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silence.

im tired but still im going to write this entry before i get some rest.
school've been really tiring and i barely have enough sleep.
ive been staying up real late during weekends and that aint helping me replenish
my energy. i better rest more so i won't fall sick any time soon.
on saturday night after church, a whole bunch of us went back to our old church.
Mount sophia. how much fun and memories we had there on that lil hill.
needn't to say, the building is all locked-up and theres even bulb wires at the gate.
all electricity was already cutted off and you can picture how dark it was.
so as you people all know, our church would be in pitch dark state.
we had to climb in. after we got pass the gate. we went towards the auditorium.
to our surprise, we saw a black figure getting up and walking towards us.
he was putting on his white sa-rong while walking towards us.
we tried to talk to him but he just simply stood there and stare at us.
imagine how freaky is it to see such a strange black figure appeared in our old church
and yet he doesnt talks at all! since he was getting in our way to the auditorium,
we decided to walk towards the basketball court instead.
then we took a lil tour around the indian school block with our miserable mobile phone's light.
after that, we lingered around the basketball court talking bout what we used to do there.
having fun in the rain, playing soccer and all sorts of activities.
before we get all biten by mosquitos and soaked with our sweat, we decided to get outta church. just when we are going to climb out the gate, the indian guy walked towards us. everyone panicked and started climbing real fast, incase he gets too close for comfort. who knows what he is going to do?! after we got out of church, he went back and took his keys and came back to the gate.
he pushed the gate a little and tried opening the lock. we began walking away fast.
oh now, we kinda figured out that he's the security guard or something. well, thats that.
i miss our old church!

stamp'd 17:01

Sunday, August 14, 2005