"will i always be your sunshine?" yes, she said. i'll always be her sunshine (:
now you know, i do blog SUDDENLY.
congrats to all who just got back the Os! B4 for chinese is like 3 grades higher than me AH REDDD
i just finished my Events Management paper, went IKEA for meatballs and 4 more papers to clear before i get thrusted into the corporate world.
at this time, i should be somewhere in church or somewhere in town. but since today's an exception, that leaves me plenty of time to just the worldwideweb & myself. afterall, i am taking a rest today and i only need blogs/friendster/youtube to kill the whole afternoon.
sighs i miss my lilclique so much. i miss my friends so much. a daydreamy afternoon is driving me unusally melancholic. what i really want to do now, or rather right after my exams, is to spend time with them! i don't even mind travelling all the way to simei just to watch tv with lim yingjun, or watch lim yingjun watch tv, seriously.
neither do i mind changing 2 buses to go down lala's house to pack her room. the last time i remembered talking to cind (the kind of talking before growing up & being independent adds frustration to the conversations about life) is at her swimming pool, one two three years ago, and that stinks..
HAPPY VALENTINES' MY LOVES, we should meet up soon
i want so much to go back to st nicks. i missed it. i miss the simple life we thought was so complicated till pinafore days end and we start to learn what's true complication. when life accelerates and we're forced to leave our nutshell. i miss the days when we know nothing more than a few algebra, when it's orangebowl icemilo and not tequila shots, when it's bubbleteawithlotsapearls and not magarita, when it's kbox and not shisha, when it's cheesesticks and not ciggas, when it's trying to shun brother paul and not trying to get pass big fat bouncers with fake ids, when nights end at orchard mrt and not at mohammad sultan, when "let's meet up!" means "yes yes let's go shop, watch movie & EAT, your favourite!"
maybe growing up should backtrack.
intimate truths at hand, i love God.. and i love my friends.. i love the closeness we've always shared before God enters my life and sheds light on the prickling fact that alot of things that we've always been indulging in were actually decadent in His eyes.
do i love God? yes i do..
do my friends understand God's place in my heart? some do some don't.. you always talk about God oh no she's gonna start again
sometimes it cuts like a blade.
can i still spend so much time with the ones who matter, MINUS the things that God hates me to do, AND STILL share what we've had? i seemed to have failed terribly at that.
question: so will i compromise on my pressing on for the rightly-so, in reconciliation with attempts to maintain the same degree of closeness with friends i plan to keep for a long long time?
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 (:
