This morning I got 7 missed calls from Me, I was asleep and when I finally picked up the phone she sounded real panic and upset. When I heard what she wanted to tell me, I felt like I had thousands of butterflies in my stomach. Can’t share with you what exactly happened but… it was such an emotional breakdown for me, Me, and k Tina. Sniff sniff…

We’ve been working extremely hard for our plans to work out, we’ve been thinking about every single details, and staying up late for the last 3 weeks… not sleeping at all on Saturday nights. And suddenly just by a blink of an eye everything’s gone. It feels like, when you work on your assignment so hard and your lecture just throws it away and say “this is trash!”. I’m still thankful tho that we’re not giving up, we even became more solid than ever.

Altho I’m not sure I can stay up late for another month, this is not good. Especially on Saturdays, I always come late the next morning to sunday school and always miss the opening prayer for teachers. There’s a rule that when u’re late 3 times in a row u have to treat the whole teachers. And they wanted me to buy Bread talk next week (which I hope they were only joking!). Ok let’s do the math. The cheapest bread there would cost around 6,000 rupiah x 28 … WOOT *eyes almost popped out* 168,000 rupiahs!!! waaa I even only have 5,000 in my purse right now. Ummm… maybe next week I’m gonna have at least 10,000… I’m gonna buy one bread for the whole 28 people… one bite for one person like the elders communy, eheh.