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20.10.07

i had drama at school.
it was not bad, in fact i think our advertisement has been a huge success.
drama is made out of: Actions, Words and Performance.
i was the leader for the "Words" section, yeaaah and i really got them thnking.
most of the people in my group contributed important words,
so i'm glad that we've done our part.
i want credits for thinking of such an awesome idea!
but anyway! my juniors and i took a bus to Tiong Bahru.
we were gonna buy big pieces of paper and decorate it.
in the end, i'm the one who's gonna write the big words.
yeah we bought the stuff at Popular and went to eat at LJS.
i'm tired, really.
i try to be nice and yet people are always there to screw things up.
like Zachary, the fucktard.
i'll give you an attitude if you stand in my way when i'm telling a CCA friend what to do on Monday to bring glory to the Drama Club.
i don't give a shit if you're auditioning the sports leaders.
i don't care if you're my senior, you're not fit to be one if you shout at my junior.
and today was just stupid, i lost the $6 i borrowed from Habibah.
it must have slipped out of my pocket.
Auntie Rosie just came to visit too.
i just want a hug from Jesus right now, because i know His touch restores my life.
worship practice at night.
i wish my parents were back at home now,
at least someone will be checking on how i am.
at least i can go to either one of them for a random cuddle.
i said goodnight to my parents through sms last night.
my dad sent me back: Goodnite. Ling
my heart melted when i saw the word Ling.
it's a deep but quiet love that my parents have given me,
and no matter how everyone turns their back on me,
they never will.
oh yes, and Jesus too.





watch this, you'll probably be touched by the way He stretched His arms out just to save your soul from Satan.