So basically, this entire March Break, I've been working. After the TC days, we had rehersals for the Good Friday dinner/theatre program basically every night until the days of the performances. Pretty much every night I got home around 11 or so. Things were looking pretty bad on Wednesday night when a lot of things were undecided, which made us work on overdrive on Thursday. We held our collective breaths as we waited for Friday to roll over.
Friday afternoon, the final rehersals went quite nicely. They were a tad shaky, but much further than we could believe. The results of both nights were incredible. The performances were excellent. The crowd was huge, over 100 people each night. And after both nights, there was an incredible response at the Cross.
I don't know how we always manage to write such a perfect script for what we need. All the way back a long time ago when we had the Seeker service in the morning with the play about Hitler's spear and the power outage half an hour before the play started, then Worlds Apart, the one with Jose getting shot at the end, Passover last year with Moses and the Israelites in Egypt, and this, the Last Supper, everything from characters to writing fit so nicely together.
So today, we had the baptism and it was a joyous occasion. We finally got the guts to cheer in the Chinese service. Being me, I realized that the Chinese service's worship music was kind of cheesy. I mean, I like songs like Above All and In Christ Alone, but the Chinese worship team has a love for the different settings on the electric piano that makes the sound very fake and synthesizer-like that totally ruins the song for me.
We also had a crazy huge party at Edward's house. It's true what they say, that the first time you watch Napoleon Dynamite, it's awful and you have to watch it with other people. It was soooo much better today when we watched it in a huge crowd. Wonderful time.
Now on to ranting. I really hate it when my dad makes baseless accusations. Like OH HO HO YOU NEED MORE SOCIAL SKILLS BASED SOLELY ON THE FACT THAT YOU DO NOT TALK TO PEOPLE IN THE CAR <em>AFTER</em> YOU WERE AT A PARTY AND YOU ARE TIRED. Another one I really hate is the YOU DO NOT WORK ON THE COMPTAR SINCE EVERY TIME I SEE YOU ON THE COMPUTER IS INDICATIVE OF WHAT YOU MUST BE DOING THE 99% WHEN I'M <em>NOT</em> AROUND OH HO HO. Please stop.
Now then, I listen to my parents. When they tell me to go downstairs and stuff, I do it. Not my unfortunate sibling. Oh no. The above said must <em>always</em> ignore the summons of my parents and must <em>always</em> get yelled at. The above said must always cause me to have to yell at above said so as to not incur collateral damage upon myself. It gets annoying quickly.
Last thing. I remember one of my friends who was like "but Hosanna is my little haven away from my family." It used to be mine, but no longer. I've gotten used to the fact that said sibling has friends in fellowship and even the fact that said friends may overlap and be my friends too. BUT, said sibling does NOT need to constantly follow my friends around 100% OF THE TIME. I'm not saying like, oh they were talking and I come and now they must part ways. That's fine, that's acceptable, I don't have a problem with that. My problem is the fact that sibling is having a nice chat with other people (who are my friends, just other friends) and me and my friends that I am in the state of conversing with start heading off to find a room to eat in and said sibling feels it is necessary to deliberately break contact with the current group and join my group. It's not like there's a reason either. If there were a need to do so, it wouldn't be that bad, but there isn't. Sibling appears sits down, and laughs heartily with the participants as the conversation progresses. It happens 100% of the time without fail and it bloody annoys me.
Oops, I guess this just occured to me. Bloody hell, if <em>family members</em> are going to start reading this and start subtly hinting at me that they disagree intensely with what I wrote here, just like last time, then please stop reading. There's nothing you can do to change my mind or what is written here. It's not like you're supposed to be reading into my affairs anyway. I don't go searching around for your writings or friends' writings nor do I alert friends if something I read in something I'm not supposed to be reading says something about them. Let this be a lesson.