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How much is a friend to you?
Priceless or just another stepping stone for your goals?
Do you bring your goals to them or use them for your goals?

The last week of Sec 2 semester, a band of brothers gathered together to mug.
And I was one of them.. We forced each other to push over our studying limit.
Killed time by doing dumb things and enjoyed each other's presence.
We made an oath.. never to be disbanded until a constitution is formed.
Ooops.. confused with French Revolution!! (Inside History Class joke)

We did something to commemorate our brotherhood.
We threw wet tissue balls from our 4 storeys high studyarea down,
which got one lucky ball stuck on the overhead wall.
It's still there. Full of greeny moss and yucky bacteria.

That is what the state of the brotherhood is..
full of moss weed and infested with bacteria.
It's dead and filthy.. Ha!

Finally, we were temporarily separated, permanently cut off.
Though we were together still. But all of us were and are different.
One is a sportman. E other is a all-rounder. I'm jack of all trades.
One team with different destinies.
We hardly see each other but still have our usual virtual chats.
That was then..

Out of blue, some gals invaded my anti-feminine gender self esteem.
I had to cooperate with them for a BBQ outing.
However, It turned out to be a positive reaction.
I was mesmerized by 2 gals.
But it lasted for 3 seconds. An defined puppy love. Bleah!!!

They became my companions.
We desired for each others companionship.
With no string attached, thus couldn't survive the test of time.
Our passion for each other was diminished by external contributing factors.
Stone erodes under dripping water.
Now, everyone is busy with their life, including myself.

One introduced me to the romances of Valentine's day.
The other introduced purple into my list of favourite colours.
Though I missed the days, but i knew they were articifical.
'Cos we were just prowling at what we desire.
And we got what we wanted during our adolescent period.
Its time to move on...
"Happy Birthday to myself.
Happy Birthday to myself.
Happy Birthday. Happy Birth..."

I remembered that on my 14th birthday. My parents shoved a red 10-buck note at me to buy a cake for myself. They remembered it but was too tired to celebrate with me..
I strolled along the alley by the HDB, cold night wind blew against my cheeks. A tingling sensation along my horizon.. I was about to explode into tears. There wasn't any warm in the house, just a home made up of four cold walls.
The cake was a cake. Nothing speical about it. Even though the phrase, ' Happy Birthday' was impressed on the top. Clinche was the word to describe my feeling upon those fading words.
I wept myself to sleep. Asking 'why me only?'.. I found no answer to my question. I was alone.

Unexpectedly. An envelope was found chucked on my study table. Inside this yellow enevlope was a card for someone's special day. It was for me.. by my sister.
She Rox! but not for long...
I was back into my shell again. I was overdepressed.
I looked over the window and scanned the surrounding below.
DO IT OR NEVER!!
Never was the final answer.
I think it was the Spirit of the God that came into me and made me so timid of suiciding.
He made me feel so frustrating cold, that my fingers were numb and legs were icy freezed.
That was the turning point of my life.
Who is my friend?
Who is my acquaintance?
Who is my companion?
Who is my amigo?
Who is my confidant?
Who is my assoicate?
Who is the lion that awaits for the chance to prowl onto me?
Who is who...

For years, I kept myself in isolation.
I kept my life to myself and wore a mask to cover up
the abusing I receive at home. The discrimination by my relatives.
Just becos, I'm the least of the family among my relatives.

I wasn't my parents' favourite.
I was the dumbest among my cousins.
I was treated as a young slave by my parents than a child.
I was expected a higher standard from my deans.
I was I isn't.

All these bitterness gave birth to self-abuse..

I made myself to do things, that a child couldn't.
I pushed myself to gain muscles to carry heavy loads to please my parents.
I kept my mouth shut when people insulted me.
I submitted to every responsibility that being a scapegoat was so common.
I was a stepping stone to many people's goal.
I was nothing in their eyes.

