i just had supper, again! for the dunno how many millionth time. staying in hall makes me eat suppers like nobody's business. which is damn bad cos it's not good to eat then sleep straight after.

Chelsa and i were saying that maybe we're subconsciously depressed, which would explain why we're eating so much rubbish lately. but i'm not really subconsciously depressed i think. ahahaha maybe that's why they call it SUBCONSCIOUS. below the consciousness. underneath the awareness. SUB!

am gonna shower then finish the webcast from this afternoon. there's also ministry work to be done, maybe i'll do that after the webcast. i need more hours in my day aaaaahh!


someday we'll know why the sky is blue
someday i'll know why Samson loved Delilah
one day i'll go dancing on the moon
someday i'll know why i wasn't meant for you.


i've bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
rainbows are pretty and magical. they're the symbol of happy endings and happy whatevers. have you ever seen a rainbow in a sad ending? so, would you like a rainbow painted heart, i say? a happily-ever-after kind of love. they don't occur quite as often as they used to, it seems. but then again, golden seashells and rainbow hearts would be what i'd paint for you. fragile sea glass and bottled sea sand would be what i'd pick for you. everything, would be what i'd say to you.

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