Hah. Ever since i'm required to stay in, my weekends have turned into routines that go over and over again. Kinda dread it sometimes but then again, it's not all that bad, it provides comfort and security, sometimes too much i reckoned. I guess the really bad point about routines is that there are times or events that seems really important but are still overshadowed by routines. Like meeting a friend for example. You see, I'm a self-confessed socially passive person and when it comes to friendships, i'm stumped but i guess i'm learning and breaking outta my shell. i try to.
So a typical saturday will go like, wake up, breakfast, guitar, lunch, bail out of house by 12 or 2 depending on whether there's practice or not, youth service, fellowship, home sweet home, reading/thinking/devotions then boom(!) before you know it, it's bed time. And Sunday's pretty much the same cept that church is in the morning and then it's booook in time.
Church, tho a big chunk of my precious weekend should never be compromised, i guess i gotta learn to let go of some guitar time and maybe a bit of fellowship here and there to accommodate other stuffs, like FAMILY. Sigh, i think i'm quite a disappointment to my parents :/ Hope they'll one day understand.