Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
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christian life
Just came back from Genting ( havin family camp) and Kl (where ma parents took me for an education marathon...looking at colleges) Since the family camp started first I shall bloag about that first.
Well it was just a christian camp...since i'm already the sesat kind, all I was looking for was Kl..at least here is shopping and a slim chance to go to sunway lagoon.
I have not much friends there which makes it worse. I hardly know whot to sit wif duing meals time. Xe Hui was in the camp but she has loads of stuff to do and loads of friends to catch up...AND her boyfriend also(since she's studin in Kl and her BF is in penang)
Well since is a christian camp, let me tok about ma so called sesat christian life...
The speaker preached and bla bla bla.It's kinda hittin me but i dun seem to respond.In fact the message he crapped bout has been hittin me since like even before the camp and yet i refuse...(i'm a hard headed person)...there was once there was an alter call...sumtin like goin to the front if u want a belssing la...All i can do was to stand there and tears stareted to flow out onli...
I can't take it....I mean whatever u wana call it. To the christians that are reading ma blog u will understand la....I still can't give up the "worldly things". I'm still not back cus I'm not ready...All I can say is I'm not the holy joe.....