Simply Thoughts.

This is the current Book i am reading. Yes. As you can can very vividly see, the exams have made me nuttier than squirrel shit. And because I have forgotten how to bum, i have turned to this book. Clever ain't it. =)

"To do nothing," as Oscar Wilde said,

"is the most difficult thing in the world."

Material Science

A big thanks to all of you who have prayed for me today. The paper wasn't as bad as i had expected it to be.
I'm Glad. Thank God. =)

Its all About You.

Don't know what to say to make you laugh.
Don't know what to do to make you smile.
Don't know how to be myself.
When you're around me.

Just wish you would keep that smile.
Never let the tears roll down your face.
I remember the sparkle in your eyes,
the music in your voice.
Carrying them with me, from place to place.

Don't know what to make
for your next birthday,
don't know what to do to make you stay,
Don't ever want to hear you say
I've hurt you in any way.

Perhaps I've done things unforgivable.
Maybe its things that I've said.
All the broken pieces of our past.
Are thrown up and forgotten,
When you smile and say "It's okay."

Its all about you.
I want to see your smile,
hear your laughter.
Be there when u cry.
So that i can wipe those tears away
to see those wonderful eyes.

Something wonderfully Sinister

I came back home, and saw Pain sitting on my bedsheets with Frustration lazing in his lap.
"Here to stay again?" I asked. A little bewildered.
"Yep, the last guy killed himself. So there wasn't really any point in staying. " He gazed a painful look.

"Screaming with a voice I cannot find,
desperately trying to be someone I'm not.
Drinking the salty tears that flood the eyes.
And fighting to hold the flurry of thoughts.
Like the deepness of the transcient night."

"Staying for long?" I asked casually as I removed my socks and threw them one side.
"Wellllll... Maybe for a couple of days. Then I'll go off to look for some poly kid. School has just started. "He stroked Frustration lightly on the cheek and she giggled childishly.

"Well. How are you feeling?" He queried.
"rather obnoxious. If you must know. Never felt more nauseous."
"Aw. Come on. Cheer up. I'm here with you till the exams end." He grinned and gave Frustration a wink. She had been flinging my books off the table. She stopped to look at him and gave a hearty laugh.

"Pain and Frustration frolicking upon the bed
woven beautifully of precious shame and guilt.
Adding to the lonely fragile wreckage,
of deep ecstatic emotional baggage
That is suppose to make me."

"Well. Since you're here.. You want anything to drink?" I sigh.
"Beer? Alcohol?" he ponders.
"alright." I reply as I head out of my room. "That can be arranged. Anything else?"

Frustration looks me in the eyes. She gleams."Get him anything. Anything to ease the pain."

"A silent solace in the darkness that I hide.
Admist the life of strife and pain.
From the blinding reality of failed expectation,
I pray, please do not let my heart be torn apart.

in vain."

Ahhh i hate Boolean logic.

(x-x)(x+x) = (x-x)(x+x)
x^2-x^2= (x-x)(x+x)
x(x-x)= (x-x)(x+x)
x=(x+x)
Let x = 1
1=2?

haha. wat the heck. physics.
This is befuddling.

10 mins later....

Ah HAH! i solved it. haha good. i'm so proud of myself. ahaha

Jokes part 2

Q:What do you call a Tuna being Interrogated?
A: A"Grilled" Tuna

Q:Why did the chiken cross the road.
A: His fellow chiken coughed.

Q: What word starts with "E ends with "e" and has only one letter?
A: Envelope.

Q:What do you call a pig doing karate?
A:Pork Chop

Q:Why couldn't the young boy watch the pirate movie?
A:Because it was ARRRRR Rated!

Q:Would you use to paint the sun and the wind....?
A: The sun rose, and the wind blue.

Question: If you're cross-eyed and have dyslexia, can you read all right?

My favourite website

http://jonathan.youaremighty.com/

Just change my name to yours in the above link.
have fun.

New ton.

This is rather distressing. Simplifying distressing. I've read the physics text a couple of thousand times and still don't understand it. Distressing indeed. Like a penguin in the Sahara. Poor penguin.

I wonder how Newton came up with those laws. One thing I'm pretty sure is, he definitely wasn't sitting in front of the computer blogging away. I should stop blogging. Its a milestone to my Nobel prize winning. He also probably wasn't on MSN talking to girls as well. I shall stop that too. There. That should do it. Now I think I'm set.


oh wait. A tree! I need a tree to sit under. Many great men sat under trees when they thought of great ideas....


