Friday, September 27, 2002

to jarmz: hey girl.. i cant tell you how pleased i am that you're going back to church. its not gonna be easy fitting cell grp times back into ur daily life. But then if its God's will that u go for cell, i'm sure that He'll give you the strength to do it. you just gotta ask Him for it.

its gonna be super tough cos the evil one will try to pull you away. so rem that anyone you have doubts abt going to church, pray and ask God to show you why you're feeling that way..
I'm sure He will show you.

to dazzled: hey, dun worry, you're not alone. so many of us are going thru exams. and everyone is like slogging their guts out. if you're overwhelmed, then you are obviously not giving your self enuff rest.
you're pushing your self too hard. and this stressed up attitude is not gonna help esp when the exams draw even nearer, cos its gonna build up even more and may even " explode" on the day of the exams. this may result in you blackingout and not reming any thing during the exams.

you cant sleep cos your mind is not at peace. if that's the case, pray b4 sleeping. and dun do any work abt 1/2 b4 you sleep. so that you're mind dun get so bogged down by work. ok?

"i can do all things thru Christ who strengthens me"

Thursday, September 26, 2002

havent been updating anywhere, save for a few words in my lj, where i bitch about stress. haha.

intensive study now, stuck in the hall until the 25 of oct. bah. was overwhelmed by everything last night, broke down and cried. i mean, because of the stress, everyone's abit edgy and every lil thing affects me. because everyone's a bit pissy and all, misunderstandings take place, old stuff re-surface, and i get thrown into some bad mood more often.

everyday in school i feel giddy, due to the lack of sleep, but at night, i take ages to sleep. havent been having an appetite, therefore gastric pains. i feel like stabbing myself for aggravating the pains you know. bah.

oh well. i hope all is well for eevryone else here then :)

Wednesday, September 25, 2002

ahhh been rather busy. yaWn. oh well. went for cell grp yest. hmm was pretty okay i guess. just that im so fucked up with my life i wasnt realli used to it. and i guess i wouldnt be able to keep the commitments i have to. like stay back every wed till 9? for cell? and yeah. its like..i dunno. i realli wanna try and im gonna try it. i realli am. trust me... and im realli glad for the pple in cell who are encouragin me to go and all... but as much as i wanna try, i am gonna try it on my own i guess. since the last time in church, i learnt not to ask pple for help. realli.

oh well. so when they ask if im coming next week or for service, i just brush the question away. cos i dunno if i would go, wouldnt wan to disappoint them anyway.but im gonna make my fullest effort to go... urgh. help me.

oh well. got a project to be handed in tmr. and havent started on it. gonna try asking for extending deadline till monday. sigh. not much of use. but h-e-c-k

aye. going hendrix tmr. yay. drinking.. and more drinking.

btw. im feeling lost. and confused. help me?

Tuesday, September 24, 2002

smthing that my fren sent to me.. this is for those in need of laughs.. These are couplets taken from the rhymezone site where there's this competition for writing the most romantic first line and most unromantic second..here are a few of the entries..

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.

After you, my love, my only prize
Would be a bullet between my eyes

Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face

I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother

Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you're not

I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face

I love your smile, your face, and your eyes-
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!

Every time I see your face
I wish I were in outer space

I saw your face as you walked by
but then I saw a better guy

What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime

I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming

My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way

My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"