Something that happened on the way back totally struck me.
Amazing, really. How God speaks to us in so many different ways. How he sometimes makes us wait for the answer for a reealllly long time, or reply us the next minute.
Amazing.

Sorry i haven't been blogging much lately. School ( and eyebags) are catching up, and i have been real tired lately. There's a ton of work, and i still havent mastered my algebra. I just can't grasp it. All the bring overs to balance crap, i'm like, whuuut.

I still don't bother listening in chinese, cause i can just read the things on my own. Its easier for me that way. I can't do well in the exams cause i don't understand the passage, What we do in class is learn new phrases, so i can read that myself. Listening in chinese ain't gonna help. I just needa practice.

This guy came up to me on my journey back home.I was praying for God to speak to me, about this guy when he came to me. Don't get the wrong idea. I dont have a boyfriend or anything. :D haha. This man was Prolly in his 40s or 50s. He asked if i was schooling and all. Then he suddenly came to a topic on boys. He told me not to fall for guys who we meet on the street, or smoething. And he said, something about guys on the chatroom, who can sweettalk so much, but how sly and tricky they can be. saying that i had a lot more time, but i shoul use it to study. Cause once i get the qualification, i can get money.

I personally think that he's quite a materialistic person, cause he said that if you have money, you can get anything you want. The boys will come to you, not you to them. And of all things he could use for examples, he said that once i can get money, i can pay th guys to come over to sleep, stead of them asking me. I just laughed. But i found that a real bad example for a 13 year old.

Then i wondered, If he was actually a little messenger of God, i doubt he'd be using prostitution as an example. haha, oh wells. I'm contradicting myself. I don't know if it was REALLY God. You might wanna cancel out the first paragraph. Or maybe this. Maybe it was Satan who knew i was praying. Haha, we'll never know. And my first impression of him was pretty bad anyway. Geez.