I wasn't chosen to go (the chooser had to pick 2 people from my age group to go to the Doulos for 2 days). Well, I was almost chosen. Almost.
There was a time that me and May were in the same car with the chooser. The chooser asked May if we were here in Kuching this holiday, and May said that we were not going to be here. She did not specify that 4 of my family members would be going on holiday but not me. So the chooser assumed that I was going away too. One thing to learn: Don't make an ass outta u and me (well, actually you only but blah). It was just a teeny misunderstanding.
Time to say bye bye to my chance to spend almost two whole days on the Doulos. And if anyone out there (because I know there are such people) who are gleeful and want to cheer because I didn't get chosen and dare to say it to me, I'll block your sorry -censored-. =]
Ah well, God's will be done. I'm pretty sure He knows what He's doing (maybe He knows that Imma gonna puke on board). Onlining and talking to some people have made me feel much better. ^^ That's what friends are for right? x]
Anyway, have a good day everybody! -drinks milo-
