I'm about 2 weeks away from my last day at CPF. Yay. Handing in my resignation was one of the happiest things I've ever done in my life. And about 10 days later I found a new job. Double yay.
24 hours from now I'll be listening to a sermon in Malacca. Church camps serve as the halfway mark of the year. It's really fast, six months since the time we counted down and shot party poppers in every direction.
Everytime I think about how time flies, I would think of the milestones I've passed in my life. All the people I've been with, the different phases of my life will go through my mind and I'll remember the horrible things I did and the countless times I almost drowned in suffering.
Time to pack and sleep or I'll never make it on the coach tomorrow.