I remembered that my laugther and smile were stolen at the age of 7,
when I had to face all odds that a child shouldn't be facing yet.
I was though sold to slavery and being perverted to excell in my studies.
Just becos I was the youngest. I was the least.

14 years.. I had no friends. No one to rely on. No one to seek advice.
No one to listen to my grievances. No one..
When people insult me, I wish that I just tell them that they have no right to condemn me. Becos they dunno what my life had been.

An Authentic Introvet being a Superifical Extrovet.
For 14 year.. its like that. A curse upon myself that cannot to lifted.
For some reason, God sometimes can be quite nasty to me. Sometime, I think He abit unfair to me.. But I know, it's all for my own good.

Everytime, when people are sort of enjoying manifesting, I'm in terrible pain. Last Sunday, when I manifested, it was my shoulders on fire like burning coal being secured on them. And God said that it was to heal the scars of my burden. Den last week after that, the week was full of demanding burden for me to carry and run the race. BLEAH!!!
However, I grew spiritually stronger than the week before. Even though, I had insufficient sleep. 2 hours everyday. Soaking in God's presence just empowered me for the next day.

Den the Sunday that just passed. God was really testing my patience. He did weird things on me and gave me weird prophesies. And I know why liao. God reminded me that I once said that Jesus was crazy to do this and that, den... ... Now I'm the walking example of craziness for Jesus. Darn!! But I do enjoy it though..

"You can't swallow what I'm going to do with you this week." He spoke.
Den when I manifested, it was though my stomach was full of butterflies and I was about to puke. So it does click. 'What happenes to you spiritually, you will feel it physically too as well.'
Really, the third day of the week... I can't swallow liao.

Monday: I wanted to pon RocMoc den God said, "NO NO NO! you better go!" I missed the chance to spend time with my friends after the almond jelly lunch. However, the training was very slack and had a final great time with my band of RocMoc brothers and sisters. We took photos as well.

Tuesday: I wanted to go fly kite with them again. Den God reminded me that I made a promise to drop by church once a week. I smiled den manifested in school during break time. I was drunked in the spirit for once. Super siao crazy. Den I decided to go church with an opened heart.. Woo!!! I learnt quite alot during that day about church matters, so prayer list longer liao.

Wednesday: I wanted to join them again for the final debates competition and at least spent sometime with them and pon class. Den God warned, " You better go and study! And go for PSH cell! Dun forget abt your Guitar!" I did go for cell. Den it was evangelism. Cool!!! I was too early to judge God for His pressing on me. I paired with Dennis. Knew him better and also met another guy. Phew...

Thursday: I want to follow my friends to crash St Andrew JC and I know He's going to say no. But not confirm yet, I will chat with Him and see what He says later.
So you see. Follow Jesus and put down selfish ambitions and carry the cross. Say say easy lar, but when action comes.. HAHAhaaa.. You will know liao. Den will be NATO!!! >.<

Let me share more on what God spoke to me. So let me tell you.. Manifesting for me is so much of chatting with God and a bit of screaming and shouting. Ha! Very common though.. I always do that!

When I was praying.. den God asked me,
"Are you willing to just receive this after all the sowing in your sister(s) (in christ/ others), 'thank you for taking care of my wife(s) ever since you knew her(them).' and remain single forever for me?"
YESSSSSSSSSSS...

Darn! :P
I made the promise. Den now.. I sort of lost interest in my eye candy!!! (only some people know.) By the way, her smile still kills me.
As i'm so trouble whether to go with them tomorrow. I fell asleep while taking a short rest on my bed. Eeeek!
Just woke up with chatboxs bombarding and blinking orange by the desktop. Ha!
Time for prayer liao..
Yeeha!! :)
Life's not the same after the prerequisite of revival in church. Manifesting in church seems to be the fun and laugh and tears that everyone sought for. God spoke more strongly as our spirit is revived daily. Chatting with God during soaking is total alien to the Christian friends. Ha!
Beginning of this week is already a...

