Productive day~
In a short while I’m going to pack up, leave the school library and go home for some nice nice homey soups 
This day has been a blessed day indeed~
Lovely breakfast in the morning with dear at Pasir Ris, went to NEWater Visitor Center at Bedok with Rich who came all the way from Taiwan (and flew back in the afternoon) and research in the school library for the rest of the day till now.
Finally finished combing through the materials I had intended to look through, which leaves tomorrow and Monday to do the full write-up. I should have been panicking, but somehow there’s a quiet assurance in me that tells me that it’ll be okay. So thumbing through the tedious Chinese local history records became rather therapeutic instead. (note: Green tea helps A LOT in keeping the brain freshly awake)
Onward to homeeeee~ Daddy and Mommy here I come ♥
相对论
我对非男朋友的男性朋友都比较刻薄，这个就是重色轻友。
搭半个小时的车去见他觉得时间过得很慢，在一起两个小时觉得时间过得太快，这个就是相对论的实现。
同样的东西别人说出来是无聊，他说出来是可爱，这个就是情人眼里出西施。（不过，他本来就很可爱）
今天时间虽短，但是很愉快。祝福亲爱的你天天蒙主恩典~
Three cheers
Hip hip hooray to our Lord!
He has helped us all survive this crazy day
It was uplifting to see our young people put in heart soul and effort into something for the Lord and have fun at the same time~
I braced myself to get really stressed up today, but things just eased through! The Lord is good
Tired, but yay!
He loves us and helps us learn to love each other!
Arrh people issues
People issues are definitely way tougher than any 2000-page ancient Chinese history books that I have to research through.
You know, when you are trying to put yourself in the shoes of both sides of matters, and people just take it for a personal attack on themselves? It’s just…pfffh. :’(
It’s late, I just came through 6 hours of research, 4 hours of tour-guiding and 3 hours of people issues, my head is pounding, my eyes are blood-shot, my hands are shaky (perhaps from tea-caffeine overdose or nervousness, or both), my menses are 15 days late and still not here, I’m losing hair from my already pathetic scalp…..
God, I need Your voice and it’d be a bonus if You’d send me strong shoulders to cry on and a warm hug which I can fall into for a bit of time.
Arrrh what’s wrong with trying to love each other and being more understanding and sensitive?
No more research for tonight.
Bed. Now.
What I’d really like to do for my birthday this year
Birthday is less than a month away
On that day, I’d like to dress simply and maybe even sloppily =p and pack light. No heavy books and laptop plus accessories!
I’d like to go away to somewhere breezy and quiet. Just stroll around randomly, sit and be still, reflect on the year past and maybe having some good conversation~
I’d like to watch a movie because I can’t remember when was the last time I went into a cinema and watched a nice light-hearted cartoon/rom-com
I’d like to not worry about anything and step away from the computer (i.e work =__=) for a day~
I’d like to go some eating place which is cheap and nice. Enjoy food and not agonize over its price
Lalalala I can’t wait for my 22nd
stress wave
Ah you know these moments when a million things demand your attention. Your spirit is willing (to do work) but your flesh is weak (procrastinating). But some things just can’t be procrastinated. Some things just jump up in your face and slap you hard and demand your urgent attention. Some things will come along to slap you after a few days, and then proceed to bash you up into pieces.
Arrh prayer…
- Be still and know that I am God. (Psalm 46:10)
- The servant Moses said, “I cannot carry all these people by myself; the burden is too heavy for me. (Numbers 11:14)” The Lord said, “I will come down and speak with you there, and I will take of the Spirit that is on you and put the Spirit on them. They will help you carry the burden of the people so that you will not have to carry it alone. (Numbers 11:17)”
- Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens. (Psalm 68:10)
- And the Lord said, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. (Matthew 11:28-30)”
Breathe and pray, breathe and pray.
10km possible?
I made a few failed attempts to write a blog entry today! So I’m determined to finish this entry and post it
Mum has been nagging me to get exercise, and I know that I have to get myself off my bum and seriously work out. I’m pushing the BMI limits 
Somehow what always got me discouraged was the boredom and tiredness of running alone, so I almost always give up after a week of trying to jog regularly.
Just a few days ago dear finished a 10 km run! I’m proud of him and yet sadly reminded at the same time that I’m dismal even at a 2.4 km NAPFA run. I get ridiculously out of breath after running only a very short few hundred metres (yet I can walk for hours and hours – my friends used to say that I should just brisk walk my way through my 2.4 runs, I’d be faster that way).
Arrrrh I really want to get off my lazy bum and work up a good exercise routine! How to overcome procrastination/laziness/giving-up? Somebody teach me quick!
Me and my weird dreams
I slept at the wrong end of my bed and had weird dreams again =p
It’s more than 8 hours since the dream so I certainly can’t recall much of it. But bits I do remember involve me getting married very unprepared. Dear and I were standing in front of the altar dressed in our usual clothes (and not the suit and gown stuff) – then we were like, “Oops!” and ran off to change.
It’s not the first time that I dreamed about my own wedding (oops, does it say a lot about what I often think about? =p) This time round it is funnier and more light-hearted than the ones I used to have.
One of the earliest “wedding dreams” that I can remember also involve myself getting married unprepared – I was dressed alright, but the church sanctuary was not prepared for the wedding and things and people were all over the place. My groom was unprepared for the wedding and he disappeared shortly into the dream. I remembered that I was crying in my dreams to a group of sisters. He reappeared when I was sitting on the first row of the church benches and looked at me meaningfully. Dream ended.
Another one I had not too long ago had only myself in the dream. I was running all over the place looking for my groom. My dress was very simple and there were people commenting on what I was wearing. I smiled and laughed it off and continued to try to find my groom in the hotel. Can’t remember how the dream ended but I remembered that it was pretty cold when I woke up.
On another occasion I also dreamed that I was heading off for somebody’s wedding and it turned out that dear was getting married – to someone else. And then I was very sad when I woke up =(
I think my dreams are pretty intriguing.
And no, dear, please don’t read too much into this =p Any questions please refer to hotline 9xxxx252.
Verger Magnet
Dear is a verger magnet, LOL…
We were just sitting there and the vergers just kept coming over to talk to him (they take turns!). Thanks to dear I got to see the really nice sides of our usually-serious (sometimes very fierce) vergers I also got to remember their names~ I used to be really scared of them, but dear reminded me that they are just doing their jobs and shared how he and Px made deliberate attempts to bridge relationships with the vergers by making their jobs easier and cooperating with them.
Which is why I now shoo the Musical people out of rehearsal areas at 9.30pm sharp so that when the vergers come around they don’t have to wait for us or force us out of the room. Indeed things have been much better and I am very happy that I can wave hello to them every time I see them in church (and not lower my head and avoid their eyes).
(As a side note, dear, we distract each other from work too much. I’ll have to control myself and not just interrupt you with the random ideas that bomb me )
Sleepy sleepy tired
Woke up from a bad dream just now and feeling not so good ever since. Arrh I always let bad dreams get to me.
More about the bad dream in private post.
Anyway, they get to me because they are things I’ve been thinking or worried about, just that I don’t tackle it up front, thus resulting in these thoughts accumulating into the stuff of dreams.
Sleepy…
Meeting at 10am. Buck up.
