A great day! - Tuesday

I stayed up till 0300 watching Pitch Black, toward the end I was starting to think this was a bad idea as I was going to be slightly tired when I wanted to wake up later. In retrospect I am glad I watched it and then some Family Guy. Lauren, Gareth and Ceri (or Keri, no idea how she spells it) went clubbing and brought back 4 guys. So it was a little loud. When I did get up I got washed, rushed a tuna-fish sandwich for breakfast and called on India. Several people from the CU were going out for a random social today. I was one of them, India was another. We arrived a little early and Siän was there shortly after us. Becca and Luke arrived roughly on time and Jo was late (very late) because her tutorial lasted longer than predicted. But it was all okay. We went into some Coco Shop thing in Southsea and looked at what chocolatey goodness we were going for. I went for a Chocolate Chaud, basically molten chocolate in a cup. At the end of the meal Jo was unable to finish her cake, at this point I wolfed it down in seconds, much to the laughter of all those around me. We then walked to the Beach and found a green bit by the bandstand. There was a hill there (and it should still be there) that I challenged everybody to a rolli-polli race on. For some reason they all declined but I rolled down anyway. India revealed that she had a camera that could take movies, so I regained my breath and we went back up the hill (it's really not that big). I can't recall what we did but we did something, when I re-rolled down the hill while being filmed. There were a load of older people around at this point and they all laughed. I should have taken a bow but instead I just joined in and rubbed my head. As I was rolling down the hill I twisted and turned a little so I was going backwards down the hill, so instead of being able to tuck my head in nicely I landed partially on my head. It's okay, I was rolling in such a way it didn't snap my neck like a twig. I also somehow ended up with grass stains on my trousers, I am still investigating to find the culprit. I went home, did something or other on the computer, probably WoA related and then went to see Jonathan. We had a discussion about how we live our lives and I came away feeling encouraged and I'd also had the chance to ask a question. In the Bible it says that God is a God of Love. Yet, at many many places in the Bible it says to fear God. Clearly this is stupid? I certainly thought so, a God of love would encourage with Love, not with fear. It turns out that the Hebrew word used means fear in a form of reverence, in the way you'd fear a car. You don't walk around scared of cars but you know that running in-front of them is just plain stupid. Well, it's a similar thing here. I don't understand why the Bible makes such a translation when the words "reverence and respect" make much more sense to me. For the rest of the day I didn't do a vast amount, I did listen to Pure FM, I'm pretty much the only listener that contacts them so it's quite amusing. Apparently my blog is "funny"...