I woke up with my mom crying. It's the stress talking. I didn't know what was happening, but I got up immediately when I heard her sobbing and calling my name. Who wouldn't get up? She told me what had happened, and I knew then that we've reached the point of having arguments and misunderstandings during preparation. It happens. But I noticed that I didn't like the way my sister-in-law replied to my mom regarding the "lack of communication" between my mom and my sister. My mom said that there was just something unclear with the host / emcee, and so she asked my sister-in-law what to do for clarification. My sister-in-law apparently took it the wrong way and told my mom she was behind the schedule. It felt like my mom is at fault about asking a question.

She was also leaving for work. If I were mom at that point while preparing for work, I'd be so out of the mood I'll just stay at home and get depressed. But it's her nature that mom gets a change of pace when she goes to work. So I told her not to think about anything anymore. I said I'll pray for the matter. I decided to pray, because no one really has any control on what's happening right now. We're running out of time and I want to make sure that we're including God in this plan. As a Christian, I want God to be involved in making big decisions in life, because I end up failing when I don't make my own decisions. A lot of things. Take for example, that plan of creating our MMORPG server. Money is involved in that plan as well, in a sense that I'll be earning money too in return. However, it felt very wrong doing it. I said I'd be interested in investing in it, but the people who would program and run it didn't show up. That's just one example in my life. That uneasy feeling deep inside should have been obvious for me to know that it's probably not a smart idea to invest in.

When mom left, I wasted no time and took a seat on the couch. I closed my eyes first to search what to say. That's when I realized that we may have missed a crucial component in the preparation. Prayer.

I know that the theme for the debut is Parisian. Still, it should show that we're a Christian family on the foreground. I'm not really sure if this event was prayed for. This is what I was realizing at that moment. I cried out to God asking for forgiveness on behalf of all that has happened and admitted that we need God to lead us on that event. I've been involved in a lot of planning and I'm sure that there are times when people argue about certain points in preparation. But I noticed that everything turns out fine afterwards. Maybe this is also one of those moments. Everything will be okay. I felt relieved and calm after saying amen.

I missed school again because I don't want to miss our last dance practice. It was put for today again. But we still couldn't complete our routine. I've been told that I would lead the entrance in the intro. I just laughed at them.

Dinner was okay. Mom and my sister didn't argue or whatever. Once and for all, the three of us, my older brother, my sister and I finished the line dance.

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