whoopee!

i'm coming home! muahahaha. i am officially sick of travelling from place to place and cannot wait to sleep in my comfy loft bed with MY pillow! okay, the trip wasn't so bad. but. i think GOD IS SERIOUSLY giving me a lesson on patience. because in london, my patience has been so so so sorely tried. bleargh. i think i am not a city girl or something, but the london tube is so different from our comprehensive mrt. plus, it isn't all scary rickety, emittung creeking, groaning sounds each time it starts and stops, and THE LIGHTS FLICKER when it enters a tunnel, so for a few seconds, the train goes dark.
okay, so i am whining. but you would if you weren't able to sleep till 4am this morning and had to get up at 7am. note to self: NEVER try to stay in a youth hostel in london. there is absolutely no ventilation.
when i am happy in front of my own com at home, i shall expound on all the wonderous experiences God has shown us... if i write about it now, it's come out all wrong and short and curt.
God, help me to survive the 24 hours of travelling home in front of me. please don't let me have a nervous breakdown midflight. remind me of your grace each time i feel pissed off and murderous. joking.