*Note to Nick: when u move into your new house. You can paint a tree on one of the walls so u can "Sit" under it. Do tell me if you reach enlightenment. I'd repaint my entire room.

Picky. Nitty bitty picky

Nick says women are picky. haha. Cuz I mentioned that someone's a picky girl. (someone. haha.)
(With Nick sitting beside me. And Kim opposite me. )
The conversation went like this:
Me: " she's a little bit picky. But she's nice. really. A different girl."
Nick:"Aren't all women picky?"
Me" No what... Not all.. At least. I don't think so.."
Nick AND Kim:" ..ALL WOMEN ARE PICKy."

Kim:" You mean you DIDN'T KNOW?!."

This has led me to discover that perhaps, I have been living on pulau hantu for the last 2 decades. I had. No. Idea. If it was just Nick, I would've taken it with a pinch of salt. But Kim too...? This is rather disturbing. I must update my library of general knowledge before it becomes the architect of my demise.

Another mystery to add to the knowledge I have about women. Which is close to nothing BUT its growing. So well. Swell.

Then I went out with Nick after the paper and he said that it wasn't a bad thing that girls were picky. (oh yes. The paper was horrible, I tell you. Worse than stale bread.)
That if the girls weren't picky . The world might pretty much be "any old how". Since guys were "any old how" most of the time. I have to agree.

Now I have an excuse to be "any old how."

better. sigh.

Ann's nice. she tried to send me this picture of Mr Bean super-imposed onto Mona Lisa's picture.
haha. thanks girl. The picture didn't work though, i have it already(from jolene). But the thought that someone cared did. I'm cheered up already.
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People, are perhaps the weirdest things life can offer.
Sometimes it takes so little to make someone happy. So little to make someone sad.
Somtimes all it takes is a listening ear, to make a whole lot of difference.

I never did quite understood how it worked. Or why God had perhaps wired us in such a profound way.

"But i didn't do much." you reply with a laugh.
"you heard me out.. and that's enough." I smiled.

When i think back about the times i lent my ears to someone else. It really didn't seem like much and i start pondering after i put the phone down. If the person on the other side of the line, is really really alright.

Until now perhaps i realise. It really does makes all the difference.
Between a mile and a mere metre.
Between the world in its universe.

Thanks for hearing me out.

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My sister is really adorable.
I told her about my traumatising paper. She told me she said she TOTALLY understood how i felt.
Stupidly, I was mopping rather badly in my sorrow and despair and didn't hear her, till she leaned over and whispered in my ear.

In this tiny barely audible voice:
" I got 10/50 for my A math."

I looked at her in utter bewilderment and disbelief.How? oh man... poor thing...

But it did it.
My frown turned to a smile, which unbearably broke into a grin.
I bit my lip(my cheeks still tight from smiling) and told her "its okay.".

then she grinned at me, and replied.
"ya. its okay for you too."

I gave her a hug. She did in return.
It felt tons better.
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Math

That was the most horrendously incredulously horrible paper i have ever taken in my life. I've never felt stupider, lets just put it that way.
Flipped the first two pages of the paper, realised i couldn't do a sum, panic-ed and promptly forogt all that i had learnt in the past 4 four weeks of pre-exam studying.

I've never had a panic attack before. Honestly. Its rather traumatic. But its okay. nothing i can't deal with. oh well lifescience next.



*Mental note to self: Shall stop talking to smart idiots. They make you depressed. Stay away from people until the end of exams. =/

Dream

"You know me." The figure smugly sat there and stared at me with glassy eyes.

"No i don't." I felt a hard lump in my throat. He looked so familiarly disturbing. So disturbingly familiar.

"Yes you do. I'm a part of you that you can't reconcile with." The staring intensified.

I was shocked. I didn't know what to say. I stood there rooted, unable to move. I looked at the Figure that stood before me. It can't be. I stared some more. Shifting my eyes all over the place taking in bits of details.

"I refuse to believe all this. What makes you so sure... That you're a part of me.?!"
It was so oddly strange i just could not take it all in. The ugliness of the man, the way he was so queer and annoying. The way he just stared into you eyes. The way he was that people could never accept him. I couldn't take it.

