So, the pastor talks about Baptism.

Then, I realized how important it is.

Lastly, I hoped to become a better daughter of God and my parents.

Anyways, today church was fun. The worship team was ALL wearing BLACK. It was like a freaking' funeral, which is OBVIOUSLY NOT. I love the singing, then I realized, I miss God quite a lot. It's like I've not spoken or got close with God for a long time, I feel happy during those moments. I so need to get back in track with Yahweh.

After service, the youth went crazy and they were all beating the drums and playing the instruments and blabbing weird Indian words which is definitely not Indian words. It looked like a happy funeral. What the shit.

We went to Bishan to eat. The food court stuff was SUPER cheap. It was super filling too and I had Tom yam, not bad. We talked, Darren started making fun of me and ___ and I was so embarrassed when he looked into my phone and saw the pictures. I deleted them right off after that. My oh my, I was like 0_0!

Went home, all hot and sweaty and ran up to bath. Lastly, I rot at home and I hate steak. Yucks. Honestly, I have no idea why people treat it as though its some expensive cuisine. To me, it's like uncooked meat. Ewww.

Oh oh OH! I saw Mr.ang and his wife. Mr.Ang looked like a begger, no offence and his wife was like way out of his league. What the hell.