tuesday wednesday thursday.
mimiyan what would i do without you bestie.
i feel so..out of civilisation.
national day hols dieded.
my only hope of feeling back in line with civilisation dashed.
jun's sick..and all others crumble as well.
hurry ask me what i did - nothing. i watched every show on tv fer four days.
I MISS MY FRIENNNNNNNNNDDDS
TERRIBLY
TERRYBLY
DESPERATELY
LOTTTTTTTS
ALOT ALOT ALOTTTTTT.
school's been..bland.
nothing much's happening.
it's the same routine everyday..
class - speak up speak up to get yer marks.
breaks - eat this eat that. same fav square table but only half filled.
lects - don't know whats going on.
after school - tuition/home/YAN*
TELL ME WHAT TO DO
i feel so e-m-p-t-yyyyy sigh
clothes, guys.
i say that's the most boring convo topic in the world.
where are my frienddds.
where are all of youuuuu :( sigh
jiamie jiamie i miss you lots how's danny how's you how's badminton how's school.. i miss yer laughter, needit needit badly & i don't mind yer maid's cooking anymore i swearrr, if it means im seeing you sometime soon again. :(
cindyyyyyyyyyy come save meeeeeee. why not you ditch yer mama fer awhile and come put a smile on me. TIPTOEHUGS would be nice. and let me laugh at ya so i can RELAX. then i'll let you tickletickle the underchin. sigh i love you "lots lots lots i canONE count" i realise.. aye.
lalaaaaaaa call me soon to scolddd me or nagggg me :(
:( :( :(
yunx can you stop it.. or yunxxxx why you like that.. or yunxxx you are damn idiott
ALL i also accept
where's my bunny.
i need a big bigggg hugggg :(
you know i can just cry on yer shoulder
and feel so much better
meow - i'll miss you even more when you're gone.
fangggs i think school suck because you're busy with yours and im busy with mine and i miss you lots. for all in the world, you're about the only one left who'll laugh at my funny jokes alr. ilu fatty bum bum..
KAIX >> yan says you read! but you never ever sign? i think my master don't want me alr is it.. i miss you.
i'm a lil embarrassed
this is called DEPRIVED of warmth in an environment where im utterly lost
in unfamilar people dynamics.
junz says "we've reached the last level of education alr so we must know more guys - this is called networking and we need these people next time when we go and work because it's the GUYS who're gonna bring you around." and because of that, yes dear IM OBEDIENTLY NETWORKING LIKE CRAZY. like crazy because it takes hell loads of EFFORT to reply mr so&so(s) with more manners that i've ever had but yeah it's called perseverence because i do believe jun that "it's fer yer own good yunx" so just do it.
it was a - i like you, i talk to you.
i don't like you, shooo.
idon'tlikeyou's list includes: ok i typed one whole list but decided to delete all cos it's offensive and
I'M CHANGING AND TRYING YOU SEEEEE
and so the networking shall continue.
and the emptiness continues.
who gets it.
life's not torturous - i've friends, i've a clique with a hilarious new name, nice classmates,i've fun in school and people who make me laugh ALL DAY LONG with twisted adam's apple, fly stuck in eyelids, butt bitten by a dog at somerset mrt, frontgate security guard lookalikes, but amidst the laughter and joy, emptiness prevails.
i've micro econs homework and OB homework but i don't feel like doing any of them.
met kang just now and the meeting alone kept me happy the WHOLE DAMN DAY because that means i get to talk talk instead of TALK. it's so huh how can you look so happy and laugh so loudly but then you say you feel damn empty but do you know that though you're not faking that means you really find something amusing or entertaining and ya can be laughing the guts out then suddenly a pang of emptiness hits you and you wonder WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING MAN but SHE KNOWS.
ok i've decided ta go and sleep without doing any of my homework.
i say sit back relax and do it the next day.
truth forever
on the scaffold,
wrong forever
on the throne.
yet the scaffold
sways the future,
and behind
the dim unknown,
standeth God
within the shadow,
keeping watch,
above His own.
| verse of the day
| beautiful, i just want you to know, you are my favourite girls
not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul
not what my toiling flesh has borne
can make my spirit whole
not what i feel or do
can give me peace with God
not all my prayers & sighs & tears
can bear my awful load
Your work alone, O Christ
can ease this weight of sin
Your blood alone, O Lamb of God
can give me peace within
Your love to me, O God
not mine, O Lord, to thee
can rid me of this dark unrest
& set my spirit free
Your grace alone, O God
to me can pardon speak
Your power alone, O Son of God
can this sore bondage break
no other work, save thine
no other blood will do
no strength, save that which is divine
can bear me safely through
i bless the Christ of God
i rest on love divine & with unfaltering lip & heart
i call this Saviour mine
His cross dispels each doubt
i bury in His tomb
each thought of unbelief & fear
each lingering shade of gloom
i praise the God of grace
i trust His truth & might
He calls me His, i call Him mine
my God, my joy, me light
'tis He who saveth me
& freely pardon gives
i love because He loveth me
i live because He lives (:
