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What a day! There’s no such thing as unlucky day as every day is made and given by the Lord. It’s a blessing. No matter how bad your day is, it’s still from the Lord. I feel like a total hypocrite saying this, typing this… I admit that sometimes I’d silently curse God and everyone and everything else when everything seems to go wrong. Thanks Pastor Steven for reminding me that every new day is from the Lord.

It was a Wednesday, like any Wednesday. Again, I was wondering if I should just skip CF and save those extra hours to study and do something more beneficial than just sitting or hanging around CF meetings. Congratulations, Satan aka Lucifer because you’ve just deceived me again. Sigh.

To go or not to go?

Go? Don’t go?

My mind was so puzzled. Heavenly realms were battling against each other to see who wins this lost soul. In the end, I made up my mind: I’m not going. Why? Simply because I’ve got no transport and I’d blame myself for having poor time management that I can’t afford some extra hours to join them for dinner ( which I would very much love to). Sigh.

To cut the long story short, I met H and thank God, he was able to fetch me back after CF meeting, without attending their dinner. Rachel was suggesting to me to ask H to fetch me back but I rejected her idea as H and I weren’t that close. While we were talking about that, suddenly we bumped into H! And I don’t know how the conversation went but all I knew was he offered to fetch me back. Is this God’s plan or what? Fantastic God we have here.

I’m glad I did go for it. It was good for my soul. I somehow got really busy these days and I lost focus on my track and ultimately, lost focus on God. Then, I begin to realise why everything went haywire. Thank God for Pastor Steven. Today, he shared the word titled, “If tomorrow never comes”. One thing for sure, death is not something far or virtual or surreal or fake. If we live each day of our lives with the realisation that we are just mere humans and that live is short, we would live a much better lives in the sense that we take each day as our last day on earth. Just as David said, “Lord, help me number my days”. Today’s message just spoke to me and I do believe that it’s God, calling out to me, reminding me, reaching out to me. I’ve really have forsaken him these days. Please, pray for me to set my life back straight parallel to God’s will. I just realised that I’ve been doing everything by myself and have nicely forgotten that I’ve got a father who’s watching and guarding me. Sigh, I feel so very ashamed of myself. Sigh.

Everything is vanity in life without God.

Uncertainty of life…..certainty of death.

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Quicksand.

Quicksand.

The one word that instantly comes to mind as I reflect upon my course. Why? Coz the moment you enter it things starts happening so fast that it will make your head spin [kena influence from Darry already – if you know what I mean] When now you’ve reached the end of the bridge, it feels like you’ve just started crossing it. It’s like opening a door to enter and closing it behind you to exit. That’s how fast it is, to me. For this reason, I’m so happily sad. Yes, I’ve actually got a few people asking me what this means. I simply made that up and it meant – I’m happy and sad at the same time. So there, you have – happily sad.

Throughout my entire course, I’ve made many new friends and met people with interesting personalities. Though I have got many friends, I wasn’t close to all of them. Most of them were just my “hi and bye” type of friends. I really wished that I had the time to get to know some of them better but unfortunately, I wasn’t given such chance. Although this course gives us the advantage of choosing our own time slots and creating our own timetable to provide students with flexibility, I personally feel that this course is not too good as it doesn’t have a fixed class whereby students can bond and built relationships together throughout the entire course. I don’t feel any warmth or a sense of togetherness or some team building spirit. None. Naa. Zilch. Nil.Zero. Boh. Tadak. Iie. Mei you. Boh. Nan. Opsoh. Mou. [can you think of any others?] For every class I enter, I had different group of friends. Sigh.

Yea so I felt that was the only con of this whole course. Otherwise, everything else would be fine and dandy for me. The lecturers I’ve got were helpful, knowledgeable, funny and cute in their own ways. =) So, on the scale of 1 to 10, I would give this course a rating of 8.7 (How did I manage to pull out such accurate figures? ) Tee-hee.

Mufy has ended. I’m obviously, happy. Can finally get to do the things I’ve always wanted to do. =]

English B

As expected, I wasn’t able to sleep last night. As minutes and hours passed, I became more frustrated as I could not sleep without having constant thoughts about the final exam at my door step. This was bad. Not having enough sleep for such an important day would be a nightmare come true. I couldn’t count cows jumping over the moon either because I tried that last time and it only made things worse. Hmph!

I don’t remember what time I actually fell asleep. I told myself not to take another glance at the watch beside my pillow or else I’m gonna get more stressful if I see the time passing so fast and me, fully awake like some nocturnal animal. Thankfully, that worked. Phew.

I though setting two alarm clocks would be safe so that if either one don’t function, the other functional one can carry out its dutiful task of waking up this sleepy log. Instead, I needed none of them to do the waking. Thanks to some unknown biological hormones, I woke up an hour earlier then I was supposed to. Even so, I sprung out of bed, thinking that I was late for my exam. Sigh, the false alarm really shocked me almost to death. Why, why, why – I must’ve been too excited to greet my beloved and long-awaited English test, no? :p

Overall, the test was okay. The problem with the theme studies questions was (alright, don’t think I’m crazy – but I’m gonna say it anyway) it was too easy. Yes! That indeed was the problem. The question was simple and straight-forward which makes it easy for students to answer as there were many points that could be written for that question – and that was the root of my problem. Why? Coz I spent too much time on it. The question lured me into giving it more attention and time than the comprehension section. Garh! And because I almost ran out of time, my hands were literally, bathing my pen in sweat and shaking so hard some milk shake machine and I could hardly read my own handwriting. I hope the examiner have mercy on me, pleaseeeeeee. My mum used to tell me that the examiner was fussy and very particular about the students’ handwriting AND if he/she was in a bad mood at the same time while marking your ‘artistic’ paper– you’re doomed. Can someone please counter that statement for me so that I can feel better? =p

To some people who felt that they did terrible in their English paper; don’t give up as there’s still hope. Just want to wish all my friends a very berry merry strawberry raspberry blueberry big thank you for giving, borrowing and sharing with me your English theme studies notes which is now thicker than the bible. @_@ Now that my English test is gone for good, whoever who wants these thicker-than-bible notes please do let me know. ^_^

Stress…

yes I feel it coming…. silently, slowly but surely… ><” And I thought it won’t come to me. Hmm…