Friday Night

It's that day again. It's Friday. This day is always greatly looked forward to during the crazy week. The day that makes everything worth while. Dropping the world to come before God as who I am, standing in His courts giving Him due worship.
Today, we sang a beautiful song inspired by Psalms 27.Once again rekindling the flickering ember within me. Here's the song:

YOU ARE LORD-HILLSONGS UNITED
You are my light and salvation
In whom shall I fear
You are the strength of all my days
Of whom shall I be afraid
Though war may rise against me
Of this will I be sure

That I will the Lord forever
I'll bless your holy name
Yes I will bless the Lord forever
I'll bless your holy name

Lord it is you I desire
It's you that I seek
To live with you in your house forever
Beholding your beauty
And in the time of trouble
Of this will I be sure

That I may bless the Lord forever
I'll bless your holy name
Yes I will bless the Lord forever
I'll bless your holy name


You asked me who do I
Say that you are and I
Say that you are the Christ

Son of the Living God

Then we played this Bible game show thingy which was really fun XD I was in the Empowerangers which was my idea for once. hahaha. We ended up with negative 341 points because of Pius' brilliant bonus question, but we had buckets of laughter and fun anyway.
Then as usual, the time comes where i sit and have a heart to heart talk with JP. Well, this week he was empty, that's what he tells me. The pinnacle of dead-ness. WHY? gosh.. my heart breaks as he tells me that. I don't know where all his life has gone. Praise and Worship as illumiated him a bit so he claims. When he tells me bout his bruised knuckles, i nearly cried. Okay, I'm not being overly dramatic. I'm DEAD serious(lol.. private joke..). He may say his emotions have drained away somewhere into the deep blue sea. But I feel what he can't feel down to the last drop. I can feel everything, sucks for me. And the worst part he tells me, is there is nothing i can do to bring him back to life. sigh..
He says what I can do is to remain happy and cool and that should speed up the process of his natural emotional healing agents at work. The moon tonight was so beautiful.

Okay, venting time.
Friday nights are always really awesome and revive my drooping spirits. But the second i step into the car to go home something almost always happens to send me tumbling back to the ground. My dear eu fern msged me asking me about when to go badminton camp. She got me so damn exited over it before even knowing half the details. That's what we were trying to sort out. SO.. I asked my dad about it. Brief mentioning to be exact. And immediately, he wasn't too happy about it. And he didn't even give me a real reason why not. GOSH that conversation REALLY pissed me off there. Seriously, my parents don't get me. I'm serious when I say they think I'm some depressed messed up kid who cannot be reached but no, I'm not. I'm just misunderstood by them. Boy do i sound emo.
Anyway...
So i was really pissed off at that. I mean, i really wanna go like really badly.And gosh they gotta stop thinking I'm a freaking 5 year old or something. More reason to hold something againts them. My sister is going for two camps in a row then to christmas carolling (why i din join those is another tedious story), my brother is gonna have tons of outings with his friends before he goes off to study next year. I AM NOT gonna waste my holidays ROTTING at home doing nothing. I wanna do SOMETHING. Badminton camp is an anwesome way to spend my holidays i know. Not only for the fun which is probably what my parents are thinking. But i SERIOUSLY wanna train and push myself and see how damn far i can go and achieve SOMETHING. If my parents can't understand that and still refuse to let me go, I'm gonna run away and live in Jakarta. Okay yea, exaggeration much but i WILL be EXTREMELY mad and I will not speak to them. SERIOUSLY. See how they want me for Christmas.
Sometimes I wonder if they know me at all.