High.. then low..

Today was the Project J Christams Party, on the ninth day of christmas. I actually am not sure why its 12 days of christmas. Iill find out later.Anyway, we had almost everything as usual, fellowship, prayer worship (its cool music), session proper, then closing prayer. Todays session was nice cause everyone shared their own individual christmas experiences. Somehow, I enjoy lsitening to them, just how they bought presents for their old grandparents, had dinner at their aunts house, went back to the philippines singing door to door carols. Its just, I dont know, appealing to the heart. Then dont know why either, I got quite high during the closing prayer, though it didnt really show much. One of the songs was the twelve days of christmas thing. Lol it was really fun. Met some people I havent seen in a while too. Helped pack up everything then went home. Oh and there was teh delifrance those kind of bread, the hard hard one with some sugar bits sprinkled all over. Havent eaten those in a long time.

And heres something really funny about Si Ling who shared her experience.

Host: So how was the midnight mass different from the normal masses that you have attended?
Si Ling: Oh, got more people lor. Got a lot of altar boys also.
Jamie: Then you must be very happy la. *grins*
Si Ling: No la, dont have the one I want to see. [blushes]

Lol her answers are really cute.

I came home wanting to post how high I was from the party. Then I went random (or maybe not so random) blog surfing and then saw some stuff which dampened everything. Like psssss, then all the excitements gone. Lol Im making this very ambiguous so that the people Im ranting at are not obvious. Or actually Im ranting at no one in particular, just angsting. Like how come although we were all together before, now only a selected few stay together, and leave everyone else out, even when say some of them want to join in. Then they only invite that selected few, forgeting about all the rest, that selected few get to know more people, and the cycle goes on, somewhat like a poverty trap. Or the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer. Something like that.

Lol it sounds so stupid being so ambiguous. Maybe Iill start keeping a diary and stall this 5 or 6 posts blog. Some things are really more private and the blogs really too public. Actually blogs are ironic in the sense that its supposed to be personal and private yet its public. Yeah I think I might start a diary. Its the new year, so just try something new.

I tried meditating prayerfully to stop random angsting. Wish I could just forget that I had ever known these people. ARH. Dammit Im angsting on the new year. I will try meditating again.