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The Champions League Final! Here we go!!!

There was a burst in one of the huge ass water pipes somewhere in Brisbane and resulted in wasting 150 megalitres of clean water. Then today it rained dinosaurs and godzillas continuously. Someone must have been praying hard for water. My umbrella did nothing to prevent me from getting all soaked in the rain after attending a complete-your-questionnaire-and-you-are-allowed-to-go tutorial. Complete waste of time.

Also, I've met up with my career mentor, Dena, last Friday for the first time. She is the owner of an e-business solution company which specialises in digital marketing. Interesting insight to the market, I was also invited to visit her office in Sunshine Coast whenever time permits. Gonna meet up with some of her clients as well to gain more insight about the e-business market in Australia. And apparently she's from an acting school too and she's featured in a few advertisment on TV.

I'm also reminded that stress is a warning light that we've taken our focus off God. Indeed I have long neglected the importance of a God-centered life. No wonder I'm so disorganised. I need to take myself less seriously and focus more on Him.

Lakers just won game one of the Western Conference Finals!! Woohoo!!!

Stomp was awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 5 star!!!!! A+!!!!! Too good!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As of now, there are three reasons to get a car:

1. Macca's at 11:30pm

2. Mt. Coo-tha at midnight for a good warm up to winter

3. One minute drive to 10/9 Slyvan Road

Looks like we won't be heading for Hillsong this weekend, which leaves me quite bemused, we're gonna stick to our Friday night routine. Though the speaker is set, we can still request for cancellation and opt for another speaker can't we? And after all, Hillsong is a God-related event too isn't it?

I don't wanna spend this Friday night in a tutorial room thinking of what could have been. And Charles and I will have to be Marty Sampson and Joel Houston in UQ. Yeah right.

What do you call a person who can't take a joke and calls you a prick after that? Childish? Arrogant? Naive? Yeah they all fit my youngest brother perfectly. Brother bonding session gone wrong. 

As if spraining one ankle is not enough. Two weeks after I sprained my left ankle, I returned to futsal. Unfortunately, there's a clumsy tall and gangly dood who missed the ball completely and stepped on my right foot as I fell awkwardly to the ground, twisting my ankle.

I went on crutches for two days, and now I'm off it. Camp beckons, and I screwed up my ankle yet again. Good timing Jon.

The good thing about spraining your ankle this bad and being on crutches made the injury look worse, I was given the perfect opportunity to use, misuse and abuse (as Karen said it) everyone around me. Al has been buying lunch for me, John Mike carrying my groceries, and I get free dinner from Karen *almost* every night. 

Perhaps spraining my ankle ain't a bad thing haha.