Procrastination

My prayers held through:D. After a spate of bugging and persistence,i'm finally allowed to go for the mission trip at the end of the year.
Now it comes back to the question of whether there'll be enough spaces left and whether i'll pull through the obnoxious, superfluous selection scheme.

But i digress.(haha karyn xD) The way i got my parents to agree really left me aghast momentarily. By right my mother would, as per normal, give me her lukewarm agreement while my father would say almost nothing about it and just give me his support. But this time its something not quite the same. My mother said no. She felt the duress of the Taliban incidents, which actually coerced her into her rejection of my humble proposal to go for the mission trip. The hawkish world out there also contributed to this conclusion.
Hours later. In the car. I once again sent out my humble requests, only that its in the presence of my father. First, i would like to emphasize that my father, in relative comparison to my mother is much more prudent and circumspect. And its not like i beseech him or anything. But he assailed me with his unforeseen rhaposody. What seemed like a foreboding end was immediately placed on a pedestal. It was just too perfect. Its definitely God's doing. He contemplated this from the start. He answered my prayers. He is the provident God.

=D.

Anyway, i'm glad that im finally back into the unremitting momentum, all ready for some kick-in-the-ass mugging.

AWw, i have to go to school tomorrow. The deferred physics test is awaiting me. So much for the holidays.