Many of my peers are now away on mission trips. I don't know why but somehow praying for them really makes me feel lousy. Like why am I like stuck in army, in a stifling and at times, a killjoy environment. Why be there when I can do many things elsewhere.

I wonder where God is leading me to but I'm sure that he is preparing me for something. Blind following is exciting but I guess when there are no visible or tangible results, doubt will start to flow. Full time work + studies = no life.

Looking forward to the retreat. Like finally its almost here :)