Darn!
I wan to watch the CIty HArvest REvival COnference.
Blog again later. Or might not. Ha!
Before I even get into blogging my past few days, I have something to explain and elaborate, to clear the air with the smog. BLEAH!!!
For one reason, after speaking to my classmates and some reaction from some certain individuals. I decided to explain more about one of my Jan blog archives: Day 21: Shopping Spree..
What I'm going to say might definitely afflict somebody, but still, I have to responsible for my blog and the things I say. So that, the misunderstanding will not be drag, but is get done with. IMMEDIATELY!!!
This gal that I have mentioned that was 'someone very special to me.. a friend that I met not long ago.. a gal that makes me heart beat faster each time i see her.. in fear'. The reason I said that she's special was that... she was the first person who had(has) negative reaction towards me, though we never really met each other. Thus, I strongly emphasize that I dun have any affection towards her. ZERO! NULL!
So now. I would like to apologize to this gal that got mislead by my word, that she was rather embarrassed by classmates.. No hard feelings?
I'M SORRY!!! -bow 90 degrees and rise-
Frankly speaking, I tried to be nice to her. Try to be a friend to her. But obviously she still hates me. Maybe is this blog's fault. BLEAH!!! I will love her still, as a friend. Ha!
Soaked until I drowned in His presence. It's so comfortable and cozy.
I saw a vision when I was chatting with God:

A spiral of wooden antique stairs that leads up into the heaven.. ha!
Den I took a vertical glance from the side of the stairs up
and saw many many people (or angels) queueing up along the stairs.
I zoomed into the top of exit. I saw a garden within the concrete floor.
There looks like the LOTR: the return of the King 's
the castle with the white King of Kings tree.. or something like that.
But was encircled by a river of water. It felt like the real House of God.
Zoomed out and saw the whole place. It was though floating above the sea.
It was sort of situtated on the bustling city district's river. New York? Maybe.

Den I fell asleep after that.. snoring and drooling. -tsk tsk-

Today was another great day which was so anointed and empowered. Ha!
I woke up very early yesterday morning. I was so apprehensive abt the debate.
I took a quick bathe @ the kitchen toliet. Ha! Den I went to a trunce of 'spring' cleaning my desk. I shoved all the rubbish in my wallet and tired to design my wallet with farbic paint. It turned out to be a disaster. YEWW... now my wallet is sparkling blink blink. Ha!
Did some research on the debating thingy den its lights off.. -Zzzz zzz zzz zzz-

Morning was like speeding bullet. Blam Zap Boom. Its over liao. Mastered partial faction. Drenched my orientation tee-shirt with sweat. Ha!
After PE, I was stoning by the gallery, having a pinic of my own. Suddenly..
I felt the joy of isolation. Not the complete cut off from civilisation or wired society. But the kind of break from social crowd and siting by myself.. enjoying the wonderful creation of the nature. I was in my mini track shorts and marist 'bra', while imagining the field.. the golden field packed with angels kick around. Ha! How interesting.

I really need that break.. Phew! Otherwise I will burn out again. Somemore it's situtated on Wednesday. A middle weekday break. YEEHA!!! Resting is good.

My patience went wild after school.. The chemical reaction: apple juice (thanks BERrrr for that) + bending and tormented spirit = me.
Debating was so like.. pushing me against all odds. I hate odds. I love even... LAME!!! (..")
It wasn't grool at all to see everyone so intense in the gathering briefing hall. Sigh..

Me. BERrr. Jia Ying. Chun Keat. Caroline. Candy. Joanna.
The 1A04 debating representatives and supporters. Yeee... ha!
All's ready. Judge Judy(s). Timekeepers. Oppos. Us. Spectators.
Lights. Camera. Roll.

'This House believes that the Book is Dead. Long Live the Video Screen.'
However to me, it's : I believe that I'm dead and long live screaming. -Scream!!!-
The first round. We were the opposition and we weren't the opposition as well.
We wanted to intro new content, but lack the pushing factors against the preposition.. just abit here and there.. very parallel as mentioned by the guy judge. He was rather kind with his words.