"You know i'm part of you. Part of you that you can't accept. Part of you. That which you can't deal with. That which you throw away, push back, to hide in the dusty corners of your mind." THe figure got up to walk closer to me.

I just could not accept it. I snapped and woke up, gasping for breath. So very very exhausted.

I don't know what to make of this. I suppose i have to learn to forgive myself once again.

to-do-list.

AH hah!
away with the bumming and away with the i-wish-i-had-done-this-and-that-hogwash-humbug-ding-dong-bell-mentality-of-a-washed-out-spider-bitten-ninja-turtle-monkey-king-of-a-stupid-procrastinating-mentality.

a To-do-list!
I am a genius!!!

now to put it into action.
after the exams of course. =)

Crap.Loads of Censorship

I finished up the coffee. Or. Whatever was left of that obnoxious liquid. It came from one of the coffee shops in Jurong. Its so stupendously bad I think a cockroach would die drinking it. Ah well.. I need the caffeine badly.

Back to studying with Adeline(I have invariably changed the names to protect the people involved.)She's bursting to talk. Which isn't exactly delectable since I'm trying to cramm stuff into my head. But I'm saturated to the point of crystallization so I give in anyway.

It never fails to amuse her to talk about BGR(Boy Girl Relationship). The way she suddenly comes to life before you when the topic is brought up is amazing. Almost phenomenal. She starts to fill me in on the latest bits of juicy scandals that are humming around like flies to a rotten banana. And I can't say I'd like to join in myself and divulge some secrets of my own.

Only I don't. If there's one thing I've learnt: Gossip is probably the only thing that travels faster than light.

So I'm there, absorbing bits of information. And forming silly little opinions of people. (Which is very wrong of me) And I start to wonder about my personal love life.
This is rather disturbing. Doubting my self-worth. Disturbing indeed.

I've recently met this girl. (I can picture all of you suddenly sitting up in your seats =/)

She's been fabulous. The conversations I've had with her are fantastic. Only problem is she's mildly vegetarian. I once laughed at a friend who fell in love with a vegetarian. The funny part is that he's almost carnivorous. (Must've evolved from a T-Rex or something.) And they say like poles attract. Well this one takes the cake.

Yes I have digressed rather badly. Back to the girl. I haven't confessed that I love food.(or have I?)Well. Frankly IF I didn't believe in Christianity, Gluttony be my new religion. And Now I have to meet a girl who's wildly into vegetables. Ha... Oh no. He's gonna sooooo... gonna laugh at me. (That friend has gotten an omnivore of a girl the last time I heard. Yes. So he's SOO gonna laugh.)

I have suddenly decided to not talk about the girl for fear the paparazzi will appear at my door. And my friends will squeeze every single bit of detail out from me like a ripe pimple. I will not succumb to all your insistent probing. Ha. I shall run to Beirut. haha

Enough of the idle chatter. To books!

Jokes.

Q: Why could the invisible man be seen after his wife gave birth?
A: He became apparent. ie a parent

Q:How many feet are in a yard?
A:Three. or depends how many people are in it.

Q:What did the tree say to the bird?
A: Leaf me alone.

Q:What is the thinnest book in the world?
A:The book titled "What men know about women."

Q: Why is the nose in the middle of the face?
A:Because the middle is the scenter.

Q:What is the most inquisitive state?
A:WHYoming.

Q:How does the pilot get from one floor to the next?
A:He takes the flight of steps.

Q: How did the letter E drown?
A:when a man was drowning and calling for "HEEEEELLLLPPP"
"HEEEEELLLLL"
"HEEEEEEE"
"HEEEEEE"
"EEEEE"
"EEE"
"EE.....blop,blop,blop,blop"
That's the way E drowned
or
E was in the middle of the sEa.

Q: What is the noisiest book in your house?
A: The YELL-ow pages.

Q:How do u get a blonde onto the roof?
A: Tell her the drinks are on the house.


ahhhh!! enough. hahaha.
back to studies.=)

The baby.

She's been puffing her cheeks at me for the past half hour.

I wonder what makes her do that. Does it give her a sense of achievement? Does she have Dissociative Identity Disorder and thinks she's perhaps a puffer fish?? Or maybe she's been watching too much power puff girls... maybe.

