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Grace Ke

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.

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e mërkurë, 15 gusht 2007

fever, fever go away. and no, no really, don't come back.

ARGGHH. the stupid physics practical got my head hurting, thus leading to a horrid feverish feeling. gah. i hate stupid make-you-sick-germs.

so anyway, school today ended on a really bimbotic note :) in the words of Gino,"oh gawd, it's the bimbo club" hee. i'll miss you girls so much la! and richard ng ting tong! read this: TENT! ooooh. kinkeh. . and i can't even say i love you.

i was in the cab and my bimbo-hyperness simply faded into nothingness, leading to me sitting, feeling like a table cloth. hmm. make that a fat table cloth. ok ok, don't kill me. i put on weight, so just let me whine about this fat feeling ok? :)

i'm not in the bloggery mood but i just felt like i have to type something. so i did. so. yup. i'm done. anyways, plans for today: rest a while to try to sleep this feeling off, head down to church to study (in FBTs and the gorgeous bright class jersey and slippers because i have no mood to dress up whatsoever) and in church, i have to speak to the Pastor and then i have to study ALOT. yes. yes.

wheels of time have been set in motion. "tick tock tick tock." oh yes, the time bomb too.


Grace ♥ 3:33 m.d.