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haha.. today's paul's first book out day!! we're the lucky ones to see him in his botak head.. wahah.
went to fish and co for dinner.. *cos paul say if he eat hawker he'll cry* lols.. he suffered enough in camp le la.. spare him this time!
then went to coffee bean to chill awhile before going home...
oh! i forgot to mention!! we went to TIMES to shop for books..haha. suprised eh? bao jia went to SHOP FOR BOOKS! lols. okay la..i boughtt 1 book.. cos i haven finish my other books..so have to control myself =P

messaged alittle before sleeping... and i had a bad dream.. haha. not cos of the messaging la.. but.. that dream had a great impact on me =(

hmm..i fall quite fast into my sleep... cos was really tired.. haha.

then i was brought into this scene.. (er..ya..dreams are broken u see)

everybody was panicking i think..
then i heard that my grandpapa was dying liao.. at first was nothing to me.. i mean..yar.
then until his last few breaths he was gonna die.. i suddenly broke down n cried so badly, holding his hand and said :" YEYE, u have to believe in Jesus Christ or u'll not enter heaven! u must believe that he's your only Saviour..."
yeye: "yes i believe abit..."
me:" but u must admit now!!"
okay.. i broke down n cried even harder... in my ddream la..
then... i said somthing like "tell the pastor u believe Jesus now! quick!"
then i heard the noisy priest.. that kinda priest chanting..
then.. he was in this coffin.
er.. then i woke upp.. cant remember whether he died in my dream or not..
okay... he dint die when he was lying in his coffin..he was still alive.. haha. i told you dreams are broken..

(days before the retreat i was in malaysia... to attend my yeye's brother's wake...he was that kinda buddist kind..so i kinda still remember the scene and all.. thats y the "priest" scene appeared in my dream i guess...)

but during the whole thing(my dream) i was crying like nuts.
a very scary feeling that i'll lose him anytime.. i just cant control myself.
although he's alive n well now... but the scary feeling and the burden to spread the gospel to him is still stuck in me..
i think God is trying to speak to me.. even today's sermon waas about the burden to be a good christian and to bring your un-believed family members before Christ...
oh man.. suddenly i'm engulfed in terrible agony.. and sadness?

even today i wake up.. i just don feel like talking.. total ston-ness..
the scary feeling still feels yucky..

haha.. okayy.. i'm better now.. realising it's a dream..
but never felt so scared after one night's sleep..

yucks...
=(
pray for my family!! =)
thankss...

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