Wednesday, January 24, 2007

READ ONLY IF BORED.

I finally took time off to wash my orange bag.

Should have gotten my friends to do it for me since they love it so much. FREE LABOUR! haha!

DID learn ALOT through scrubbing it from black to brown to orange.

The stains were stubborn. I tried so hard to get them off. First with "POWER WASH" washing powder, then "BELL STAIN REMOVER". NOTHING HAPPENED. Hell was it.

The STAINS remained. The DIRT never left.

I scrubbed so damn hard for some time, STILL, nothing happened.
Was at the verge of giving up. Maybe I should just get a new one I thought.

_________ SIDETRACK.

I sat by the toilet, upset that my crumpler's never gonna be clean ever again.

I thought of my life.
Many stains and scars remained. They were like the stains on my bag, I never could get them off. No matter how hard I tried, they still remained. It never went away and I gave up on it. It haunted me from then. Just like how I threw my bag at the corner of the room, not wanting to use it cause it's dirty though I love it so much.

Somehow, life seems to be filled with all sorts of trouble and issues that will leave scars and stains that are all so stubborn. They just accumulate and stay till the day you get sick and tired of all, you try to get them all away.

The stronger ones persevere. They grow stronger. While others, they give up and some resulted in ending their lives. Just like throwing my bag away. Also known as the easy way out.

There were such phases in my life. Things just don't go my way, everything's in a mess, you just don't know what to do. The hurt, the misery, they left scars. The bad memories left stains. You hope that life will just end at that every moment. That everything will just change. Still, nothing happened.

__________BACKTRACK.
I thought for long, thinking of ways to remove them.

I looked to the corner of the kitchen and found DYNAMO!
I practically poured 2 cups of it on my bag. Scrubbed my way through hoping those ugly stains will just come off. Without thinking, I poured another half cup of liquid into the washing machine and threw my bag in. I left the rest to my washing machine.

Cut the story short, MR ORANGE CRUMPLER turned out shinny and sparkling.
GRINS.

___________Moral of the story.
There will definitely be stains and scars left in us. With my own strength, I did try to get them off, still, they stayed. I persevered. Scrubbing alone didn't help. The washing machine did a wonderful job. And I'm glad I left the rest to it. I just had to pick it up when it's done.

Just like us, we may been hurt once, twice or some say their life time. Persevere and not let go. God's in control. Do your part and leave the rest to Him. He will take care of all, be still in His arms.

There is nothing our God cannot do.
STAY STRONG
and if you need to get your bag clean, use DYNAMO, with the WASHING MACHINE.

Philippians 4:13 - I can do all things through Christ who strenghtens me.

*dedicated to my friend out there. God loves.

Monday, January 22, 2007

SHOPPING!

I WENT SHOPPING!
(:
and I bought undies.
YAY YAY YAY

Church was ok. Just that I was quite shocked that qin was sitting on the same row as me. Still, things were fine.

We had some fun during service.
Just that Ben overslept. tsk tsk.

Headed to TM with STJQ and maurice.
Long-john-ed and we shopped a lil.
Can't wait for the trip!

Went down to parkway later in the day.
FINALLY
I'm done with studying for final theory.
And i went SHOPPING!

I had a great day.
FAN-FAN-TABULOUS

Thanks to you you and you for making my day (:

I NOTICED ITS QUITE A MEANINGLESS POST.
NONETHELESS, THANKS FOR READING.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

PAIN PAIN.

Happy Birthday Mother Hen
Happy Birthday Bestie Best
Happy Birthday Clever Daddy

There goes this weekend for now (:

I'm thinking how I'm gonna spend Valentines' day this year. I dare not think.
No more surprises no more fun.

Reached sens at 3, met up with the rest and we played.
I thought for a moment that my back would break.
Still, they cheered me up.
Gotta pizza there soon aye
(:

Maybe I should write a get well card to myself.
Hope it works.
TAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.

Friday, January 19, 2007

D R A I N E D .

TOTALLY DRAINED

My back's hurting but I'll still be going for vb at sens tmr.
I NEED to play. I REALLY need to.
and I hope YOU understand
I'm going bonkers right now.

OH.
I just found out something about myself.
Music really makes me think.
It makes me run.
It makes me sad.
It makes me happy.
It makes me miss people.
IT
It makes the world go round.

Friday. Finally.
A minute more and I'll be heading for food with my family.
It's mother hen's birthday.
Dance after that. Triple yay. But not really in this condition
I can't wait till tomorrow.
Feeling so emo right now. Sick and tired.
Of everything. Every single thing.
I'm not enjoying life.
I want my old self back.
I need to breakfree

Thanks, friend.

A friend reminded me.

To be secured in the LORD and not HUMAN.

It made me think.

Thanks, friend.

I'M JUST A KID AND LIFE IS A NIGHTMARE.
I'M JUST A KID AND NOBODY CARES.
-in love with, Simple plan

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Ugly shit face? BACK OFF.

Exactly one month to Chinese New Year.
I need to start working out.
BUT
I can't.
DANG

Tuition tuition tuition.
Those kids are so adorable. But teaching's forever taxing.

I'm starting to miss people around me.
Can't wait for friday!

Oh and yeah. Someone said shit face aint cute.
Back off you ass!
heh heh heh
jk.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

SHIT FACE! (:

I WANT A SHIHTZU!
and I'm gonna call it SHIT FACE
(:
I just got home not long ago. Travelled so much today. Credit in my ezlink's depleting. Again.
It's tuition tuition and tuition for the rest of the week. Three more days and it'll be friday. WEEKENDS!
Yipeeyaiyay!
Can someone please surprise me with SHIT FACE at my door step.
Please Santa.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

SIX months.

Nothing can get worse than this
SIX BLOODY LONG MONTHS WITHOUT VOLLEYBALL
KILL ME
No words can describe how I feel.
Only a couple will know how it feels deep in there. Many see it as a surface thing. Even the one I thought would comfort me gave up on me.
I'm sick and tired of putting up that smile. I just wanna cry my way through.
I sprained my left iliolumber ligament. Apparently part of it is kinda torn but good stuff it's healing. Badd shit, it'll not heal if i continue playing. BUT it's volleyball.
NO VOLLEYBALL NO LIFE
i miss sentosa
i need sentosa