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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 enjte, 19 qershor 2008

"I AM HE AS YOU ARE HE AS YOU ARE ME
AND WE ARE ALL TOGETHER"



i am picking at my nose and blowing it for all i'm worth, and green gooey stuff come out. UGH. not cool at all. nope, not cool at all. and my eyebrows feel like caterpillars, i am not joking and it is not funny so please do not stare at my eyebrows and mock them. (though now that i've mentioned it, everyone will probably take some time off staring at my pimples just to scrutinize my eyebrows.)

i need to lose more weight yo! i am excited :) SHAPE magazine has kindly provided a running scheme, although, i have nothing to run for. no marathon to register for. except something called the MILK race or something like that, which sounds kind of milky so i'm not that inclined to participate in it.

i have seen pictures of women with perfect abs and i am so psyched to get me some of those! wah piang eh. i can't wait to look down and see a perfect set of bronzed abs on me. i will now give a self-satisfied smirk to myself because i have finally figured out what to do with my body. the sad thing is, i have to actually start exercising. HAHAHAHAH

i need to drink soy milk in order to build up on the calcium shitake mushroom or i will suffer from calcium deficiency and die or at least get osteoporosis, says my ever-well informed mother who has a temper the size of Texas. i do not like milk. maybe, just maybe, i will like soy milk.

nah, who am i kidding?
but i will drink it anyway.

i am feeling very self-centred but aiya never mind la huh. tonight only.

i am very incensed to go run right now. but.... it's 1.45am and something tells me i should be sleeping. so i shall.

i need to sleep proper, eat proper, work proper, study proper, live proper, exercise proper, love God proper (which is probably the only part going well right now). i need to start being proper. proper like the name, Richard. or, Paul. or, Edward. or, Patricia. or, Majorie. or something proper like that.

i need to redo my nails. they are chipping and they are fugly with a capital UGLY. and i have project meeting at 12 tomorrow and then a meeting at 6 and then music practice at 7. i am running in the AM, and i am doing my quiet time also in the AM. okay, i will wake up at 8. or 9. or whatever i am going to sleep now goodbye.


Grace ♥ 12:05 p.d.