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Be still, my soul : thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He as the past
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
And now mysterious shall be bright at last.
-Von Schlegel


"Courage is not the absence of fear,
but rather the judgement that
something else is more important than fear."
-Ambrose Redmoon

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"Pale with the secret war of feeling,
Sustained with courage, mute, yet high;
The wounds at which she bled, revealing
Only by altered cheek and eye;"









they call me speed.
/Saturday, June 20, 2009
xoxo,16:12

guess who's back, back again.
yes she's back. (;

LOL.
i tell you. i havent had a proper sleep for more than 48 hours already. and im exhausted to the max.
my arms havent ached like that in awhile :x

and just now while waiting for this stupid retarded com to load i fell asleep. D: amazing right. only to wake up again cuz mom came to tell me that she&daddy are going to church today. mom likes this pastor especially. didnt want to miss his sermon. i told them to go ahead cuz im too dead tired.

just now at the salon i kept dozing off. the salonnist said to just sleep and another lady helped hold my head. LOL it was funny.
and the lady who shampooed my hair.omgawd.she's awesome. you must be really really really tired to feel that good just having your scalp scrubed,massaged,shampooed&conditioned. it was nearly heavenly. ^^ and that sight of 2 people blow drying my hair while i look like a trainwreck was something i will remember forever. cuz its really funny, in a weird way :/

i love my salonnist :P she's called Jolin and i see her everytime im back. hehh. she knows what i want without me even saying much. talk about pro-ness. she's the epitome ! :D

mom&dad said i lost weight. i was like mehh. i really dont think so. :/

im kind of excited.
im going to help mom usher the father's day service tomorrow !! :D first time and wow.hee.
my eye sockets are still aching.

and i really cant wait to give daddy his father's day prezzieeeee ^^

oh. and this morning. arrival back home was really truly breathtaking.
i never knew Singapore could look sooooo pretty at dawn. like the peachy-pink-lavender morning sky. we were coasting near ground, so i could pretty much see the sleepy towns of the east side. and then i knew, this will be the one and only place i will ever ever ever call Home. yes it can get pretty crowded, hot and humid and stuffy and the people's kiasu-ness can sometimes get to me, but really. i cant imagine myself calling Australia/Perth/anywhere else Home and mean it. like here when i say " i'm going home !" i really am going HOME. but anywhere else, its just for convenience, yknw.

i seemed to be the only one on board the plane truly psyched about the plane's touchdown. i miss home okay. gots a problem with that. dont worry i didnt do anything stupid. just that everyone was like -.- when they exited the plane while i was :D :D :D all the way. till after breakfast. i guess food in the system triggered that z-reaction. oh and breakfast was the bestest i had in MONTHS. ((((: hmm. come to think of it. i havent actually had breakfast in months, the months i was away. D: oh dear.

yikes. i seem to be lazing around. or am i ? cuz some people i know seem to be rushing all over the place. im impressed :D
but i really feel like any sudden movements by me now will cause that headache to intensify.
anw, i dont really know what im rambling about in this post.
im sorry for being such an incoherent post train wreck victim.