In the process of the 1st debate.. Jia Ying was 1st speaker, followed by BERrrr den lastly me.. Jia Ying was steadfast. Good intro.
BERrrr was slightly less steadfast. Good bridge.
Me was brash and fast. I did some social engineering and made semi-false reports for my arugement. Ha! That's why I didn't need my points to refer to. Ha! What a cover up..
We lost. Ha!

2nd round. We were the preposition.
Initially, our oppos wanted to walk over.. but didn't.
BERrrr was kind of excited? Ha?!?
However, there was a sudden set back. The 3rd speaker couldn't be the repeat speaker.
Ooops..
But the tables changed, once I saw the confidence BERrrr have for the bridge. She was more fluent and better than previous debate. Den I knew immediately. The battle was half-won.
I so love her... She came out of her comfort zone and proposed to be the repeat speaker to conclue. I love her so much. Ha! my good buddy ma. :*

WE WON. Ha!
1 win - 1 lose..
And those who went for the debate, should know who was the best speaker. Thus I shall not have any comments about it. Cos I strongly believe that the best speaker is a 'quack' and 'phony' dude as well.. Ha! And by the way, the best speaker is the most handsome speaker I ever met. Ha! double lie.. I deserved to be hung by my toes. :p

Squash.. I wanted to play since morning. Ha! to exert all my stress on the small black rubber ball. The BLAM BLAM BLAM was though music to my disturbed soul.
It was only possible after debate, cos a rather heavy burden was released and loosen. -deep breathe and out-

After picking up the racket, after making a whole racket on the way to the court, I was racked. Now I finally understand why BERrrr and Weifen! were so addicted to it. I was on the process of become a junkie for Squash as well.
And Emanuel is pro. Naturally talented. And keep it soft.. he trashed the captain of SR squash. SHhhh... ha! The coordination of the ball and his racket was though as One.. experience pays!!!!
It was quite an enjoyment to play and chat along. There was screaming from the gals as the ball flew ragingly towards their corner. All hell broke loose..
Candy and her Milky's poo poo.. -tsk tsk-

Though the sun was still high above, the time told otherwise, it was then 7-plus.
BERrrr and mine passion for continuing squashing was veto by the rest who wanted to 'zao'. Den I said bye bye to the Mr-nice-guy-of-squash and went home with the passion fading slowly as the evening breeze carried it along.

I bid farwell and took 25 home.
I was so zapped, so I decided to soak in His presence after a hot spray.. :p
I lied on my bed and soaked until I drowned in His presence. It's so ... ...
-Zzzz zzz zzz zzz-
My hair is horrible. Na.. Kidding.
I'm getting a dark dirty green Beanie soon. That was sooo Sunday news.
Today, Su sms me that my visor was found!! Yeeha.. I really missed him.
My Cap of Salvation..

Hey.. to all those attainable and desirable singles:
HAPPY BELATED VALENTINE'S DAY!!!
Woo hoo hoo!!! -Hugs and Kisses-

Yesterday was rather crazy of me.. I slept @ 4 a.m.
Cos I wanted to give everyone I know in SR a mini V day present.
In the end, I made 56 mini present. -tsk tsk-
At 3 a.m., I decided to devote an hour to soak in God's presence..
Pickled and spiced in Him..

Schooling was so exciting..
Thou flowers were seen everywhere. But the scent wasn't there.
Sigh.. Why must I always take note on all the subtle things.. YucK!!!
I met my OG active members @ the gate. They were mean!! very lor.
Commented that my gift was wrapped with newspaper sheet.. - evil glance-

It's Teddy Bear wrapping paper lar..
Teddy Bear is something very significant to me lei.
Inside joke of Church. Ha!

