doodoo brought her friends home. she thought no one would be at home. but I AM AT HOME kiao-kah-ing in the living room, eating and watching tv, WITH MASK ON. and so i heard alotta voices at the door and to my horror, it is one whole bunch of her ijtpians and i HURRY RAN INTO MY ROOM and locked the door. how now brown cow.
just pouring out my sorrow
Monday, June 27, 2005 @ 11:33:00 PM
jay chou is my husband shooo
ok. minor changes at the links section =p so is there an uproar or something? haha
anyways i feel so slow now cos im blogging with one hand only cos why. my other hand is busy. busy holding on to the wire of my headset which is A BIT SPOILT!! if i don't hold then the right side won't have any sound. sad case.
I HAVE SUPER BAD COMPLEXION. cheers.
DURIANS, CHOCS literally, nutella, milo (i eat them), cakes, cookies, CHIPS and FRIES are an evil bunch.
on a lighter note. the long sofa came back already. say yay. yay. they modified it. ahah. alright then we'll slouch around as per normal again (with all the legs on the table) instead of acting refugee.
and then i no longer feel so bad bout school cos i just FOUND OUT today that im not that lagging after all (:
board msgs boss >> don't be sad boss!! your name has a star! and i hereby announce that i love you many many. i will tag very very often now (:
bestie >> that's the nicest already haha. YAYEEE! like finallyyy. BRING CARDS AND JACKET kay. i must try to make you the biggest loser (:
lala >> it's ok dear. i just slept the entire afternoon. occ next sat? hope everything's getting better -hugs. i'll talk to you soon.
roomiEEEEEEE >> you're not agile lah. you're dirtyyy. thanks for lending ME your jacket instead of eunice on sunday. clever girl! but i freezed anyways.
everybody.. jay chou is my husband. geri tan wants edison ok GIVE YOU.
listening to: jay chou - yi lu xiang bei OVER AND OVER
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 (: