Ever since I could remember, I've never felt this sick. It feels like I did the 12 minute run, then the beep test, played a full game of basketball then got beat up by the gangsters down the block. But I would be in the hospital if those things actually happened. I just worked for 9 straight hours (6-3am), w/out any break and made at least 150 sandwiches, and I'm being serious now. And it's all because of the stupid-ness in our management. Oh well, that's life.

I asked for worship, cuz I need one really bad. Don't know if I just miss it, or I just want to have a stress reliever and feel that 'high' again. Whatever the reason was didn't matter anymore, all I know was I just needed one. Then came Ricoh Rally. One of the best worships I've been to. Reminded me of conference with the amount of people who went. So thank You for giving me one. I still get goosebumps whenever I do worships, which is good?

Father Stan was so awesome with his freestyles and classics! I finally heard some religious raps. If he had done that rapping before the mass, I wouldn't have believed that he is actually a priest. I hope that he would be invited in the upcoming conference here.

March break wouldn't be a real March break for me. I have to finish an 8 page report for careers, finish that Mockingbird book (why wouldn't someone just kill that bird!?) and practice on my trumpet-ing. All of those while our grandmother and aunt will be here. I hope that I could squish all of those in our schedule.

*KFC here I come!
*High G! booyah!
*Your body is the Lord's, your body is not your own. The media has a plan, to drag you down to the zippazone (?spelling?)!