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Monday, September 24, 2007

♥ AWFUL YET FAB;




today's definitely one undulating day.
damn. hours & hours at the polyclinic was,
you bet, dreadful. but thank God for the
company that came later. the heavy downpour
was great, if only it occurred on a day where
i decide to sleep in. i think the strong gusts of
winds nearly all blew me away.

i kinda realise that i've got a fetish for super-marts.
i loveeee to walk around aimlessly in there, and
take a look at almost everything and anything.
anyone willing to be my company? (:
aimless walkings & freezing hands.

then the downfall of the day came, i had to print out
my PW's (project work) WR (written report) by tonight,
at 9pm. and i only received the call at 4.50pm.
hokay, i am not blaming my members okay. am just
expressing my frustrations for the day ):
so i phoned many of my friends to get 'em to help me
print out the WR, which has got to be in colour.
& cause it dint go smoothly, as in dont know who was
able to print & all, i ran all over town. yes, all over.
gwen has never burned more fats at track than today.
to no avail, town wasnt where i could get my WR
printed. RAWR!

thankfully, nigel got home & helped me printed my
WR! ohmygoshlikethankyousososomuchnigeywigey!
THANK YOUUUUU :D &praise God for that.
sooooo, it was like 7plus already when i rushed down
from town to yishun, then walked to sch to grab the
darn official cover page, then to khatib. where sophie
brought me to get my WR binded. THANK YOU
SOPHIE! then bus-ed back to sch again, ran in &
submitted my WR.

you'd think that was the end right?
no way, i got scolded. cause the format, colour and
word count wasnt really correct. aye, cut me some slack
pls. i was away from sch today and i rushed all about to
get it done cause all my members were counting on me.
and which of em did stay back to at least deliver the
official cover page to me? i'm not angry at you guys
kay, i just... wanna voice out. but seriously, i'm not
holding anything against you guys hokay (:
the only thing that i was pissed with was when one
of my members like screamed at me when my friend
couldnt open the file that my member has sent to my
email account. she asked me why, saying how can?
when the teacher can open it. like hello?! how the
freak would i know?! i aint no computer whiz pls.
get some sense luh.

): sigh, am honestly pretty upset, cause in
the end, i had to get "scolded" by the HOD still.
oh Lord, make me forget about this pls.

well, enough of emoing. awful yet fab day still,
cause someone accompanied me at the polyclinic and
all over town today (: THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!
and sorry for troubling and wasting much of your
time today ): i feel so bad for making you run
all around.
momo loves coffeebean much :D

i am not gonna remember about the bad stuff that
happened today. i will not bear grudge, i will not
vent my frustrations on anyone, i will not complain
and grumble tmr. after all, WWJD? Jesus, mould me
to become more like you. you are Christ the king,
my lord and my savior. change me o'lord.
you are my peace.


Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like you have loved me

Break my heart from what breaks yours
Everything i am for your kingdom's cause
As i go from nothing to
Eternity.



unraveled @ 11:14 PM