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Friday, July 31, 2009

scared myself, couldnt find my timetable anywhere online!
they say your life flashes past when your life hangs on a thread. MY LIFE DID!!! ok, at least the "education" part of my life did.. imagine if i were supposed to register for dunno what course by myself, and i happily missed the registration date coz i happily didnt check my mail. phew. there's still time. phew phew. THANK GOD, thanks jo too
note to self: check ur mail, bimbo. phew phew phew

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oh shut up..
na de qi, yao fang de xia.
it's about time you let go, ada! ugh.. hate the days i wake up thinking about this kinda stuff. such a waste of my brain juice. it's just an ugly unfinished house down memory lane which spoils a perfect midsummer stroll.

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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

pissed off.
received some emails from hall camp GL.

"...Take note of the SP (secret partner) night attire and a gift for your SP..."
"I have also attached a personality form. It will be used for the SP night to match you with the most suitable guy/girl......."

...... seriously dumb sia. goodness. what they want us to wear!? lingerie?!

maybe another reason for me being so cheesed is coz I COULDNT SLEEP LAST NIGHT!! tossing and turning at 3am is no fun. arrrgghhhh!!!!!
note to self: no afternoon naps, even when tired.

then this morning, as i trooped to the bathroom to bathe, guess who greeted me.
AN UGLY COCKROACH. then again, all cockroaches are ugly......
ANYWAY, YA! so then began my 15min battle with that gross thingy, which ended in my victory. mahaha. 15min sia.. waste time lor... if it were outside or smth, would have been a quicker death, coz you wouldnt haveta worry about water from the floor, splashing in ur face as you hit the gross thingy.

sigh. i am late for my date with mella, but i really nded to rant. so there.

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Monday, July 27, 2009

i guess people tend to forget what was good.
then as time passes, it'd seem as if what was good was surreal, and that they don't actually care about bringing that goodness back.
if that's the truth, how do you mend?
as is common with most people, they numb themselves and pretend they don't care too. it's an easy game with a hefty price tag.

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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Message from Your Heart - Kina Grannis

Don't break me, I bruise easily
The source of both your love and misery
I am steady, beating endlessly
While you are dozing, dreaming pretty things
Lovely things

I don't work for free
Please take care of me

This is a message from your heart
Your most devoted body part
Taking blood and making art
This is a message from your heart
Pounding away into the dark
You could thank me for a start
This is a message from your heart

Don't hurt me, I bleed constantly
My efforts leave me but flow back swiftly
My rhythm, soothing, like raindrops steady
On foggy windows when you gaze outwardly
Peacefully

Everytime you sleep
Everytime you eat
Everytime you laugh
Everytime you cry
Every time you love


guard your hearts :)

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Saturday, July 11, 2009

LAUGH DAO SI. HEHHH











































































































































actually not very funny lah. but the memories of the events were, tts why i was laughing away while browsing thru these old pics. heh. love you people lots :)

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was reading max again. read smth interesting.. it kindda got my clockwork going.
sure we heard of God and His gifts, but LONELINESS as a gift? yes loneliness, that heavy feeling which leaves you feeling all emo and depressed. and here max suggests that it could be a gift! hah...

Psalm 23:4
For You are with me

"Oh, how God wants you to hear his music... And so he begins tossing the CDs. A friend turns away. The job goes bad. Your spouse doesn't understand. The church is dull. One by one he removes the options until all you have left is God.
He would do that? Absolutely. "The Lord disciplines those he loves" (Heb 12:6). If he must silence every voice, he will. He wants you to hear his music. He wants you to discover what David discovered and to be able to say what David said.
"You are with me""
Max Lucado, Travelling light
If a season of solitude's what it takes, like, bring it on.
and thanks mellalalalalalala, for your "i want to be your good friend". that meant smth. heh :)

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