Backtracking once again... Sunday...cfc...kwcac...well, it wasn't all smooth, really. Initially I get to pick up Samuel for kwcac, but then I got a call asking me to pick up Ice as well, and that I struggled with a lot...but eventually I had to bite my tongue and say that getting people to church is more important than my private interests, so I picked up Ice as well. Once in church, just as I've just sat down, I got enlisted to the isolation booth to do computer and sound control...yeah, that was yet another struggle on several fronts, but agreed anyway. I'm still trying to process what exactly did the Lord want me to learn there...that was strangely coincidental...
Anyway, after service, I skipped the church lunch and went to hang out with Samuel, Jackson and Rebecca at Jeff's place. There were some chatting, a lunch, some shopping, a ton of fast driving, some surprisingly slow driving, a light saber thingie, some wasted alcohol...all in the name of preparing the mccf bbq for the night. Jackson's clearly-marked bandaids on his forehead were good enough reasons to talk about male aggression, apparently...heh. Somehow I particularly enjoy being in the company of this group of people...something about this group just felt quite different from other groups...I couldn't put my finger on exactly why, though.
Evening bbq...after that big lunch, I really wasn't hungry, so I didn't eat much, just a couple of slices of watermelon and half a burnt sausage. The itching for my eyes got really bad, though, so that was kind of painful. Leonard called me David again, this time intentionally like a running joke... Also we had this strangely funny conversation.
And I didn't know how to continue after that... There was foosball thingie during and after the bbq. This guy George and I somehow won two games before losing to Cindy and Feng. Yeah. Anyway, the night ended with me being handed the awkward task of collecting money... I think the whole thing ended at around 10, and I got home at around 11. It was a long day.
Anyway, after service, I skipped the church lunch and went to hang out with Samuel, Jackson and Rebecca at Jeff's place. There were some chatting, a lunch, some shopping, a ton of fast driving, some surprisingly slow driving, a light saber thingie, some wasted alcohol...all in the name of preparing the mccf bbq for the night. Jackson's clearly-marked bandaids on his forehead were good enough reasons to talk about male aggression, apparently...heh. Somehow I particularly enjoy being in the company of this group of people...something about this group just felt quite different from other groups...I couldn't put my finger on exactly why, though.
Evening bbq...after that big lunch, I really wasn't hungry, so I didn't eat much, just a couple of slices of watermelon and half a burnt sausage. The itching for my eyes got really bad, though, so that was kind of painful. Leonard called me David again, this time intentionally like a running joke... Also we had this strangely funny conversation.
Me: "How old are you, Leonard?"
Leonard: "23. How old are you?"
Me: "26."
Leonard: "Why?"
And I didn't know how to continue after that... There was foosball thingie during and after the bbq. This guy George and I somehow won two games before losing to Cindy and Feng. Yeah. Anyway, the night ended with me being handed the awkward task of collecting money... I think the whole thing ended at around 10, and I got home at around 11. It was a long day.
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