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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 martë, 7 gusht 2007

I SHALL BUY ME A TROLLEY BAG (: not. anyway, my bag weighs... 5.8kg. officially, my bag is obese and it has broken my shoulder. can someone please remind me to get duct tape to tape up my backpack in order to save my shoulders? thank you.

ANNOUNCEMENT:

Sentosa would have to wait for me for a while longer. damn. reasons being:
1) something girly :(
2) the reluctant "go lar go lar" from my parents, which translates into a "go if you want us to get pissed and ignore you for about three thousand years" and so, i'm a saint, i shall relent.
3) i can't wake up early enough either and i need my sleep. check out the hideous things on my face called eyebags
okay, yeah, so i don't have alot of reasons BUT i'm not going :( grab some sun on my behalf eh, loves? go, have fun without me, don't worry about my feelings, i won't mind that you all will be looking gorgeously bronze with natural blusher while i will be looking ghastly and pale in my SK-11-worthy Chinese skin. GO! (ok ok drama i know, but really, have fun!) don't kill yourselves on my account (:

vaness, i'm very addicted to your "anyhoos". haha. stupid word. stupid you. stupid me LOVES YOU.

it was such a long long day today! every hour crawled along at the speed of a 5000kg man driving a mini-minor. (which is impossibly slow cos i'm not even sure he can fit in one) PLUS my bag weighed 5.8 kg and i'm not exactly strong, so i was withering under the harsh heaviness of the wretched hot pink massivo baggio. if there's even such a word as massivo baggio. never mind. let's just say i made it up and decide that my bag shall be italian.

and kaikai, (yes i'm mentioning you here, so be honoured and stop whining you adorable gay boy whom i haven't seen since ice-age) i do miss you and i'm just typing this minute paragraph so you'd be happy and shut up (: it worked right? yes yes, i know you love me too.

we had school, and math remedial, and then Amath remedial. okay, so we're in 4/1. SO? it doesn't mean we're machines. being genius does not equate to turning into androids. i happen to think that i, too, need a life (: and i'm not THAT genius, anyway.

well yeah, so no sentosa for me on friday, which means i shall just have to jam more fun into wednesday AND find people to do stuff with on friday cos thursday's a study-day. or maybe friday should be sudy-day too? uhm. i'll decide later on. (i'm indecisive, remember?)

YOWZAH! boy, am in need of sleep.


Grace ♥ 4:50 m.d.