My place

My exams are over since last fri. Frankly tho, i never tot things will get easier for me, i still gotta plan for Proj Serve and it's not easy, lots of administrative stuff to settle. I jus tot it would be gd to be able to concentrate on a thing at a time, juggling both Proj Serve n exams at the same time isn't an easy feat. N i dun think i did both well during the exam period, tho God is gd n sustained me thruout.

Tis morn i went to church as usual, but i wasnt in a worshipful mood n i didnt concentrate well on the sermon too. Thats becos i have some unsettled stuff on my mind, n I was kind of distracted thruout the service. When it finally ended to my relief, i went to American Bullshit's place. Bullshit's father has a small garden, and i like to sit beside the pond alone to think things thru. It has a cascading waterfall and is carpeted wif emerald lilies. Red and orange fishes darted to and forth beneath the shroud of lilies while tadpoles explore the root-maze of arrowhead plants. I like the pond even more when it's a rainy day. In the drizzle, the raindrops hang on the web water spiders spun n glitter a little. The frogs come out, hop onto the water plants n linger for as long as the rain falls. Tis little place is home to these little creatures and a sanctuary for my heart.

After staying for half an hr in the garden, i headed towards the bball court opposite church, wanting to shoot a few balls. On the way i met Steven n the rest. i politely rejected their invitation to go for lunch together n continue on my way, wanting to indulge in my solitute perhaps. Halfway, i hesitated, turned back n caught up wif them. In the warm n lazy afternoon, amidst laughing n understanding frens, i found my place in the world again.