As you all know, I have Patrick Starfish in my studyroom.
He's cuddly; he could be considered a 'mini' midget for his size.
I don't really like the way he grins though.
I always glare at him when I'm naked in my room.
Son of a pervert, isn't he not? :)
Yesss and so I was sitting on the toilet bowl reading.
7 pages of Lily B's On The Brink Of Cool amused me.
I'm back from a SereneCentre.Macdonalds.Breakfast.Date with Cara.
We were sitting on the table next to Claire and Minfeng.
Claire heard us play "Shoot, Shag & Marry".
Hahaha. Yeaaah it wasn't that private anyway.
We talked about guys at church (as usual) and a suitable boyfriend for me.
Cara says that my future boyfriend should be like the sunshine.
Someone whom everyone loves to have around.
Probably like Patrick (Darling) Starfish but just that he doesn't talk.
Church was okay, a speaker came into our class to talk to us about missions.
I don't know if I should go.
After all, it's doing God's work after He resurrected on Easter Day.
But I'm pretty afraid that I'll be sian-edddd.
If it's gonna be like survivor camp, hell no, I'd rather be someone who just goes to some random person on Orchard Road and talk to him/her about God, thank you.
Oh well, I have Chinese tuition at 2pm and Math tuition at 4.30pm.
I hate Mr Harrie.
He changed our ACES Day song.
He hates me too, apparently. That's what Khairul told me.
Well I hope his wife breaks his penis during sex.
I'm sorry I said this, but yeah whatever, then again- I'm not sorry.
Oh screw him, impatient moron.
But God's so good, in fact, He's still waiting for people like Mr Harrie to accept Jesus into their lives.
People who are self-centered, who bear grudges for the wrong reaons.
People who commit all kinds of crime, sniff glue, backstab.
Wow.
How awesome is He man :D
Ily, Lord!
12.8.07
