We have just recieved intelligence that another child, missed last night, was only discovered late in the morning under a furze bush at the Shooter's Hill side of Hampstead Heath, which is, perhaps, less frequented than the other parts. It has the same tiny wound in the throat as has been noticed in other cases. It was terribly weak, and looked quite emaciated. It too, when partially restored, had the common story to tell of being lured away by the 'bloofer lady.' I looked up, just in time to see the bus coming to a stop at my destination. I closed the book and hurried to get off the bus. It seemed a boring day ahead, and i'll rather be back home with my book. Dracula is a really interesting read and i intend to finish it by next week. I have only gotten halfway through now, though. The events during the weekends still lingers on my mind, and that did little to help stop me wish that im still enjoying my weekends. Saturday especially, was really special.. as in i did not expect to find myself in so many interesting events in one day. I had woken up not feeling anything special whatsoever, but like many a times, you would wake up not expecting anything, but by the end of the day, you feel bowled over with everything that happened. Let us start with saturday morning. I had a good game of dota, victorious against my friend. Now that would definitely continue to lift my spirits for a few weeks. Went for outreach session, and that was where everything happened. It was such a beautiful and touching picture. Two people who cared and loved the other so much, tears and emotions in the air.. once again, i wished to have a girl whose heart beats solely for me, and mine for her. At night, another couple who looked like they will never have any quarrels, and they enjoys being together so much. Makes me envious, to be honest. And i did something that shocked myself as well. Somehow by dinner time, i had some kind of a revelation. Its like God meant to show me that i was so immature and i shldn't have behaved that way, much as i dislike anybody. So i intended to try, to not dislike ppl so much. Since its probably my own problem, that i am too easily irritated. And saturday night ended with a interesting scene. Hint to self: Staircase.


Sunday, went to church, been a long time since i was last found so convicted by the message. about honouring 'The Lord's day'. Had an interesting game of pool, during which i performed (according to myself) my most beautiful shot, which made vic so impressed that he was in such a state of amazement for a while. That made my day.


Now u might perhaps, understand a little bit why i wished for more weekends.