Grace is not cheap. When we are shown grace someone else has to pay for us.

Dear God, help me stay as a thick toast. burnt on the outside, but always soft on the inside.

it's hard. its really hard.

almost every other day, i receive emails from dying people across the world, who are secret millionaires and wanna transfer money to my account so that i will help poor people on their behalf. It's really quite funny. today i received a different variation!!
i received an email from an african princess who's seeking refuge in some other country, and so needs to transfer money out of her country, and i forgot what the rest was about, trying to explain how much i can gain by helping her transfer money.

Haha, people are getting creative.

If I had my own version, here goes:


Dear friend,

With tears of sorrow, I have to confess to you that I am a talking chicken. It may come as a shock to you, but there has always existed a select group of poultry that has the ability to communicate. We have always lived peaceably in a small island, Nekcihc, in a remote part of the world. Unfortunately, globalisation has taken over the world, and our lovely island is about to be invaded! My friends and I are in grave danger of being eaten and we thus beseech you to help us!

It may be a surprise to you, but through the long years of our existence, we have built up a huge amount of poultry reserve funds, that is to say, corn and wheat. After screening many online personals, we have decided to trust that you will not stand for cruelty to animals, and that you can help us! If you will, please reply to this email with you name, bank account no. and contact information. If you can safely help us get out of Nekcihc, we promise you an unlimited supply of corn and wheat for the rest of your life.

We are awaiting your reply desperately. Please help us!

Regards,
CluckCluck
Village Headman of Nekcihc




hahaha, im sure my offer of an unlimited supply of corn and wheat will attract many ! and i can't believe i actually typed that out. i was that amused with the princess story.

one of the biggest pains of being in arts is probably the readings. Not the actual reading itself, but the SEARCHING for the dumb readings. seriously, by the time i hunt down what im supposed to read, then go and find where the book, journal or website it, i'd easily spend a few hours, or even days if im searching for some red spot book.

gosh!

i love those profs who tell you exactly what to read and then upload some of the readings on IVLE so we can just download and read.

The worst are those who don't suggest anything, but give you some journal subscription titles and tell you to search for relevant articles everyweek.


anyway, im very excited that im gonna take a fun module whereby we just have to sing in the choir and do concerts. it sounds very fun, and i like singing in the choir, and i like concerts. (:

been back in hall for about a week? getting used to living by myself again. haha

met DJSX for our junction 8 picnic. haha, we are going to plan a trip to europe! how exciting (: (: (:

and dance is so busy!!!!

moving back to hall soon!
so lazy to pack, i ended up only packing half my clothes back to hall. I decided im not that hardworking to dress up in school, so i shouldnt lug all those clothes back. haha

went on a giant pizza outing with DJSX! (: Linh didn't come, but we managed to finish a 21 inch pizza. its really big!!






i think i've been eating a lot recently. i even ate nacho chips twice. it was so yummy but now im sick of it, so i wont be eating it for a long time. hahah


and gosh, dance has so many problems!! and im so non confrontational, that every little thing would upset me greatly. but i think it's good for me, cos with everyone, im learning to make sure that it affects me less and less. not that i don't try to solve the problem, but i try to make sure i dont let myself go to pieces emotionally as well. haha God still loves me, so all is well (:

loveloveee (: