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22.4.09

Hi. This is the kind of post that contains no pictures.
Only words and emotions and all my inner thoughts you don't see me voicing out.
Some woman on radio (some guest person) just sang an incredibly high-pitched song and I'm honestly very disturbed right now.
So.
Guess what I've been doing this week!
I've been conscious of it for the past 7 days - my vulgarity vocabulary has taken itself onto a whole new level.
It scares me. The scariest thing is that, I feel good when all the verbal diarrhoea spews out.
I know, I'm SUPPOSED TO feel good after describing how I felt at that very moment in such a crude way but thing is, it's a cooler challenge if I could describe my emotions in the same context but yet with different words.
Non-vulgar words.
Anyway, during class at school I had a very strong craving for hot chocolate crepe and imagined myself sitting in front of the TV watching an entire season of Friends.
I'm back from TLL class and I absolutely look forward to it every single week.
Miss Ligaya Ong is the world's most inspirational, smackin' awesome teacher.
She's so true and encouraging and hilarious.
You see, I couldn't find the answer to a comprehension question when it was just the first few words of the paragraph.
And I was like "Where! Whereeee!"
Cheryl: "The first few lines!!!"
Miss LOG: "Good, Cheryl! Not like some people who read backwards!"
HAHAHA :) me likey her much! (psst! SHE LAUGHED TOO SO IT'S NOT AN INSULT!)

Oh Z I'm so, so proud of you for trusting God.
You got such a massive amount of money for the work you pumped in.
Not hard work that you went crazy over - but you being so undeserving and yet God gave you that money!
(If you guys thought Z and I were over, well... hahaha.
We aren't.
Because he wouldn't stop saying Iloveyous + "Linggg habibtyyy" to me.
And, um, I couldn't resist his sweet persistence.
So he's gonna be the first one to buy me a baby brown persian cat.
You promised me!)
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Watched Nigella Feasts on my favourite channel today, Discovery Travel & Living.
My eyes were glued to the TV screen for the entire 15 minutes.
Johnna and I were laughing over Andrew Zimmern's Bizarre Foods last night as well.
He's the epitome of cute and zomg he's so, so lovely to watch!
A Random Conclusion:
Ah I love life and even the chaos lets me sit back and laugh it off.
I only wish I could glorify God in everything I do because seems like I've left Him out for the entire week.
My blood test was due on the 9th of April and look, it's the 22nd.
I realised that I have been losing weight at a rate where I can withstand the diet programme - because I gave it to God; I do the natural and He does the supernatural.
I think God's so beautiful and I don't ever want to club or go to any dirty parties because I want to glorify Him every single moment of my life.
The vulgarities have proven to be worthless and they shall be crossed out from my mouth, my mind and my spirit, along from the temporary anger I feel from my heart as well.
I thank God for the many friends that have been supporting me daily, who tell me to go for tuition, who solve problems for me and with me, who give me hugs and kisses on my cheek and once again, for never letting me go.
I feel so loved and I can't be thankful enough.
xoxo