Thursday, April 26, 2007
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I feel like blogging, maybe its like a weekly habit thing.
I finally watched Heroes again, it made me happy for a bit.
And I went back to static.
My life is amazingly stagnant and boring now.
Come home, study, sleep. Oh yes, the joys of life.

BUNS OF STEEL AND BRAINS OF A CABBAGE
That would stick with me my entire life, really.

8:46 pm;

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Thursday, April 19, 2007
For all the Wrong Reasons
I have to stop obsessing about (I am so ranting here):

UWC Scholarship
Ohemgee! I want to get it so bad to go to Italy/Canda/Norway/New Zealand/England.
This is killing me, the schools all look so funky and cool.
The Italy one especially, their science is their speciality, and they have marine bio.
How cool can that get. Argh, but the chances of me getting in is like zero to none.
Being average, not really fantastic in anything and the fact that I could not really be bothered with world issues.
I cannot, get over this. I want it!
Oh whatever.

Shopping
After like window shopping online, I need to shop and buy stuff.
Everything looks so nice, it is calling out to me to buy it.
Worst of all, they don't ship to Singapore.What the pong!
And my mother does not trust spree, so I cannot buy.
but I feel quite bad, I have bought something new every week.
I cannot become a shopaholic.
Somehow, retail therapy is sooo fulfilling, but now I feel quite sad that I have to wait like a day more before I can go shopping.

2.4KM
Shut up, its stupid but I am getting anxiety attacks thinking about it.
Since the last time I tried to do it, I nearly died from my wind pipe closing up on me.(think asthma)
Also in the light of how super unfit I am now.
I REALLY NOT FEEL LIKE RUNNING at all.

MID YEARS
Its 2 weeks away, nuff said.
And I am only halfway through everything

Okay ignore my pointless ranting, typing it all out is better than pacing up and down my room a gazillion times, it gives me a horrible headache.

8:35 pm;

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Saturday, April 14, 2007
The greatest test of courage on earth is to bear defeat without losing heart

Debators you are the bestest in my books. You guys did really fantabulous.
It was a bittersweet night, it really was.
Somehow, screaming our lungs out on a scarily old ride at a Carnival in Sengkang with lousy, jarring music and weird rides, made everything seem somewhat better.
Paying lots of money to be flipped around upside down was surprisingly fun.
Its amazing how these little crazy moments will be ingrained in my head for a long time to come.
Now I have these huge bruises forming on my shoulders and neck from the ride. It hurts, but it was worth it.
I'm acheing now and having a hard time typing the letters into the box to post this post.

5:54 pm;

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Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Sometimes when we think we are keeping a secret, that secret is actually keeping us
Disillusionment is not a bad thing.
Disillusionment is, literally, the loss of an illusion - about ourselves, about the world, about God - and while it is almost always a painful thing, it is never a bad thing, to lose the lies we have mistaken for truth. Disillusioned, we find out that God does not conform to our expectations. We find out what is not true, and we are set free to seek what is - if we dare.

Every letdown becomes a lesson, and a lure.
Did God fail to come when I rubbed the lantern?
Then perhaps God is not a genie.
Did God fail to punish my enemies?
Then perhaps God is not a cop.
Did God fail to make everything run smoothly?
Then perhaps God is not a mechanic.
Who then is God?

My disappointments draw me deeper into the mystery of God's being and doing. Every time God declines to meet my expectations, another of my idols is exposed.
Another curtain is drawn back so I can see what I have propped up in God's place.

No, that is not God.
Who then is God?
It is the question of a lifetime, and the answers are never big enough or finished.
Pushing back curtain after curtain, it becomes clear that the failure is not God's but my own, for having such a poor and stingy imagination.

Barbara Brown Taylor, Faith Reflections
Becksie's blog

8:41 pm;

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This is going to have alot of pictures.
Swim Meet 07, yet another day of doing nothing, and just stoning in the sun.


The Twelve of Us, finally a picture, without anyone missing

MRS LIM!

Syl with a susage



Syl smelling herself.Nasty

Adele and the martian

Jo being really weird.

Nobody, Joelle and Beulah


Ask me if you want to have the photo of the day, which I highly doubt.
It cannot be put here, needed for blackmail purposes (WINK)
hahahahah okay, need to study

2:21 pm;

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Tuesday, April 10, 2007
You Were the Last High
I feel like blogging, yet I think it would sound overly weird.
Since we went to the Old Folks Home today, Lady of the something something.
It makes me appreciate my grandmother alot more, she's 86 and healthy as ever walking lots and cooking all sorts of wonderful yummies for me to eat.
Now I kinda miss her, she's travelling in China.
Anyway, the trip to the home was surprisingly fun.
Talking to cute little old people.
Grinning widely looking at this one man try to conduct us.
Learning how lousy I really am at housework
Getting laughed at by the nurse
Retard peg games and swings
& More little phantom flies

It was fun, running around pretending that I could fly.
Beacuse for that brief lil moment, it felt like nothing could really catch up.
Felt really happy, for that little bit of time.
When you fly, you are free to do what you want.

I am really sick of studying, I will not study today.
I will just study twice as hard tomorrow. hopefully.
Scratch that, I WII, I MUST

7:08 pm;

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Monday, April 09, 2007
Hello My Treacherous Friends
I realised just how sad life is today.
When one thing is over, you run face first into another
It doesn't really matter though, somehow.
There are always people to cheer you up.
With little snippets of stupid retardedness which just make you want to smile.

Aaaiiyaaiiyaaii I am the stupid phantom fly.

5:27 pm;

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Sunday, April 08, 2007

The Great Exchange
Trying never to lose the wonder of the cross.

5:08 pm;

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Saturday, April 07, 2007

Its been awhile (:

Pretty weird, 2 years on since we last met up.
Laughed about the silly notes we passed around in p6.
Worrying about, Seconday school, PSLE.
Now we are Sec4, its freaky.
How all our worries seem to be pointless and insignificant.
Anyway, Number 23 is a cool show.
Its a tiring show to watch, you spend half the time trying to add.
For a brief moment, I was obessed about it. Panicking at weird moments.
Good Friday, was too busy for my comfort.
Had some wedding dinner to rush to, it was a funny wedding.
They nearly forced all my granduncle and aunt to kiss on stage.
On second thoughts, its pretty disturbing.ew.
Still, its fun to have a good laugh with my cousins and get high over stupid things.
My youngest cousin is the cutest.
I told him that Ash (from Pokemon) died and this was his reaction

6:36 pm;

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Sunday, April 01, 2007

I wish you would step back
From that ledge my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies
That you've been living in
& if you do not want to see me again
I would understand

No I am not suicidal.
hahahahah that would be the best April's fools joke.
I swear I love Syl for burning the CD.

Oh yes, photos of the debators. before I forget. I know it is really late. like almost 1 1/2 weeks.
Beulah, looking martian-y
Debators! Who broke 1st (:

9:17 pm;

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BECKY
310191
JesusFreak
Mgs/4s
Brmc
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What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord.
Philippians 3:8

NOISE
Jumper {Third Eye Blind}
Thunder {Boys like Girls}
Iris {Goo Goo Dolls}
Stop&Stare {OneRepublic}
That Girl {David Choi}

STUFF