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My room is soooo messy. Sigh. I can’t really be bothered to clear up, even though the mess does bother me. I guess that I’ll make a start after I finish this blog post. My dad is convinced that I am the greatest procrastinator of all time (Read what is apparently my motto: “why do today what you can do tomorrow”).
So many farewells to go for… :(
On a completely unrelated note, I’m not sure if I should use Google Reader anymore. I tend to neglect to read blogs that I can’t subscribe to on Reader, and when I comment on a post, I forget to check if there’s a reply. Hmmm…
Bidding today. Please please please let me get the modules that I want.
Went for Hearts Aflame these past couple of days. Great speakers; Sy Rogers, Rebecca Pippert etc. Truly inspiring and a timely reminder of our role as witnesses for Christ. Also, another lesson about how to love others and my call to serve Christ.
School Daze tonight was fun and great to meet up with people who I hadn’t seen for quite a while. Just sitting in the CPA made me remember good times with Haven and Black Comedy, like singing and playing the fool at both times. :) Plus the euphoria of performances, whether onstage or backstage. I do miss theatre, almost as much as I miss debate.
As we sang the school anthem and I walked down the spiral staircase, I realised how much I miss school too.
I’m rather tired now. Tomorrow calls for planning and for vision.
Oh yes, and I can drive now.
Not much of an announcement, but yeah…
I’ve just read my EE. My goodness, it was convoluted and the topic itself was too complex.
I think that I was mad to have done that topic.
The marker probably fell asleep while reading my essay and couldn’t be bothered to continue marking it.
So tomorrow it’ll be 27 years.
You said that there is nothing to celebrate…
And at that moment, I saw pain flicker across her face, if only for a fleeting moment.
You didn’t care, you just turned and walked away.
She went out into the rain, alone.
I’ve seen you switch from a clenching jaw to a jolly smile,
And every time, it makes my stomach turn.
I’ve seen a broken spirit and fallen tears,
But do you care?
Someone tell me what to do…
And where would YOU be? I call, and no one answers. I pray, and your ears are deaf.
So I’m back from VCF camp where I met a tonne of great people plus was greatly challenged by the message shared (will write about it soon).
Things are beginning to pile up and things are looking busy.
I’ve realised that my antiapapthy blog has been dead since my first and last post. I need to read the news soon (I know, I should be reading the newspapers) and think about what concerns me. Any ideas, people?
P.S. The IB statistical bulletin for Nov2007 is out.
I was about to blog about how I would offer to pay someone to tidy up my room for me, but Amy tidied up my room this evening. Heh.
I really enjoy playing pool tennis. :)
And I love my sisters and boyfriend. :)
When there’s a dark storm on your horizon
And you think you can’t get through it
Just put your hand in my hand
And I’ll show you how to do it
When the future looks uncertain
You can count on me to be there
And when your heart and soul are hurtin’
Just look and you’ll see me there
Just follow where I lead
I’ll give you what you need
A love that’s always true
And someone who believes in you
So I’m home.
As expected, Murray was thrashed by Nadal. Heh.
Also as expected, I have forgotten to get presents for at least a couple of people.
Also, I haven’t finished the notes for debate and don’t have the chords for all the songs that I’ve chosen for the week I’m leading worship.
As we flew over the Middle East, I remembered all that I had read about the unrest there and also Colin Powell’s statement which was quoted by Bono in the foreword of Jeffery Sach’s highly recommended book, The End of Poverty, “The war against terror is bound up in the war against poverty”.
While I was thinking of that, I looked at the sky, resplendent with stars as we flew above the clouds. It took my breath away and reminded me of the song below.
Truly, our God is amazing, for as Graham Kendrick put it “hands that flung stars into space, to cruel nails surrendered”. In all his might and power, He still loves us despite our failures. When we view history, we cannot but come to the conclusion that we are a despicable and fallen species, morally deformed.
As I continued to wonder, I suddenly felt very small in this Boeing 747 that I was in. We celebrate man’s achievements, whether scientific or otherwise, and yet, we are nothing compared to these massive balls of burning hydrogen that are so many million light years away. We are nothing in contrast to this unimaginably _______ [I cannot find an apt enough adjective] God.
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