Den is 1A04..
I made my transaction during Assembly.. many eyes were casted on me.
But who cares? It's my style ma. I give first den afterward sit back and relax.
My collection booth was opened for not long, to receive all presents on behalf of ZHan. Ha!

Lastly was the walk and give session..
I felt like a MP.. going around to shake people's hands.. Sigh.
But i enjoyed that. Ha! no present den shake hands lor. like that lor..
Gave:
BERrrr- the most 'bizzare gift']
(MEi)Weifen- 3 stalks of 'SunFlower'
Nadia- a real flower that I made her carry the whole day
Caroline- choc and candy

Atmosphere of Love was drowning the hardworking side of me.
I was very so.. very much wanted to pon lectures. Especially GP.
Den the Holy Spirit prompted that the GP teacher would like scan our class for absentees.
True enough.. even before I warmed the sits. She's there. Den only 5 people. Ha!

GP was all abt the English week performances by JC 2 on their Literature stuff. Quite awesome. So gothic.. Eeee... :p
While watching, I was mugging for History test.. Den super sian. I knew the answers but it's the spelling that prohibted the talented me for doing the paper like a gentleman.. by a madman, scribbling my answers.. Made a few people worried by my sudden instable eruption..

PE was great. Did Iron Man circuit. It was so like RocMoc. Ran and did all the standard excerise and ran again. After all the hardwork... We could play Basketball.
Basketball.. The last time I played was during Christmas, with the church. Ha! I was so trashy...
In the beginning, we just rub the ball and trained our 1 pointers. Until a challenge was proposed by PE teacher.

I was the MAN!!! I shed the first blood. I shot a 3 pointer first.. Woo hoo!!!
I was the NA NA!!! Got trashed by Emanual and Matthias, as teacher paired with me.
I was the MAN again!!! I redeemed myself by ending the game with a 2 poiner 'toilet bowl roll'.. Yeeha!

The best day of Valentine's day 2005 was after PE..
I received my first kiss @ the most unexpected place @ the most most unexpected area of my body. The most sensitive part of my body that her kiss was more like a thug on me.

She kissed my butt/bottom/ass..
It was an advantage that lasted for 1 sec, but I felt nothing.. seriously nothing.
Not until I went to look for my friends and came back to the gallery. I saw my 'kisser', who was like slained by something or someone.. which was my dripping-wet-full-of-sweat arse..
Ouch! I pity her sia.. she's like so embarrassed.

At the moment of joy and happiness.. I accidently told almost the whole world about it, but in the end I just limited to my classmates who went for the Singles' Dinner in City.
She had branded me as her arse lover.. hehe!! So shy.. my first time lei.. hehe!!

After considering all the affecting factors, I decided not to frame up my track shorts in memorial of that unforgetable day.. otherwise I have to run in my underwear the next PE lesson. I SHY!!!
I wonder how it feels to kiss someone's smelly arse?? Must be quite fun.. ha!

After all the talking and decision outside Seoul Garden.. We concluded that Kenny Roger was the finally answer to our growling and famished stomach. It was so much a relief for my starvation if not for Chun Keat's 10 bucks to the rescue..

The guys sat together by the round table: the 'Kinghts' of the Round Table.. Ha!
The gals.. separated into 2 groups: the loud and happening.. the graceful and meek..
Really like separating the goats from the sheeps.. or is it the other way round? Ha!

Gambler was our calling.. plus corn muffin+ macaroni n chesse+ mashed potatoe+ onion pasta+ the tender chicken and ribs = Gambler..
However the most hilarious moment was the flipflop of Xian Jun's drink. Ha!
Made Yan Fang's couple tee shirt wet.. -tsk tsk-

Oh yar.. Candy, BERrr, Joanna and me wore couple tee shirt -- the SRJC orientation shirt. Ha!! That was super lame lor.. extremely. very much.

The boys had Man talk and girls had their's.. ha! the unseen benefit of separating the genders.
After a super duper long chatting session - Emanual came. He came alone. Sigh... ...
After he came. The loud and happening girls were 'high' den started to take pictures of Kenny Roger.. HA HA!
After all the snap shots and posing.. it's time to go.

