To demonstration of an honest struggle laced with hope, trust, patience, knowing that it is bound to end; this perpetual funk is bound to come to a joyful close where it all begins to make sense.
Friday, April 25, 2008
it is rare indeed to get visitors at my apartment. however, last weekend, the first grade teacher (chris) was having a party at his apartment for the first graders and their parents (the huge class of 4). this party swelled into a party for the entire church (well, minus the americans) ...leaving children tromping around all evening. i was hanging out in my apartment, doing my thing, when the girl-kids all came over, immediately asking for food and candy. they plopped down on my bed and watch 3 episodes of Sponge Bob (dubbed in korean, obviously). honestly, i didn't mind. it was kind of fun having other life in my place for once. besides, they now think i'm cool because i gave them cookies and let them watch tv for an hour and a half.
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