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R E N T A L.
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, 25 shtator 2007

thank you Isaac. honestly, i was just about to let go of TP CMM and settle for NP or less. but you know, your little tag made me realize that dreams are meant to be realized. not held on to for 4 years and then let go of (: how apt, your tag. thank you. so so much. with love. you're my inspiration.

SO, anyway.

today wasn't all too bad (: in fact, it wasn't bad at all. i woke up with a start, realizing that Time, in all its glory, has sprinted past me and left me late and half asleep. 6.35A.M. stupid, really. i just missed my bus and by the time i get to the bus stop, i'd be beyond late. so i did a quick check of the timetable and none of the lessons were worth going for.

FT- useless
Lit- teacherless
Chem- i take combined
Chinese- i'm done with that
Physics- i take combined
Math- useless

and so judging from the uselessness of the day, i decided that it was not worth my $7 to take a cab (i would, but i'm broke) or my one hour to serve detention in my last week of school.

BUT, i didn't fall back to sleep. i'm too scared to sleep. so i hit the books at 6.35 in the A.M.

cue: applause

had brunch with the dad at 11.30 and met the sean on the bus at 2 +++ and then aiks at 3+++ and we studied till 8.30?

i was so peeved by this obnoxious fat man in a baby blue shirt who was smoking away and talking on the phone as if the rest of the world were non-existent and the person on the other end was deaf. the person on the other end probably went deaf after the three hour long conversation with this noxious, obese, smoke producing blob. boo.

we had a good dinner (: it's amazing what a combined force of finances can do. our dinner, for three broke asses, was pretty good aye? we all left, dead broke, save for sean.

lovely end to a lovely day. we were treated by God to a 4 minute spectacle of The Moon. see la? all don't want to celebrate zhong qiu jie with me. it was lanternless and mooncakeless. but the moon, in itself, was a sight to behold. i've decided that from next year on, i'll make zhong qiu jie a tradition. even without the festivities, it's a great opportunity to marvel at God's greatness.

simple things. where i marvel in God's power. Master Artist, He is. who else could have made something that looked that majestic?
simple things. when a message (or more) could make my day.
simple things. when dinner can be thrown together by three friends with not much money. i swear, it's the company, not food. though the food wasn't all too bad. haha. love you two.
simple things. a quiet bus ride with good jazz. brilliant.


oh, and sean, don't be stupid.

tick tick, the time goes by.. and soon (: before you know it.


Grace ♥ 10:00 m.d.