Wednesday, January 25, 2006
24-01-06
Ripcurl slippers, from Feli.
A tiny bottle of sand from Squeaky Beach Australia and a card, from Enid.
Levi's jeans, from big sis.
50 bucks, from mom.
Smses from Ash, Shar, Vincent and Nat.
I'm well contented.
20 sounds old. It sounds as if I should be responsible for something. And I am. As a Christian I am responsible for the spreading of the Word, which I haven't been doing. As a son I am responsible for taking care of my parents, and treating them well. As a brother I am responsible for looking after my 2 sisters, protecting and pampering them. As a friend I am responsible for lending a shoulder, providing an ear, and making others feel loved and cherished. As a citizen I am responsible for protecting the country, preserving our sovereignty. As a person I am responsible for my moral behavior.
Seems like 20 is a good age to start becoming more responsible.
{/2:35 PM}
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