Feels Like It's Time to Dream Again

I'm gonna blog again. Here goes.

The last duty was tiring, and but turned out welfare for me.

This morning, woke up with cold. Runnig nose.

Cut hair. I intended to cut on stand-by week, but sergeants wanted us to cut because CSM cut no. 2... What the... To avoid being picked on, we followed the suggestion.
Heard that Kim and Mab cut hair this week too. I wonder how do they look now?

Running nose. To think Mab also has running nose today.. =.=

Jol said she lost her phone and the numbers' waiting to be activated. I wonder when it'll be ready.

Last night, T-NS went to watch Spiderman 3. I was doing duty. What a pity to miss out being with them.

Jane Joy came back from Thai camp.

May... June... Soon, it'll be over.

Motive. Purpose. Focus. Promise. Will.

I had several weird dreams last night. One of the dream is about a friend.

The setting goes like this: my friend sat on my left, side by side. Then, as we chat, my friend began to tear while talking. I could feel the tension and struggle from my friend. "Hold my hand." I held the right hand with my right hand. I clasped it. Suddenly, I could feel a very deep undescribable sense of sadness and loss. I prayed to God. I could not do anything. I felt so unhelpful. I lifted what I could not do to Him who can do it. That moment of silence and tension had yet to cease. I added my left hand to cover my friend's hand and brought it close to my chest, where my heart is.

I could not do anything. I could only be there. I could only pray and trust in Him to do what I cannot do.

Comfort.

In all my weaknesses and limitations, I still want to know you.

Motive.