Its rather distracting. The pretty girls. The juicy Beef-fantastic meals... all the distractions. But this one tops the charts. The single one-man baby distraction.

I wonder which moron taught her that. Its very distracting.
I have this strange compelling urge to pinch those adorable cheeks.

perhaps i'm abnormal.
or paedophilic.
ah well. stop thinking and do some work jon. =/

Have a break. have a...?!?

I ate the kit kat in the fridge.
It was too depressingly tempting. The dark velvety chocolate surface was peeking out of the wrapper in such a passive aggresive way i simply had to eat it.

If I find anymore, they are going to be happily gobbled up by me.
At the rate i'm going, I'm gonna ballon up like a
schizophrenic pufferfish.

haha. i like that phrase.
Yes. it shall be the thought of the day. =)
together with:

as envious as the grass.

good. Study time. =)

Blogging.

Blogging has become rather dead. Simply because i see no point in complaining about the foul mouthed ah lians(female gangsters) who sit in Macs just to swear.
I'll not complain about the ant that persisted in landing on me whilst i studied.
or even.. Maybe...

The sort to rant about the horrid buzzing fly.
or the sort who kisses a baobab tree.
Though I'd pretty much rather,
Be racing a hamster on an eating spree.

I'd much rather have fishes in MacDonald.
Than those silly chimpanzees.
I'd much rather have more brain cells.
And possibly a lot of money.

I'd rather much have Jesus.
Yes please Thanks. Really.
Better than the stupid insurance.
And no need for paper back guarantee! =)

I'd want happiness to grow on trees.
And you could throw depression into the sea. (makes it more blue.)
I'd also wish for world peace.
Just to make those buggers happy.

Alright. Okay.
Back to the mugging like a flea.
I hope i survive this round.
So you all won't miss me.

...too badly. =)

HAHaha!
Narcissistic-EGomaniac-of-a-nut-of-a-macdonald-camping-jon.
signing out.

Thankful

I'm thankful more than ever.
More thankful than i was for the wind in my hair when i looked up at the sky.
More thankful for the birds that serenaded a tune as they flew by.
More thankful than simple words
Could ever describe.

I know You're in charge of my life.
You're there in the darkest times, when I falter and I doubt.
Though i wish You weren't so quiet.
When i'm hurting terribly and i'm crying aloud.

You were there when the storm clouds gathered.
You were there during the wind and the rain.
You were there when i faltered
and slipped and doubted.
Because of all the pain.

You gave me more than i could ever ask for.
I just pray you don't stop loving me.
Now i understand how those people could have loved you.
I understand all you've put them through.

Just wanna say thanks to...

God. You're running the camp. I can tell. =) Dan Ng just said he felt the message wasn't long enough!! wow. haha. I love u so much.

The comm members. Who have put in so much effort. I'll organise a BBQ after my exams. u can come over and have settlers. =) I promise.

Eddie Lim. (you probably won't read my blog). For speaking to the youths despite such short notice. Thanks.

You're all very appreciated. I'm not good with thanking people. ITs rather embarressing. haha

Bummer.

I feel like such a quack.
Simply beacause i was supposed to study yesterday and did EVERYthing else but that.

So i shall boost my deflated ego simply because I believe optimists lead healthier lives. I swam 30 laps in 25 mins today!!! HAHA *round of incredulously loud and long applause* comapared to the previous 20 laps in 30 mins. This is a big jump. A couple laps closer to the Charity 3km swim(if there is one...)!!

I need to reduce the amount of time in the pool. A 3km swim would take about an hour(at the sad rate i'm going.) So when i'm out of the pool, I'd be as wrinkled as a century old prune. Not a very glad sight, i might say. (Don't want to be kidnapped for pre-mature aging research.)

Yes i shall leave for the national library soon to study.

And yes. All your people should stop reading.. go WORK!! *ahem ahem* or STUDY!! *cough cough cough* (no i don't have pneumonia.)

Or at leaset get yourselves treated of chronic busybody-itis. You are all busy, i'm pretty convinced and you all have bodies( that I'm ABSOLUTELY sure.). Hence all of you are busy bodies. (If there's anything i've learnt in life. Don't argue with a quack.)

HAha. just kidding. I'm sure you are all very concerned about my current life... oOOr have nothing better to do. I'd much prefer the latter. So since you all love me so much. I have posted the pinky and brain (not brian) and Animaniacs.

oh yea..
love you guys too.

