An interesting day...

God is so funny sometimes. But in his humor, he gives blessings. The whole time I have been recovering from my surgery everyone that I hang out with has been sick. I kept praying that God would keep me well, at least until my stomach could handle the stress of sneezing and stuff. He did keep me from it.... until Tuesday. I woke up feeling like poo and it just got worse. Up to this point, the longest that I had gone to work since my surgery (2 months, I might add) was for 3 hours. Tuesday, I was scheduled for 10. Ouch. I went to my first job, and they sent me home after 4 hours. I went to my second job, and they sent me home after 4 hours. Apparently I looked as bad as I felt. Then yesterday was not much better. Sick, sick, sick. I hate being sick. I am a misrable sick person. I whine and complain and cry like a little kid, so I usually try to avoid people for fear that they will soon hate the sight of me. Oh, but God is good. I found someone that refuses to get sick of me. It's nice.

I've never wanted to go to Asia. At least not East Asia. Central Asia, sure, but not East. Yesterday at Youth I was talking to a wonderful Japanese girl. She told me about home, taught me a little Japenese, and we began to build a friendship. Then, for the first time in my life, I wanted to go to Japan.... funny how God works isn't it? I like him.