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Sunday, July 29, 2007

♥ GOODBYE AVENUE 6.




so yeah, as kristle shifts outta avenue 6 today,
we leave behind those childhood memories there.
it was where i fell in the car park, leaving behind a
scar on my left hip, years ago while block catching.
it was where i first had ruffles, my lil yorkie, which
was given away by parents. oh, how i miss him ):
it was also the start of our sisterhood, eight years ago.
countless christmas gatherings & all those block
catchings we played. eating at the void deck &
laughing the night away as the adults made merry
in kristle's house. what can i say? christmas day
would never be the same again. but i guess, it's
time to move on, expecting many more unforgettable
christmas & new year together with the Braberry's (:
& i know that nanny & grandpa are up there,
smiling at us as we all grow up ((:



i miss my phone still. as much as i want it back,
i cant like go "Accio phone!" -sigh.
i'm sorry Lord, that i even questioned why you couldnt
return my phone to me. saturday's service, sorta
snapped me outta my semi-depression? i was just
not of a stable mind, i guess. however, after that
deliverance service, i've been much better.
& i thank God.
"i belong to God, & satan you cant
touch me!", this phrase stung me deeply again.
it seemed like somebody had slapped me awake,
& i woke up to realise once more of God's great love
for me. how can i ever thank him enough?
& i just want you to know, that God, I LOVE YOU.

when my world was in darkness,
you spoke your word
night turned into day.
your beauty filled this place.
when my world stood in silence,
you filled my heart
with songs that never end.
forever i will praise.
to think that the universe
could not withhold your glory
you chose to live in me,
i'm so amazed.


unraveled @ 10:43 PM