end of...

so, it's the end of an era. Megs, my American housemate is flying back to Oregon tomorrow afternoon. The five of us, Megan, Sam, Margot, Laurel and myself have all lived together for two years and now we're parting ways. So this weekend we've had the mother of all party weekends. Last night we had the goodbye party for megs. We themed the whole house to represent all the seasons in which we've had parties. Becuase Sam is season crayz we have so many tacky decorations its unbelievable. Megs' room was hallooween, the kitchen was thanksgiving, the hallway was valentines and the living room was christmas crazy.

The party went on until 5am at which point we crashed, people everywhere. it was a bit mad. i still look at my friends, and the other people i dont know at these parties, totally drunk and high and just ache inside for them, and long that they would know Jesus. On guy got so drunk that we got our old matress and put it in the halway for him to sleep on.at 6 am, he got up and peed on it and then puked three times. He stumbled home, really embarassed about 4 hours later. Why?

This morning we all went for brunch together and then set about gutting our house of all the rubbish, stale smells and party leftovers. Then we cleansed ourselves...


It feels weird really, after two years. But im glad to be moving on too. It's not been easy and my longings are still there. I just pray God will keep working.