i've been places, and i've done things. some i'm proud of, some i wish could be undone. but all things work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His will (Romans 8:28) and i know He's takin' me places.
word of the day: [Accoutrements] meaning: Paraphernalia, Appurtenances, Acessories
my attempt at improving my english. damn. i need that A1. i think i'm gonna get to work on the whole vocab thing. GINO LU JIA JUN! your fault la. oh, say hi to matt(xiong) for me and tell him i think he's hot stuff :) love you gino! seriously la, you're an inspiration. you and danny boy.. we shall do pool parties and then some when Os are out of our faces ok? and you are NOT fat you skinny thing, so don't be ashamed of your bod cos it's kinda hot too. see? i'm so encouraging! :) yay, grace.
the nearness of the Os are freaky. massively so. 10 weeks to Prelims, just a few days ago, it was 11 weeks. since when did Time run this fast? someone must have bought Time some new running shoes or a new coach. Time's going way too fast and i can't catch up. sweet sixteen? my arse.
the funniest thing is that i'm so freaked out by this whole time-is-flying thing, but i'm not really studying-studying. you know the feeling? the kind where you're so scared that you'd crap in your pants yet you don't do anything to alleviate your fears. how dumb i am. like, majorly.
this year seems to have vapourised. january 22nd, i was happily screaming to the class that our Os were in 9months. february 22nd, i was going all "8 months! 8 months more!" then came march, april, may, and june 22nd, i didn't even notice it's arrival. and i didn't shout that i'm left with 4 months. 4 months of hell to endure and then i'm home free. (ironic term. why home free? baseball huh?) i can't wait for october 22nd. i can finally face my demon and i WILL triumph. watch out for my victory banner, my anthem song will be playing at full blast, and then i'll set about preparing for my next phase in life, to join the older ones in YA and in the polytechnic of God's choice. 8 points. Lord, please.
i seriously need to get my act together. yes i do. brilliant, sherlock. it took me all of about 6 months to realize my entire life depends on this stupid exam. roar.
oh yes, here's a scream for you RACHIE NG: babe we've gone through periods where i've thought you were the hugest bitch in the world, and sure we still have our corners to iron out but my goodness, i love you LAH. take care of your tummy and don't get sick again ok? i'm not used to seeing you hurl and looking all pale and zombic. i was supposed to chase you at cross country remember? and no matter what, cheer up and don't be sad and stuff.. i'm here if you want to cry to and we can jog and diet together if you want.. i still need to tone up my baby fats and get those abs and pelvic bones i've been wanting :) and no dear,you are NOT fat. netball remember? that equates to muscles and that you're an athlete! studywise, you're studying WAY much harder than i am, so don't freak out too much.. spiritually, we gotta keep propelling each other on to be better examples in school for God. people have gotta look at us and think, "if those are what Christians are, i wanna be one too" sure, we've screwed up and have been complete sluts and bitches, but hey, there's always a second chance, no? jia you love. i'm here! it's never too late.
okay, grace. enough blab, not enough work. GO STUDY!