i know i should be calm during these times. ive tried, and it is not that easy. i reckon it is good enough for me that i dont have any breakdown so far. i even cant cry i dont know why. is it a part of me getting more mature? or i simply have lost all my tears?
okay, dont tell me that uni is not everything. i know, it is not. but i just cant screw this up at this very second. i am just doing the best i can do, not merely because i want a good result. but this is the ultimate thing that would proof what ive learnt in these past 4 years. and i dont know if you re not in the same stream with me, but i do really find a passion in whatever im doing. and im grateful for this opportunity to be able to study what i really like.
few seconds later after that crazy thoughts inside e cab, i realised; that this is also a part of my journey. and im so close already to e end. im going to pay 50 bucks for the cab, means i should get things done. and probably all these hurdles ive been going thru, God let them happen. they may need to be there for me, to change me, to shape me. and the process, is truly painful :s. again about the yoke,
it may seem that i am holding it by myself, cause i cant see God through my literal eyes. but by faith, i believe that He shares the burden with me. so i decided, keep going len, just keep going.
i finally arrived at danny's place in albans, paid 56 bucks for the cab! and then danny helped me bringing my stuff and showed me the way in. i imagined, it was just a little house with a small garage and workshop next to it. but when i followed him, it was more than that. how do i describe this.. it was like those little houses you see on story books; it has a garden at the back, with blooming flowers and pink bicycles laying around, and also a trampoline! yes. how cool is that. and to be able to go into the workshop area, there is this small walking path, between the gardens among the bushes. and tada! finally, i see the diy leather workshop!
how obscured and pretty this place is.
danny turned on the fan, opened the garage door, swich on tv and went to take a bottle of chilled apple juice. and we started to chat, what to do first, what to do next. and because, this is australia, he also talked alot about this former aspirations, his boat projects, oz govt, his childhood, first job and so on and so on..
we worked on my leather disks for 4 hours. it was almost 5, and i told myself, ellen u should go home. it is 5 oclock and ure in st albans. but the work was still on its way and when i started to contemplate with myself, i saw this little girl came down to the workshop and smiled. her name is miranda and she is 6 years old. she got black hair and beautiful brown eyes. ok, she is the one who made me stayed bit longer.
danny went to look for brush for quite a while. and i was left with miranda. we played abit building this 'upside-down' city from leather scraps and sticky tape. oh gosh, she is so sweet and smart *gw gemeeeessss*. i showed miranda how my chair is going to look like at the end and she said that the disks now looks like a ball rather than what it is going to be. then she said she wanted to help.
so, glueing was the last task of the day. danny, miranda and me were trying to do our job quick. and at 6, we wrapped things up. abo was keep calling me asking where i am, she knows st albans better than me, it was 6 and i havent even leave that place.
thank God, for the existance of kind people in this earth. danny and miranda sent me to the station so that i wouldnt need to catch a bus neither a taxi.
my whole body was in sore. it had been a tiring day, and i just sat next to a window and embracing the outside scenery, thanking God for the day that passed.
tottenham. pretty.
i arrived home at 7 and i am glad when i saw those familiar faces were waiting for me. then we started fa and praised the Lord for His goodness til today.
(:
more to come,
more to fight for.
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