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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, 11 shtator 2007



PRELIM UPDATE:

[SS] screwed up big time. haha. so much for studying the sec 3 textbook cos only Diplomacy and Deterrence came out. and i don't understand that topic. so i ended up blabbering away for the 12m essay on housing, and the 13m essay is gone. just like that, *poof* 13 marks. lovely.

[math P1] for the first time in my life, i didn't have enough time to finish the paper. YAWP. lost about, 18 marks? stupid stupid stupid.



just stare into my insipid eyes and tell me how i'm going to make it through the next 57 days? oh no! not those eyes! (: heh.

so anyway. today was papers, busride with za to bedok interchange to renew the pass, tuition, study in church which involved us bullying sean and also my 2 hour talking-hiatus, then a eat and chill session, then me home, poolside, and now about to go beddy-bye.

i. almost. died. i need to talk. man! so tough. but a fast ain't a fast unless there's sacrifice eh?

today is a very deep in thought day. i've been thinking alot about my looks and stuff and how i'm so not pleased with me. (think: eyebags/ pimples/ fats/ rash/ weird toes/ flabbbs/ etc.)

and then aikey played this song by jewel and it was so so sad. it was all about the discrimination of people just because they're ugly/ pretty/ fag/ whatever-genres-you-have and i just thought, hell, it's so true.


[i had more to say but i don't want to cos it sounded lame after awhile (: ]

dear D,
ya ya, blabber on.
you still amuse me.
i never knew you were this funny.
weirdo. you.
love, Grace.

it's such a weird think-of-deep-thoughts moments. the kind where everything just doesn't make sense, as if all problems have no end, as if all issues had no solutions.

GRACE YOU HAVE CHEM TOMORROW, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?

choice A: burn the midnight oil and study more
choice B: just go to sleep since its just the prelims
choice C: plonk on the piano and annoy the neighbour (a.k.a my hot swiss george clooney lookalike who is way too old for me)

i think i'll go with choice B.

dear Lord, please make me worried again. this numbness towards the Os is scaring me. in Jesus name i pray, amen.

no char, i won't dig. i never have. PROMISE! i love you. thanks for caring enough to nag me (: you rock my ankles!

sean love, thanks for buying back for us and for the little talk at the end of the day. it was nice having intellectual talk with you. for the first time, i realize, you do have intellect (:

ness, i know what you did last night. muahahaha. and there WILL be sun tomorrow and i'll get my tan. and if all else fails, there's always wednesday to get tan. hee. you jealous right?!? there's always space for you la. call me and get your lazy butt here and we'll tan/talk/study ok? i love you.
P.S. i actually don't know what you did last night. haha. lame ah? sorry la, it's just that i can talk now so i talk alot. don't you miss my silence?

aiken, you're the sexiest puppy dog i've ever seen studying in a sleeping bag. and i don't know what'll happen after Os but you'll always be special to me. love you, you nonsense thing!

shensy, wake up babe! hee. not that you have to la, since you're so smart already, you'd probably get straight A1s while sleeping through all your papers anyways and its so not fair but ah well that's life and i love you alot you non-substituuuuuuuute

i LOVE my study bunch (:



squirrels, nuts and psychopaths


Grace ♥ 12:13 p.d.