i am not matriculated. dateline was hours ago.
i know not if i can study in ADM or not.

he worried, he helped, he asked mum about it, he called, he said "Do not worry". thank you=) if tears were to flow, they are not of anxiety, they are apprecitation; thankfulness for you being a blessing. not just this once. but the many smiles you brought to my heart.

When tears were on the verge of triggering, Rah and Boo listened, thank you(: I remembered my words stumbled while you listen. Strength comes knowing again you two care. Jun always have the gift of making you interested in her thoughts. "So what colour shirt are you wearing? let me guess, black! hahaha!" and there and then, you can find a reason to smile, or laugh. Away is the anxiety, even if it's for that moment.

The very presence of the love has been, and is my comfort zone.











CHANGMAI
Not here, but there this heart seemingly beats. helplessly, I dragged my feet, turned my eyes away from Changrai's beggars. Do their feet get cut running barefooted on the paths? Are they going to beg for life? The looks in their eyes... "wrenched i feel", says this heart.

Then, the sight of child beggar delightful's run. He was given. a can of pepsi. His mother is the first person he ran to. He need not say anything. His run, his outstretched arm with the pepsi shows so much excitement. the eyes are not sad, for that moment. How many such moments will they have? once, twice?

The tourist left. The public phone is then vacant. Child raced to the phone. Coin operated phone. climbs to reach the slot of the phone where coins are returned. He looked not once, but more. It is like hunting for something, in a space smaller than my hand. He does not give in to disappointment easily. He treats himself to music. By climbing more, to reach the receiver. suddenly the phone seems tall to me. I am sometimes irritated when the phone is ringing"Dooo-drew...Dooooo-drew..." Especially when it's very urgent! Why do I give in to being irritated.....when this ringing sound is music to the child. Why?

I felt so much there. that I did not know what to do with my emotions.

Anyone wants to go for dec's India misson trip?

Can learning photography or film help in mission field?

I pray I trust God more.