Window shopping along citylink...
That was when I saw the Nike Beanie.. wao ha ha
I was so happy until someone said that I look like uncle in that.
I decided to put it back.
The day ended @ the station. We all went home liao...

Sian.. tomorrow got debating. Ha!
Have to sleep early liao. Ha!
Heavy head.. heavy hea... heavy... he...
-sound asleep-
My hair still rather short. Trimmed.
Tears flow down my cheeks as I look at the mirror every morning since Day 3.
I finally cut my miserable hair and it looks normal. Long Live EC house, down with bowl cutting.

Money comes and goes. Otherwise the economy will have irrational consumers like me ( hey.. I did listen to the econs lectures.) saving for rainy day which seems insignificant, compared to the abundance provided and will be provided by my Papa up above the clouds. Tap from all His provisions.. Yeeha!

The V day..
It's coming soon. And I have a piece of good news: I'm loaded big time.
Lunar New Year 3rd day and I can feel that burden to spend all what I have.
However, I will reap what I sow.. so 10% goes to church.
Den the rest... either into the savings account to hatch interest 'eggs'
Or it flows into the sea of markets where I will be purchasing my desirable goods with both my willingness and ability to do so.. ( that's the definition of 'Demand')

Of all my schooling life.. now is the one that I treasure the most. Every single minute and second, every person and thing.. I love my friends and buddies. I'm so in love with my Papa for what He promised to deliver if I seek first His kingdom and Righteousness..

Thus.. on V day: No girl. No guy. No romantic candlelight dinner for 2. No 'will-you-marry-me' proposal. Nothing for me.
I will be setting aside this day for everyone.. and especially my Heavenly Papa.

I hate to say. But sometimes.. I think that what I blog. No one reads... Sigh.
Shame on me!!

Let me tell u a story now..
Boy A likes Girl A, but Girl A doesn't know.
To save his face, Boy A says that Girl A is his Best friend.
Girl A believed him.
Den now, Girl A's best friend, Girl B was intro to Boy A.
Sadly, Girl B likes Boy A. And Boy A knows.
So Boy A public announced to Girl B that she's best friend as well.Same as Girl A.
Stupid Boy A.
And Boy A is not me. Ha!
End of story. Sad right?

Now.. I'm single and not available. Not yet.
Not attainable and not desirable.. (so econs: PPCurve)
Thou my heart desires for love, but my emotions are not ready to accept another person, other than my Heavenly Papa.. Unless He allows. Different case den.

In SRJC. I met my sort-of-ideal-future-spouse-that-I-once-asked-for 'eye candy' den oblivously I was deeply wrong. She just makes my day worses.. not seeing her makes my day lighter, seeing her.. deadmeat!!

Sort-of-Ideal-Future-Spouse:
Super duper sassy.
Extremely violence-orientated.
Black belt in TKD.
PMS will cause the gates of hell to open.

Now-my-Ideal-Spouse:
Loving toward Heavenly Papa.
Always showing true colours.
Kick-ass.
Happening.
Loud.
Sporty sometimes.
Just so expressive.
Just-do-it attitude.
Part of Proverbs 31. Ha!

Amen!!
Everyday.. when I saw my Now-my-Ideal-Spouse. I just so will smile alot. She just brighten up my day, from day to night. Even before I sleep and after wake up, I pray that time will test my heart for her, that now isn't the time for commitment. I trust in God that she..
One day will be mine. Or some other that I might come across.. But now, she's constantly in my daily prayer list. Ha!

Life...
One of the most awesome gift i had in SRJC..
was to meet BERrrr....
I couldn't give thanks to her for her, that her presence just so 'jiao'.
I knew her arrival.. I just knew it.