And You.
Even though i'm busy busy busy.
I pray I'll never be too busy for You.
in hopes...
You'll not too busy for me too. =)

Pinky And the Brain

Animaniacs! again. hahaa

Garfield

Feelings.

Sad is a flower,
who's never seen the sun.
Fear is being stuck in a corner.
and unable to run.

Happy is a bird,
Singing in the trees.
Itchy is a dog,
who's back is full of fleas.

Curious is a toddler
who has just seen TV.
Jealous is a barren woman.
Hot is the taste of Wasabe.

Warmth is a cuppa milo
On a lazy day that's rainy,
Ecstacy is the kisses from a love one,
Never far too many.

Heavy is the elephant,
I think it weighs a ton.
And stress is knowing,
you've a million things undone.

i'm stressed. I think most of u can tell.
ahahah...

Heavy is the elephant.

Woke up too early

Woke up today to a dizzy misty morning. Supposed to take my dad's car to his office to study but ended up having a mountain of a breakfast with him and landing up in my school library. Don't ask me why or how. I'm still wondering myself too.

The incredible amount of food and lack of sleep has left me so sleepy, I've used an entire box of matches just trying to prop those heavy eyelids open. The extent I go to when i need to cramm information in is amazing.

Anyhow, was just reading a book on eyes. Or the study of it. It seems... that you might be able to tell a person's character by reading the features, color, brows, eye lids, etc. Which i think is a bunch of hogwash but still befuddles my inquisitive mind anyway.

According to the book. If you roll your eyes back and measure the amount of white that can be seen, then rolling your eyes down and measuring again. It is actually a good measure of hypnotizablity. More white= more hypnotizable. I'm not sure about how true this whole thingamajig theory really is.(Can't believe everything you read nowadays... because life has taught me to be skeptical.)

Anyhow. Confession: I've been trying self-hypnosis. Reason being, i hear it might actually improve studies.(Haha...I see some raised eyebrows.)

Its fairly simple actually. According to some psychologists,we are always getting ourselves into a trance. Like how we do something repetive and afterward try to recall if we've done it. I think they are refering to drifting into a semi-conscious state.( I haven't the foggiest idea. I'm not a psychologist.)

Based on that we can induce a learning technique based on a simple form of eye fixation described by James Braid.
"Pick a spot on the wall above the eye level that you can gaze at, so your eyes have to go up. As you do this now, jsut let your mind... relax. Notice that in a matter of moments, as you focus on that single spot, you begin to allow your awareness to expand outward in the periphery, if fact, you are sharply aware of the things on the left side of the periperhal vision... and now, the things on the right side of your peripheral vision... as you stay focus on the spot."

This enables the "Learning state". After this is achieved. Lower the eyes down on to the teacher or the board. According to some evidence, This technique actually synchronizes the two hemispheres of the brain.


To be honest. I've tried it and all i've gotten was a deep sense of relaxation, a higher ablity to concentrate and one or two eye cramps.( Didn't know those stupid things could cramp up.) Perhaps I'm low on the hypnotizablity scale. oh well. Can't ask for the sky can we. >_<

I need a coffee badly and perhaps some rock music to jolt my senses.
Back to the books.

What? Apa Ini?

Overheard this at KFC today.

Lady: "set 2."
Counter guy: "ok."
lady: "da bao." ("da bao" means to take away in chinese.)

Counter guy: "huh?"
lady: "da bao!"(starts to give an irritated look.)
Counter guy: "what? sorry...?"

The customer starts to get reallly frantic.
lady:"DA BAO. DA BAO!!!!"

The counter guy is rather taken aback by the sudden influx of foreign language and turns to ask his friend about what she had just said.

Counter guy: " She said she wants err... da bor."("da bor" is hokkien for male.)
Counter girl: "da bor?!" (look of bewilderment.)

She ponders upon this interesting fact for a while then focuses onto the lady at the counter who apparently has gone quite hysterical.

lady( frantically waving her arms): " DAAA BAO! DA BAO!"
Counter girl: "oh... she means da bao. Its takeaway."

The counter guy procedes to take out plastic bags which seem to have a very calming effect on the exhausted lady.

I'm terribly amused.
Whilst My friend Andrew is trying pathetically to stifle his laughs.

