The previous post was really long, but I felt I just HAD to post it.

It feels good to be worshipping god. After listening to christian songs in the church for 5+ hours, you cannot help but feel that it's something you never get tired of. Even if the songs are still ringing in your head and you want to sleep but you can't since you keep 'hearing' the songs.

Anyway.

Spent the five hours in church doing handicraft with the teens for the youth rally. Although handicraft and origami are not a man's job, we still managed to do a rather good job. Heh. Worked like slaves. But still God's "slaves".

Anyone whom I have been hanging out with would know that I'm learning to play the bass guitar in church to serve. It's really great, I'm excited, don't get me wrong. But lessons have been going at a snail's pace; I'm starting to wonder if I'll ever be good enough to serve in Feb. I don't think it's good enough to just practice on the EADG strings on a folk guitar, I need experience.

On the other hand, when I'm progressing with my guitar playing pretty quickly, starting on barre chords after 2 months to me is really good. I feel that I also want to serve with the guitar. That's where the problem lies. The bassists look to me and junwei to play the bass in the future. My cell mates look to us to play the bass too. But I'm just not learning fast enough. The pressure is creeping in. I'm finding that playing the guitar is more feasible. Yet I still want to play the bass.

Rambling in Dillemia. Time to pray.

Over.

Now Listening to: Train
By: Ordinary