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alas, hell is over! (:

until january, that is.  but ohwell who’s complaining?

yes my submission is finally over. the final sub was actually two days ago now, but i just didnt have the energy to switch on my laptop. everytime i reach home i just shower and head to bed. oh, the joy of being able to sleep AGAIN, sleep NORMALLY AGAIN, it feels really surreal. i think it didnt really sink in till last night during prayer meeting, and i kept saying ‘its over its over’ over and over again and i felt a burden lift off my shoulders.

sadly, though, i haven been able to sleep in; wednesday was D-Day-after-D-Day, meaning presentation *duh* and today, *(&&@^$*#, woke up early in the morning to go for the stupid muji talk. which was really really a waste of thirty dollars. plus we had to see all those disgusting ntu ppl act all superior in front of us. i love my japanese designers, but they should really leave speeches to other ppl. and the sia theatre in my school is so not ideal for sleeping. but at least we got three meals plus a muji file and pen (: I LOVE MUJIIIIII.

anyway, presentation went alright on wednesday, and i really feel relieved. and i must really thank God for He was the one who was with me constantly through it all. i feel so stupid, like, why didnt i trust Him sooner? why didnt i leave things in His care, why did i forgo Sunday services and thus my blessings from Him? feeling His presence and His peace,its the most wonderful feeling in the world. and i know that without Him, i would already have given up on my work. my work may not be awesome to other people, but to me its special because He was there with me when i did it, through it all. Thank You God (:

 

so i have one and a half months to rest up well before the final hurdle. oy!

just thinking of all those hours i can sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep :D

 

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hello world;

haven been blogging again; have been really busy for the past few weeks with work, and then i had some things going on.

next week is the final week before submission on tuesday 10 Nov. after that, its freedom. feels kinda surreal just thinking about it. but until then it’ll be hell. but i have the Lord, and He’s been making things so good for me. how can anyone live without Him in their lives, i wonder?

maybe they just hadn’t had that moment where they realise that they need Him. that one incident to open their eyes.

oh why can’t you just see how much you need Him?

i blame.

i don’t know what made me so cold and hard-hearted, but i think it’s you.

HALLELUJAH, I CAN SLEEP AGAIN.

the title sorta says it all.

sadly, i dont think my eyebags will fade before the sunday wedding. my sister very kindly told me: “even make-up wont be able to cover that up.”

wah, thanks ah.

i realise that i dont really need any caffeine or energy drinks to keep me awake through the night anymore. somehow i don’t think that’s very comforting to know.

best friend;

What defines a best friend? What are the requirements to be a good best friend? How many hours a week does it entail? Stupid questions that have no answers. A best friend is not defined by how many times they talk on the phone, or how many hours they hang out together. It is not defined by how many sleepovers they gossip at, or how many inside jokes they have. There are no requirements or laws that state that a good best friend must hang out with them every weekend, or tell each other every little detail. A best friend is a matter of opinion. It is the person who has been there for you through everything, not just through the fun things, or the little things. It is the person that you call when you are at your absolute worst, it is the person who saves you when you didn’t even notice that you needed saving, mostly it is the person who accepts you for who you are, and the person that you are becoming.

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what if i dont call anybody when im at my absolute worst? what if nobody accepts me for who i am? what if im becoming nobody?

there are so many definitions linked to the two words best friend. somehow, the words have lost all meaning to me.


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