Last time.. When I was still a full-pledged marist. I was deeply confused by the history of the marist-cedarian discontentment towards each other. My seniors were so anti-cedarians when many had girlfriends from there.. Irony isn't it? I remember questioning everyone and anyone abt the detestment but no answer could fulfill my doubt.. but with 'o' levels incoming, The answer was never found, until the day I 'swear' to the gay oath ( or was there one?).

But BERrrr was the key to the door of enlightenment..

There was nothing, else more than just the unhappy incidents on the bus.. Marist's OB and dripping sweat.. lame lor for me.

She was also the bridge of all the cedarians i met everyday and i truely enjoy their presence.. I didn't know that idling around the school and chatting was so much fun and enjoyment..
I didn't know things that circulate abt Marist, that my elder sister ( my real one. Who was also a cedarian) didn't disclose to me..

And I helped her to create her blog, just. >.<
I'm truely willing to do anything for her for the everything she has done..
Ha! I just couldn't thank her enough.

And today.. I just want to thank you and the rest.
"Thank you and to all the rest as well.
Ber: er.. thanks for everything from the start until now. Everything.
(Mei)WeiFen: thanks for all the patience u had for my goldfish memory. And shouting my name across the hallway. So crystal clear.
Nadia: all the secrets you shared with an ex-marist: e.g LG? Ha!
Caroline: for starting hitting me now.. not as bad as Iyzan.
Iyzan: the care and concern for my 'unusual' day. Ha! and not hitting me, for now. "

And now..
if my classmates see this. They will demand a thank-you speech as well.
But not today.Ha!

My vision is getting so blurrr..
I cut my hair liao. sian..

Lazy people like me cut hair only when people persuaded me to go.
Lazy people like me always bring not enough money along, need people with money.
Lazy people like me dunno what hair style to choose from, need a good hairstylist.
Lazy people like me has to have good friends to help me wax my precious hair.
Lazy people like me need God. Otherwise I'm... lazy still. haha...

Great! Now my center of gravity is lower, so will not swing like a coconut tree when the wind blows. I'm Mr incredibly short hair guy. And it looked rather.. natural. Yeeha..

Last thing.. Pastor's back!! Yeah...
I sms her but she didn't reply. Boo hoohoo..


Welcome to 2005 SRJC 1A04. The Power House of SRJC. 

1A04's Spectacles Day. 28th January. 
Yeeha.. Pastor's coming back tomorrow morning. Have to sms once she's back, can't wait to see her. Maybe visit her after schooling..

Busy busy... both school and church. Now i'm reading more about what's God's perspective on Relationship. I learned something:

'The joy of intimacy is the reward of commitment.'

A season of superifical love is brewing in church. As a foundation stone, I have to be strong. Hehee... I have to overcome this test with the church. So must read and mediate on God's words.

By the way, I'm 100% ready to kick around.. I have recovered from my flu, but the rest of my classmates are down with it. Oops?

Schooling.. econs, history and history projects are flooding me like tsunami.. Thought tried but i truly enjoy the presence of my friends. They are the stars in my darkness..

Girls.. My eyes are wide opened. Last time, when I had to pray for my future spouse - I wanted a sassy gal. Now some gal just fit the bill and it's horrible. My perspective has changed and moulded another model to look out for and again someone just fit the bill, but the season isn't here yet...

Patience is the root of a successful and fruitful relationship. I should wait upon God's command.

1A04.. People been praising us as one of the most united classes around. Really give praise to God. Truly, prayers are being heard and fulfilled. God Rox!

I can't go to church to work liao.. so have to take my work home - typing the Post Encounter thingy. Nostalgic.. I used to do them. Now, I'm typing it. haha.. time flies.

Went to Museum today. I was so.. touchy. I'm so mesmerized by all the artifacts, can't hold my limb to touch or kick. Had coffee after that, with the 1A04 history class, including Mr Tan. Edwin Tan. I drank Americano... Wao! Shiok man.. Chit-chat and bla bla and brag brag..

Oh yar.. less than 24 hours and Pastor's back.. can't wait to see her.