever so true- to love. Leader's cell, some street, first family dinner in front of the tele watching "The Island" and now.
Being sick isn't fun, at all. It's at times like these when you think about how great it was to be in the pink of health, where you would promise yourself to be thankful when you do reach that stage. When you imagine how ungrateful you were when every move you made was undeterred by a stinging pain, when your nose could breathe in as much air as you wanted and more, when you could totally enjoy all the food you ate. And you do get well slowly, and seem to always forget all about how you were supposed to be appreciative. Then in due time, you get sick again somehow. The whole cycle repeats itself. Till i suppose one day, you reach a point of being able, only to hope that you could get well again...
You can deceive everyone sometimes, some people every time, but never everyone every time.
