Somehow I suddenly become this bitter, cynical, indifferent person. Ironic (or fitting) that I would find this during Christmas season. Also ironic (or fitting) that I would be heading off to the Chinese Christian Conference with this coldness.

Christmas Eve: I was alone in the house in the morning. Bored in the afternoon. Decided to go out shopping like an idiot. Bought Formula D the boardgame, inflatable bed, and oreo ice cream. Went to Yen's place to play Formula D in the evening (although at one point it seemed that there would be no evening activities). I lost both times.

Christmas Day: Woke up, had breakfast, then wasted time. Picked up Lucas and Brian (a one-hour detour) for church evening event. Laughed at the fellowship skit. Bored most of the time. Packed up for the trip. Raining all day.