Two sweet sweet blisters

Last Friday was the end of my second trimester. Study week is waving its hands in front of me.

If anyone ask me what season is it in Welly. The answer will be it's examination season lol

On Saturday, I went to a church Chinese Bazaar, and I had heaps of Asian food ^_^
To my surprise, there were so many grandpas and grandmas contributing to the event, their sweet smiles and warm greetings were still in my mind.

Yesterday, which was Sunday, I was basically out for twelve hours, non-stop, seriously.
Went to church and saw pastors debating on the rugby world cup. Haha.
Then had lunch with friends and entertained by jokes and posings and what not.

Next, I rushed back to my hall, which was on top of hill, to get changed + got into cable car + came down to town + reached bus stop, in not more than 25 minutes.
Still remember vividly those looks the tourists threw on me and my baju kurung, luckily they din't take photos of me, or they did, just I din't wanna know.

Then, I was greeting everyone SELAMAT HARI RAYA while we were waiting for bus, and when we were in the bus on our way to High Commission of Malaysia. So nice to meet so many of my Malay friends, especially the guys, they all looked like Tom Hanks in Cast Away, their hair were so long. I suddenly missed KDU so much.

All the way from Lambton Quay to Willies Street to Victoria Street to Brooklyn, kiwis were amazed by the scenes that the whole bus was colonized by people wearing in baju Melayu and songkok and baju Kebaya and baju Kurung. Haha.

Spent an hour or two greeting Encik Abdullah Hassan and Aunty Rose and many other pegawai. Chatting and taking photograph with friends and seniors. Feeding tummy with Malaysian food ^_^ And enjoying the horror movie "Jangan Pandang Belakang". Horror movie in High Comm during Hari Raya, what kinda combination was that?? =P

Once I got back to Welly city, I walked and ran at the same time, in baju kurung and high heels, to rush to church again for the sermont of a guest pastor from USA. On my way I was approached by a Singaporean businessman and I became his tour guide for about ten minutes showing him around Courtenay Place.

My feet hurt so much as I got two blisters on my tapak kaki, one each =( But the feeling of pain disappeared when I was helping people and also when I was worshipping my awesome God =)

Went for dinner with another group of friends and church leaders before I was escorted back to Weir by my kind driver and his girlfriend. After having a brief chat with my flatmate, I finally got to take shower and rest.

Yesterday when I went to bed, I had such a broad smile on my face. Today when I woke up, the two blisters were still there. And they hurt still. But my heart feels so sweet.

Thank you Jesus Christ!!
For Your blood poured out at the cross.
For Your tests and trials that help me to grow.
For Your promises and blessings that give me strength.
For Your grace laying down on my family and friends and those whom I care.

Maybe next minutes I might be tempted by the Satan again, but I shall stand firm and look onto You alone =)