Saturday, June 27, 2009
Homework: TWO NEWSPAPER ARTICLES LEFT

WHY AREN'T THERE ANYTHING NICE IN THE PAPERS FOR NEWSPAPER ARTICLES. I know, MJ's( (and Farrah) passing and all that is nice, but I doubt it is actually appropriate and H1N1 is getting really boring.....


Ideas, anyone?

Friday, June 19, 2009
TGIF.........or not

Posting less in blogger now, considering I use LJ more often(HAH, no one knows my LJ)






My patience is seriously being stretched to the limits. I try to ignore, try to brush it off. Everytime when I feel like lashing out at you after what you DO to me, I will tell myself to stay calm. I will think of how Jesus acted, when he was being proseuted, tortured, condemned by the rest of the world. He did not retailate, even though he had the power to. Instead, he prayed for them. He prayed for his enemies, asking for forgivness on their behalf. That is what I have been doing. I tell myself, you don't know anything, you don't know what you have done wrong.... but there is honestly a limit to my patience. Have you no respect for me at all? Do you want me to drop dead and die the very next day(God help me,please, no.) then you will come to your senses and feel guilty but by that time it would already be too late? I try to control my anger, try to relax. Of course I forgive. Because God would want me to do that. And If Jesus could do that to SO many people, and YET, still willingly suffer and shed his precious blood for us, I can forgive you too. For you are just one person. But, does that mean I should suffer in silence and let you abuse me? FYI, it is actually called VERBAL abuse. I could call the police on you. But I won't. For God would not want me to do that either. Honestly, I am sick and tired of suffering in silence. I know that only He knows my pain and suffering, but oh God, if you would only make it stop? To think I keep you in my prayers every night. Without fail. Hoping that you might change. Hoping that you might actually accept the Lord, and save your soul. What I really want to say to you is. You can go rot in h*** for all I care. And I stop. Stop praying. Stop hoping, and having faith that you would change and get your soul saved.

But I won't. You need not thank me for that, for I am sure you never will. Unless you find my blog, which is highly impossible, unless I die. (then you would probably read this) I will still keep on doing so. Angry, hurt as I am I still will. Not only because it is the right thing to do, but I care. I do care because no one should be going down to you-know-where. I certainly do not want you to be suffering for an eternity when you only caused me.. let see, 15 years of pain and grief and still counting?

It is not fair, isn't it?















P.S the Christian Music Diet really is working! Praise God. Now I totally get Pastor Greg and Pastor Chris(LOL, he is super funny!) preachings.

Sunday, June 14, 2009
So far..

Section outing was a major flop. I mean, it is so incredibly stupid and idiotic that those people who keeps on whining that they want section outing... in the end they are the ones who did not even turn up.... In the end, only FOUR(including me) turned up....... Yeah, so much for all the planning to bond and have fun.

Anyway, moving on from the unhappy stuff, the next day, thursday, was MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!! Went to Sentosa with my church friends. We went to the palawan beach and played games.... which they saboed me(grrr.....) but at least they(the guys) were nice enough to not throw me into the sea(which was the forfeit) But we still went to the sea anyway(I just didn't appreciate being pushed/thrown into the sea against my will.. although if they really had done that, I'll just pull them down with me ^^) Haha, we swam in our clothes(a bit akward). I actually swam from one beach to the other!!! (Well, that was solely based on my experinced friend's help) I mean, I can swim but I am not all that strong.. especially the currents were pretty strong and I remembered a news report about someone drowning in Sentosa while attempting the same thing as we did..... but anyway, I survived(duh) I freaked out a bit(oh fine, I totally screamed my head off) when I fished out a crab's pincer.. I have no idea why but i sub consciously kept playing with the sand IN the sea.. and somehow, I managed to dig up the pincer... and screamed cos it was only the pincer... which means that there was probably a disembodied crab somewhere....... Oh yeah, we buried Celine in the sand!!!! HAHAHA!!!!!!! It was so funny and we took pictures too ^^ Oh, i finally realised why people say NOT to drink sea water if you are stranded or shipwrecked because it is seriously damn salty!!!!(and then someone had to go and say it is because of everyone peeing in the sea..... while we were still in the sea and after I had swallowed, by accident a small mouthful of seawater -.-) My throat was burning because of all the salt and my funny friend thought, at first, that it was the potato chips he had eaten that turned his mouth so salty. LOL!!! Anyway, after a while, the sea water was so salty that I could not longer stand the stinging of it in your eyes(and other parts of your body) that I had to get out of it and went to drink some water.......... and went back in to play again!!

So, anway, after all the playing in the water, I mean, sea(I realised sea water really does miracles to your wounds) we went to bathe(us girls) and after that we went to cycle(kind of pointless to bathe) Well, my friends went anyway, and one of them was so ever patient enough to stay behind and actually teach me how to cycle. He offered to do the double bike with me at first.. but I thought, since I rented the single bike, why not learn it? So he started to teach me.... which got me now where because the only bicycles I can cycle are the four-wheeled kinds and even mine got stolen..... so as you can imagine, I was very useless on the vehicle, which seems to have a life of its own. I mean, I know how to cycle and pedal and all that... but how do you prevent the entire bike from titlting to one side.... when I attempted to cycle, my entire bike was 30 degrees to one side... and I tried to lean and put my body weight to the other side, to balance it, it did not work too!!!!!!!(probably cos I was too light) And if not for my friends holding the bike, I would have probably toppled over already.... 0.0

Well, after some useless attempts at cycling, despite under patience teaching and guidance from my friends. I gave up, (also because I hit my tailbone quite badly, to the point that even now, it hurts to sit!) and I was also too tired and in pain to cycle so I just didn't lor. I was like (0.0) when they suggested going ECP the next time so I could cycle again.....(er, I think I would rather swim) I mean, until now my tailbone still hurts!!!! It hurts so much to even bend down or sit down!!!!!! So after the back-breaking(literally) attempts at cycling, I was pretty knackered(and sad) when the day ended. Got scolded just a bit by mum for going out...... and for wearing white shorts to the beach ._.

So far, I have compeleted like 3/4 of the homework... so I wish my mum would stop complaining on how I am neglecting my studies.....
























Now, it is my turn to erase my first impression of you. I see that looking on the good side of you is nothing but just a false image. Thanks a lot...... for the pain you brought me. I REALLY appreciate it.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Ironic conversation

Happen to overheard a piece of ironic irony on the bus.

*Portions of the conversation have been edited to ensure smooth reading and because of my awfully poor memory.

Guy talking to Girl: Sit here.
Girl: Why? I want to sit at the back
Guy: Those bunch of rowdy teenagers are going to be very noisy and they will start swearing and cussing.
Girl: Oh.. Ok

10 mins later......

Guy: oh S***! This is so F***ED up!


Irony much?