Last Night in Maidstone

Today, Zach and I just chilled at home. Recooperating is goood.

So then, this evening, we went out to St Lukes for a last night with everyone. A lot of people couldn't make it, so there were just a few. Anyway, it was a laugh, just meeting up with good mates for one last wongle. We played Blind Volleyball, and Zach taught us dodgeball, which was such a laugh.

Anyway, I'm really tired, so I'm gonna shoot off (whilst Zach's shooting up [he's got diabetes]), but I don't know when I'll be able to write on here again. Hopefully soon. But we'll see.

The Day Before the Beginning

It's now 12.15 and I still have n't woken Zach up. I still have a whole bunch of theings that I have to do, such as take out the washing and get the last few things. I have started to find little things which I have been looking for for a while and haven't been able to find. Like the big beenie that Vanya gave me, and the wooden neckchain thing (?) that Milly gave me. Things are all falling into place. I found myself worring a little (i guess) about what Zach thought of me etc, and I began to prepare myself to be a little precautious in my words and actions around him, but then I thought about it some more, and came to the conclusion that I totally don't wanna be like that. I mean, he's gonna get to know me soo deeply over the next 9 months. Well, there it is. My morning schpeel. I tihnk I better wake him up now.

A Long Day in London

Woke up at 3am to tidy my room and catch a ride to London from my dad. I was dropped on the east side of zone 2, at Mile End, and begun a 2 hour trek to Heathrow. (Why do I have the feeling this post would turn out really long if I carried on this way??)

So, met Zach, then we made our best effort to get to Bekki's hotel, which we must have circled. During this time, I managed to break Zach's bag. Then, the three of us went around London, during which we managed to strike out on the places Zach had intended to go, eg. the open air market at Liverpool Street wasn't on today, nobody knew where exactly on Regent Street that Jack the Ripper had actually killed somebody on a bench, or even where there was a bench on Regent Street. But yah, it was cool just going round places. And also, I took them to Portobello Road, to see the Notting Hill Market. But mostly, it was just a long tiring day. (Moreso for Zach than me!) On the train ride back from London, we got talking about various issues, and I realised what a knowledgable guy Zach is. I mean, there were a few points that I disagree with a little, but on the whole, I feel I have a lot to learn from him.

But yah, Zach and I got back home, and we barely had time to wash before we sat down to a meal with about 12 other people. It was good, but by the end of it, Zach was completely out. I had to cancel the arrangements I had made to go out that night, and clubbing was definitrly out of the question. He's asleep in the living room at the moment, and I'm gonna wake him up at noon tomorrow.

And just now, I had a talk online with Tracey, who is such a star. I tried to explain to her the situation in my head and heart, but even though she got the general jist of what I was trying to say, I think that maybe she was just a little bit too tired to understand it all. But that's ok. I don't even understand it all myself.

Cancer?

This morning, I went to see Doctor Wentzel. My mum made me. I knew my mum was concerned about me, and when I spoke to the doc, he told me that my mum had rang him up the night before and told him that she thinks I might have cancer. I mean, my mum is pretty specialised in all this stuff, cos she's been studying it for years. But yeah, the doc thinks the chances are that I don't have cancer, although I could have. He said that he couldn't tell my mum because I was 19 and I would have to tell her myself, i.e. patient confidentiality etc etc. But yah, he prescribed me some heavy drugs and stuff, which I hope don't affect me too much, and he's written a letter to the GP in Lancashire, and told me I have to give it to them when I get there. But hmm. I'm totally not worried about a thing.

Gotta go clear out my room before Zach gets here tomorrow! Woohoo!

The Value of Money

So today has been pretty cool. Aunty Wai Wah arrived last night. I'd have to say that she is my favourite of dad's 8 sisters. She must be closer to 4 foot than 5 foot. She is totally Elmo from Sesame Street! Oh yeah, and this morning she was like, 'Oh, I didn't know what to get you from Malaysia, so I got you money. And I was like, 'Awesome!' And I thought to myself 'God is goood!' cos I really needed like a fiver for goin to town today. But she handed me two notes. Two £50 notes! I don't think I've ever seen them before! I mean, you know how £20 notes are bigger than £10 notes and £10 notes are bigger than £5 notes. Well, I had to fold these things up a few times to get them into my wallet! ...God is goood!

So yah. Went out to get some last minute stuff in town today. Well, not last minute stuff, but the only stuff that I needed that I hadn't yet got. But yeah. Bumped into Amy on the way into town and she was looking great. We went around town together until she met up with Kirsty Simms. But yah, i just went round getting some essentials... like a kazoo!!! Sweeet!

I've also been texting Tracey quite a lot. I'd really like to meet up with her sometime, although I know that's not likely to be possible in the next few weeks. But it will totally happen.

Yeah, I am way hyped about going to Capers, and the craziness in my head just keeps goin on and on. I just got off the phone to Irish Jon. Who is sooo awesome. I mean, we talked for about an hour and we just think exactly along the same lines! It was the first time we spoke on the phone, and I honestly expected to not be able to understand his Northeren Irish accent. But it was totally fine.

We got talking about past years at Capernwray, cos he knows loadsa people who have been, and I learnt so much, just listening to what he said. I mean, like there was this one year where a girl got her tongue pierced for like £50, and then this African guy who was on sponsorship just said to her that what she spent could have fed his village for a month or summat. I mean, sometimes we just have to think about what we are saying, and be sensitive to others' lives and situations. We sometimes just don't realise what we have until we hear something like that. I bet that girl just started crying right there and then. I guess that's the value of money. Talking to Jon has to be the highlight of my day.

I think this is a better one. Although you can tell I'm tired!

A pic of me taken about a week ago. I really like this because it is such an extremely gay pose! haha

My Last Sunday at St Lukes

Today is Sunday. It's Sunday night now, but hey. Church this morning was pretty good. Mike was speaking and it may have been the best I've ever heard him do. He talked on coming to the Father like a child. And thas totally what we have to do. We gotta drop our theological arguments and responses and just bathe in his presence. Just soak.

Then like after the service, I met mum in town and got a few odds and ends for Capers, and then we went to Sainsbury's to get food for the journey up there and everything. And then when we got back home, we had a long chat in the car, and that was awesome. I got to say loadsa stuff i wanted to say and she didn't hardly interupt. It was such a change. We grew in our relationship this afternoon.

Then just before the evening service, i had to talk to dad about my future. Same as I did with mum. But it was so hard talking to him, because he is extremely irrational, and doesn't view things like life, money, jobs, career and the future in the same way as me. It was hard for me to just sit there and take what he was throwing at me. He said he would never give his blessing for me going to Bible School. I knew he wasn't for it, but I didn't really realise to what extent he was extremely against it. but that's ok. It doesn't worry me too much, even though that's not how I want things to be.

But anyway, the evening service was rad. Russ was talkin instead of Eric, so I guess i'll have to go see the big man at home before I go. (Eric the 'big man', not Russ the 'holy mountain'. hehe) But yah, they gave me a sending off from St Lukes' tonight which was cool. And then we had a ocntinuation of last night's prophecy evening. Although there was some healing in theere too. Good stuff. Our prophecy group was awesome. Some amazing stuff was said, and all was dandy. Then after, we all went down the pub, a tradition that will be sadly missed, even if I have been drinking coke for the past few weeks. But yeah, got to talk to Ben a little bit, but not as much as either of us would've have liked.

Anyway, I am almost totally packed now, and I only have a few things I have to pick up in town tomorrow but apart from that, I'm done (like a turkey, but brown on all sides.)

Packing for Capers!!

So today, I didn't have work. And it felt sooo good! Yah, and i just bummed around most of the day, getting stuff together for Capernwray, and then I started packing. It felt so good, and i'm pretty sure I've got most of what I'll need and a lot more.

Yeah, I talked to Tracey on the phone for quite a while. She's a really sweet girl. (Tracey, if you're reading this, then Hi!!) heh...

But yah, thas my schpeel for the day, I'm gonna sleep now. I achieved little of what I set out to do today, but I still feel mildly pleased with myself inside. Awesome...

This was in my Econ classroom. And the kid at the bottom left corner is Bill Gates