Sunday, October 31, 2004
ok..tis is gonna be a short one coz is super late now. ppl are slping n i'm still awake studying..sort of.. noting much during the week except hafing bio prac which was quite easy la. my shift ppl all finished doing the 2 experiments like 30 minutes earlier. super fast lor..haha..some of us even ended up cooking the prawn. heh..crazy rite?!! yeah..den heard my frenz toking abt prom nite coz dey were toking super loud. looks like the majority of the ppl gg are deciding whether to withdraw n ask for refund. heh..i dun mind either. blame it on the bad planning of the com n the leadership of the head. sheesh.. n dey were sort of saying bad tings abt the head n how he came to be the head in the first place..blah blah blah.. shall not post wat dey said.
today..my stomach hurted like hell so din't really ate breakfast n lunch. den i went to church to study before i came home with a slight fever and headache. but thked God, it subsidied a bit liaoz. not gd to fall sick manz esp O Levels is like on the 2 of nov!!! ahh!!! but i can't wait for it to be over sia. got lotsa tings to do aft Os already. haha.. fun!! fun!! fun!! but now.. mug!! mug!! mug!! ;)
okie..tat's all..if not it won't be a short one. haha..k..gg back to study. nitez..
Dre@my JeSs Life Written @ 8:02 PM
Saturday, October 23, 2004
(on speaker)
Surrender All Verse:
My heart
Is surrendered to you
Every part that is within me
I cannot hide
From your side
Ever knowing dove
You see my deepest thoughts and things
The things that I've tried
To hold on to
Chorus 1:
Help me to surrender all
All my secrets things that grieve your heart
That hinder me
From knowing you more
I surrender all
Holy Spirit guide my way
Make my life
Be purified by you
(Verse)(Chorus 1 and 2)
Chorus 2:
Help me to surrender all
I want to live the first for you
To lead a life
That tells your story
I surrender all
Father lead me through each day
Make my life
Be worship unto you
(Chorus 1 and 2)
I surrender all
I surrender all
I surrender all to Jesus
I surrender all (2 times)
(Chorus 1)(Last 2 lines of chorus 1)
this song is composed by yilin's fren's fren. it really says and means a lot to me. indeed i haf been trying to surrender everything to God but i juz couldn't. plus my Os is approaching nearer n nearer. Lord, help me!!k..tat's all. will leave u all guys wif the song. cya
Dre@my JeSs Life Written @ 4:30 PM
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
hee..i'm super full now. at last..pizza for dinner!! yay!! gotta thked joel cos he was the one hu wanted to give the family a treat. hee..thx manz.. for those of u hu got no idea hu joel is, he is my youngest bro. yeah..nice boi rite? ;)
ok..looking back on the past few days, i'm not being myself already. i'm starting to turn to the person of the other side of me. won't tell u wat's my other side like but definitely, not the gal hu u see in church. but somehow, it is beginning to reveal bit by bit of it. hmm..not gd..really not gd.. gonna haf to control myself again. i dun wanna be the person i once used to be. speaking of tis, some things in tis yr n the past 3 yrs in ym are starting to come back again. the feelings..the troubles..the tots..all at one shot. why can't dey all juz disappear n not come back into my mind? why muz dey come back to trouble n hurt me again? ahh.. maybe being back to my old self will make tings easier for me. at least, i will juz hit back n dun care wat others tink. hu cares anyway? God? my family? friends? yeah rite..like i care..
yikes..why did i write these all down in here??? erm..nvm..let u all haf an idea of wat my other side is like. at the moment, dun pissed me off or get me angry at u. or else... i need time to retake control. i wanna be moulded into God's likeness. but..is it possible? o well..gonna see how.. all these will aso affect my decision for baptism nxt yr. i want to declare to God, satan and the ppl wif a clear n ready heart n mind to make tat stand.
k..gg to study or..shld i slp? dunno.. cya..
Dre@my JeSs Life Written @ 3:04 PM
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
yup..tat's my msn nick alrite. ever since aft getting my prelims results (which obviously sux) back, adrenaline rush starts getting into me. no matter how much i studied, i dun get the results i want. i juz dun get it why it happened tis way. it is demoralising me. den again..i still gotta mug n mug n mug. hopefully i will be able to get the pts i want for Os. pray tat i dun break down before tat.
aft last sunday, my mind became troubled n i had a strange strong feeling inside me. why? what was it? is it me or wat? conclusion..no clue n no idea. me being sensitive? true but maybe to certain extent. besides all these, i dunno why but i am getting irritated easily. juz dun get onto my nerves. u will definitely dun wanna see me when i am pissed off n fuming. dun believe? ask those who saw me flared off before. i am not kidding.
enuf of all these stuffs already. dun wanna write anything else on tat. wellz..skipped sch yesterday to study at home. but did the sch haf to call me? argh.. thanked goodness my mom was home to ans. studying at home is more productive den gg to sch to study. can't the sch get tis pt. sheesh.. tmr gg to sch only during recess for phys lessons. i heck care abt gg for eng. i wanna study late denz wake up late.
okie..tat's all happening in my life. o yeah..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY QINXIN!! haf fun gal. k..nitez..
Dre@my JeSs Life Written @ 1:54 PM
Saturday, October 02, 2004
Too Busy for a friend
One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.On Monday she gave each student his or her list.Before long, the entire class was smiling."Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose.The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student.She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends.One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin.The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her."Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes."Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher."We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times.The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him."Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around.
Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.""I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her purse and showed her frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times, " Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."
That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
After reading tis, it reminded me to treasure all of frenz. to me..friendships are very important to me. they light up my life and every moment i spent wif them, i will never forget. thus..
To all my frenz..THANK YOU for being my fren. for the friendship tat i can haf wif all of u. tis thx is especially so to those hu were wif me to listen to all my troubles. really thank u all for ur care n concern. luv ya all ;)
Dre@my JeSs Life Written @ 2:56 PM
