date: Saturday, May 14, 2005 @ 8:33 am
title: Elixir..
'Faith comes by hearing - hearing the Word of God.'
Romans 10:17
Annaism.
High pitch mixed with a sense of cuteness and gentleness,
plus a wide alluring smile.
'Can you do this for me?' -annaism applied-'Ahhh...' - mesmerized-'Can?' -double dosage of annaism-'Ahhh... Yes! No problem!' -still mesmerized-Eric.13th Birthday.
He's negative about his BIG day falling on Friday the 13.
Poor dude. He ought to think otherwise.
Su, Shi Shi, Mar & myself went to his 6 avenue mansion to deliver a slice of walnut and banana filled chocolate cake from Secret Recipe and a
'BIG BOSS' metal plate with full of Mar's writings for him.
Awesome..
3 - 1.
Saints wept.
NJC struck down the hopes that were pinned on the SA soccer team. A very much undermining strategy - confusion within the white box. The goalkeeper is vulnerable when the ball is 10 feet away from the post. A hard and forceful pump onto the ball will be either a goal or his broken bone.
I left before the match was over for I knew the fate of the match.
The Saint couldn't afford another goal, thus turned from offense to defense.
Aftermath. Complains.
Many rumored about the bias judgement of the referee.
I remained quiet on that issue.
For I perceived the stage front needs lots of endorsement from the backstage. I wonder if there was any strings attached.
Mutiny was on the verge after the match.
Luckily Saints are sane, not insane.
PI. New perspective.
-Top Secret-Fatigue. Cry baby.
I have been sleeping very early most of the days.
Maybe it's the way for me to deviate from the dilemmas that I face.
Tonnes of work need to be done.
Campaign that I fear.
Faith that I struggled with.
Streak of dry tear across my face accompanied me to sleep every night.
Green Tape. White wordings.
The class is very enthusiastic in supporting and find means and ways to endorse and promote me.
My picture can even be seen at my class blog.
Green tapes on my classmates' shirt,
send signals of apprehension for my competition.
Muggers. Inferior.
My class is formed up of wonderful people.
Organised muggers. I would say.
Inferiority is now my middle name.
Homo Sapiens. God.
Literature is the understanding of human nature.
Bible is the understanding the nature of the Trinity.
Together. They are the recipe of revival and relationships.
