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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, 18 mars 2008

"THEY SCREAMED MY NAME, SWEET NOVOCAINE"

oh hello!

daddy and i slept in today. i was so surprised to find that he was still asleep when i had woken up. i woke up twice, actually. once at 9am when this idiot of a China woman called the house and blabbered on in Mandarin in her Chinese accent (which means i understood zilch of what she said) and then i hung up on her cos i was so uber pissed. and then i woke up again at 1 plus where i barged in on daddy only to find him snoring. pffffft.

we lazed around before deciding to go watch a movie. we watched, HAHA, waterhorse. so lousy right? horrid show. so long and draggy. tsk. waste of a good 14 bucks. AND the place was freezing. not funny ok? 2 hours in that freezing dark room. thank God that at least the seats were comfy.

i left daddy by his lonesome at about, 7? then i SHOPPED!!! haha horrible, me.

i blew a hundred bucks today (which is equivalent to twenty hours' worth of work) 50 on clothes and 50 on books... i'm submitting my atm card to mummy. this thing with me and an open gateway to my bank account.... it's not working out. haha and i just might get kidnap by this person who sincerely resents my spending of money. i might just have to ask him to kidnap me too, to save me from myself.

so yay, i'm going to curl up in bed, no not to cry, but to read a book :) mummy was screaming at me for buying more books, citing that it is more economically friendly to borrow books from a library.

1. library books are not new
2. library books are not mine
3. i cannot curl up in bed with a library book cos they're smelly
4. library books mean datelines. (not that i can't meet them, i just don't like the feeling that i have a dateline. i hate datelines. i'd rather read at ease and freedom.)
5. library books have weird dog eared pages and all... disgusting i say.

it's funny how a little message makes everything alright again :)

but still.

i'm away from work for the whole of this week :( rar!!!! i wanna make coffee and talk to retards over the counter. this is not cool..

OH! i am now broke. hahahah

i have to go collect my medical report tomorrow then send it to TP, then i have piano lessons from 5-6.30pm, then i have cell prayer/steamboat at my place. OKAY! I AM OFF TO READ AND TRY TO SLEEP! byebye

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