Note: The lady is a Chinese national, the counter guy is an indian and the counter girl is chinese.

Kampong Boy.

Sometimes i dream of running away to far off places. To places with 360 degrees of wonderful blue sky, unetched by tall skycskrapers or by planes in the clouds. To places where the streams of buffalos run, to waterfalls or to busy rivers.

To see the blue birds serenade a tune, to see the snow fall gently on a window sill.

I want to run from the familiar cafes that serve hot tea, the dusty concrete walks and toilets with horrendous fees. To run from fast food chains that have sprouted all over, to run from the malls and busy working professionals. To run from the construction sites that plague the city. To run from the teenage delinquents that hide at nooks and crannies.
To run to a place with no sense of time.(no insane schedules)

To swim in the rivers that flow. To watch the fireflies in their glow. To walk endless beaches filled with powdery sand, just to satisfy the gaps between the toes. To place where i can catch my breath from the crazy city life. Only to lose it again. To a beautiful sunrise.

And when i'm finally done, from all that running( I shall be tremendously fit and have a body of a greek god so I can then get the girl of my dreams.) I shall settle down and hopefully get married.
Wipe the dust off my shoes and possibly be, thankful for the city. But until then.

okok... so i love animaniacs...

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Psychology

Here is one of the reasons why I love psychology.

but before that... Here's a glimpse of how pyshcologists understand Biological Disorders(as far I am taught, just so you'd understand what I am about to share.)

Classifying Abnormal Behaviour (DSM-IV):
Axis I: Clinical Disorder
Axis II: PersonalityDisorders and mental retardation
Axis III: General Medical Conditions
Axis IV: Psychosocial and Environmentl problems
Axisv: Current level fo functioning.

Now for...

Psycho analysis of Gollum:

The main idea that is floating around.

It is generally believed: that gollum was classified as...

Axis I: Schizophrenia, Paranoid Type
They believe that he displayed characteristics of being schizo, like namely thinking that others are so jealous of his speacial characteristics. Hence, they felt threatened by these characteristics that they spy and plot against him. (delusions of persecusion)
Axis II: Personality Disorder NOS (Not Otherwise Specified)
That he had Anti social and narcissistic features. The way he refused to trust anyone, the way he wanted to kill the rest by leading them into a trap, etc.
Axis III: Deferred to physician.
Axis IV Proabably had problems with praimary support group, occupational problems, other problems associated with the social environment.
Axis V: GAF 11
I think its pretty self explanatory.


The British Medical Journal :
Suggests that he perhaps had
Axis I: Paranoid Schizophrenia.
Axis II: Schizoid


My lecturer thinks:
Axis I: "substance" dependance.
That perhaps he was addicted to a drug (the ring) of some sort which caused him to behave in the way he did.
Axis II: Boderline Personality Disorder.
Axis III: Deferred to physician. Question of thyroid problem given the size of his eyes.
Axis IV: Problems with primary support group, other problems related to the social environment.
Axis V: GAF 18

Wat i think:
Axis I: Anxiety Disorder
Axis II: Dissociative identity disorder(was formerly known as multiple personality disorder)
AxisIII: Anorexia, hair loss and possibly scurvey.
Axis IV: Problems with social support group.
Axis V: GAF 8

oh yes... here's a little clip on Gollum.

haha i think its alittle messy.
Will furthur elaborate when i get some reading done.

LandMug in a library

In the library now.
Trying to get some information into my silly head.

Shall try my very best not to get a brainfreeze.

He answered!

He answered my prayers today. I shall blog before i forget. Again.
Was swimming in the School Pool, when dark clouds started to loom above my head as if to gaze at the very voluptious caucasian who happen to be sun-bathing. Then from beneath the water's surface i saw tiny circular ripples.

"Dear God please don't let it rain, later so i can get to the library. Or just let it rain abit so i can stay cool when i walk to the library later."

When i hopped out of the pool. Much to the amusement of the lifeguards. (Apparently, he had shouted at one of his friends and all the swimmers had taken it as a lightning warning.) It had already started to pour.

I went to shower and when i was done, the rain continued relentlessly as i laced my shoes. I finished, stepped out from under the shelter and the rain suddenly reduced to a trickle.

I walked across to the bus stop knowing my God had answered me.

And That's how i know he lives.