There's about 5 days in between each of my posts. Not bad.

So I've been hoping lately. I woke up quite distressed the other morning, so I went straight into the word. I flipped to Romans 8 and I started reading the passage most convenient for line of sight, which happened to be verse 18. It speaks of present sufferings compared to future glory. I was hopeless, lying there on my bed letting my thoughts get ahead of me. Then I read something, "For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has?" It was a good verse, cause after that I started hoping instead of brooding. That day was amazing. I spent the whole day with God.

Today, I had to say bye to Nicole. I'm still not used to the bye thing, in fact I'm still terrified of it. I don't like saying goodbye, it's rather silly. Why can't we all just live next to each other like they do in Japan? It'd make keeping in touch easier. Well, Da Wei likes goodbyes. He said he, "Likes the moment." He's weird. But then again he's used to the goodbye thing, being a grampa and all.

My room is a mess, and I said I'd clean it after Dan left. Didn't happen. There are folders, random papers and drugs all over my table. Not sure where the drugs come in all of this. A couple bibles too. And it's almost nice to find "Would You Like to Know God Personally?" booklets all over my floor. Actually, maybe that's a bad thing.

I think this day has expired. I must rest my head, and my mouth. It tends to wander off--my head as well as my mouth.

tootles.