// Two man advantage.

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So I saw The Grudge tonight. Let me say in simple layman's terms: it scared the crap out of me. But I'm okay 'cause I started singing God Is Bigger Than The Boogeyman from that episode of Veggie Tales where Junior watches that stupid show that scares him so much he can't sleep. Yeah, that one. Now I really don't like cats. But at least I can say I saw the movie. It's not really anything to boast, but eh. What you gonna do?

I'm excited. Tomorrow night is the water baptism at church. I'm totally stoked to see some of my good friends get baptized. It's exciting, for sure. It leaves me wondering though, maybe I should be getting baptized. When I was younger, living in Edmonton, my family wasn't hardcore-Christianity, so I'm not even sure what kind of Christian background I come from. My grandparents are very traditional and when my family moved out here, we started going to RCAC (Richmond Chinese Alliance Church) and they're also very traditional-Asian. So. I think I was baptized as a baby, but apparently in a Pentecostal church, you decide for yourself at a natural age when to become baptized? I don't know, it's still very unclear to me. I understand it in my head, but I don't know how to explain it. But in the past four years, I've grown so much spiritually, it's amazing. I can remember the days when I went to church but didn't take it seriously... that doesn't even compare to life now. So I'm thinking maybe I should get baptized, but I don't want to do just because everyone else. I want it to be a natural decision, but I don't know how that comes about. Ai ya.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love playing guitar? I love it. Absolutely love it. It's my time away from everything else. I own that time. When I play guitar and I'm writing a new song or something, it just feels so good. I'm creating music, something I love. And when I'm penning out the words of a new song, I love imagining how my words might affect someone. I love the idea of sharing my creation. I love the feel of the steel strings against my calloused fingers. I don't care if calloused fingers make me less "lady-like", I really don't care. I just love being able to play and to hear the warm sound fill my room. It's just so beautiful. So, so beautiful.

But did I ever mention how much I hate people who lead double lives? True, I have to admit that I used to be one of these people, but hey. Everyone has to wake up at some point or another and decide which life to carry on and which life to leave behind. Sometimes it's a hard decision, and sometimes it's looking you right in the face. It's like watching gangrene eat up your leg. Either you cut it off now or it's going to consume your entire body. (I know, gross analogy but it does the job.) I just pray he wakes up soon and that it's not too late.