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September 6, 2009 • 2:47 am 0
Here and now.
When my gran is back home, it feels as though all is alright with the world. But my weekend is so packed, I dont have time to spend it right here. All Im doing now is to stay up, and feel good about it.
I am looking forward to a slower paced week later this week. I’m not working much, I don’t have much on my plate after the first two days. Will hide out somewhere with my trusty laptop!
The house is in shambles right now: Ive been coming home to sleep only, and its time to clean up. Which is really awkward because its 0224 and well… Not a seemingly sane thing to do with people around.
Will wait up for 5am and I’d be off for a run hopefully! And grocery shopping whoohoo I cant wait!
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September 1, 2009 • 12:47 am 0
Yesterday’s nightmare.
After a week of working when the heart is not in it, I want to lock myself at home for awhile. My hands have cracked consistently everyday and feels swollen when I scrunch them up. This is detergent poisoning.
On that note, I must say I have no respect for someone with lily smooth hands because it shows how little they actually do housework. Or any physical labour besides working on the computer. Ah well, yes I know its just me.
I hate this oppression. This “I can’t do anything” feeling at home. I hate coming home and knowing there’s people, I hate having to do things while looking behind my back.
I need the silence.
That’s what I am learning to balance right now: being in your face one moment, and out the other.
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August 30, 2009 • 12:42 am 0
Moving from Belief to Trust.
Today we were talking about failures that rocked our world.
To date: I’ve never bothered much academically, to be so caught up in grades and all. God has been more than gracious in this area in my life, and that’s the reason I never bothered much. True, a worry here and there but never something that keeps me awake at night. More often than not, I fall asleep studying!
When I was really bad in languages, I had someone showing me the power of the written word. When I went to secondary school, I entered an affliated IJ school. When I did not too well in my streaming year, I was given the chance to enter the Pure Bio class – which I rejected due to a couple of reasons, one of which was because I was never interested in Bio. When I could not get a school after O Levels, God miraculously provided a school with a suitable course just a week before school started.
So I ask you: how to worry when my God saves the day all the time?
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August 28, 2009 • 1:00 am 0
1AM, and it’s raining.
I’m beat, after working the full shift today. Ah tmr’s going to be another full shift too! I’m kind of dreading being cooped up for so long hours in the shop, and being on tenterhooks but i just gotta make it through.
I’m selected for the week-long Sydney trip at the end of September. But right now my worry is how on earth am I to raise the $900? My PSEA is gone, and I dont have any savings. Thus: back to the grind/work again. But I’ve already got my decision made up: if I can’t pay it and the school cannot subsidize further, then I’m not going.
Got my phone today, and I’m a relieved/happy kid! This phone is the best ‘ve got thus far, and it can go online how cool is that! But if you see this and know me personally: I don’t have your number. Please text me! I havent changed my number a single bit.
Gran is gone from home, and it feels funny. I’m staying in this house with two uncles and even if they do not talk, I feel awkward in their presence and there are so much left unspoken I’d rather not disturb the “peace”. Plus it seems like I’m expected to keep the house clean. I’m fine with washing my clothes, but why on earth am I cleaning up every time? Ah.
Its times like this that I really want a house of my room: so that I will not be like a stranger in own house and I can experiment all I want in the kitchen. I’ve always said that I wanted clean lines and open space, and one reason for that was because: it’s easier to clean! Obviously, have to be practical besides the asthetic appeal ain’t it? :)
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