oh my goodness. stanford is G R O S S and D I S G U S T I N G.WHY DO YOU TAG SUCH STUFF LIKEEEEE OMG.anyway, i fell down during GP lesson this week and now my knee is cut. LOLOLOL.RETARD!i spent my entire afternoon lazing around in the dance studio after school. >.< seventeen year old guys are OMGHUHHHHHHH?!LOL TTM.i cannot help it.everytime i open my mouth i say sexist stuff like "boys are disgusting" in front of... yeah, boys.LOL.even girls shoot me dirty looks.SERIOUSALYYYYEEEEEEEE.& beyonce is my bff!we'll dance the night away, thinking that morning will never come.
we'd live our lives like "tomorrow" is non-existant,
love the little things 'cause they don't overwhelm us.
we'd slow down the beat and turn the volume down,
hear our hearts beating and we'll dance to that sound.
all work and no play makes jack a dull boy like UGHHHHHHH!
i should never play pool ever again. i always embarrass myself by doing stupid things. =(
pool shouldn't even exist in the 1st place. it gives sick people another reason to be sick.
HAHA EEEEW!
vera: klinsen, you should just die.
klinsen: i think i'm already dead & i think this is hell. God must have sent you to torture me.
i really do hate blogger. i should just close down. it's so screwed up.
anyway, i'm feeling tempted to write an emo post. but, i guess i really shouldn't.
i have a strong urge to do math. i kinda like, like math a little more than other subjects like everything else.
i didn't manage to do what i'm supposed to do yet. maybe that's why i'm feeling kinda sad and all.
i'll get it done asap and find that the joy of the Lord dwells in my little heart.
service was great today. =)
laughed like mad throughout the entire sermon.
pastor kong is simply - awesome.
to those who missed service, congrats. you just missed a wonderful service! haha.
& yes, today i realised, my 45year old pastor wears braces. O.o
i'm still quite shocked.
& my 45 year old pastor is extremely inspiring. =D
i felt so empowered after service today, knowing that i have victory over everything in Christ.
dance really have been stressing me quite a bit.
hip hop is so foreign to me to the extent that i really have difficulties even picking up steaps and teachers' day is like, only a week away.
& the next formal dance practice is on wednesday.
i like hip hop, like really, but i really feel comfortable in other genres like ballet or contemp.
i'm like being drilled with something that i have never touched before.
& i don't wanna look like a ballet trained dancer when i'm doing a hip hop routine.
my memory's failing me.
& i really cannot do it on my own.
this was shared one morning during our daily scripture reading.
when i say i am a ChristianWhen I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I was lost"
That is why I chose this way.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need someone to be my guide.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and pray for strength to carry on.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and cannot ever pay the debt.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are too visible
but, God believes I'm worth it.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
which is why I speak His name.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I'm loved.
=D i'm a giant slayer =))
Lord i give You my heart,
give You my soul;
i live for You alone.
every breath that i take,
every moment i'm away;
Lord have Your way in me.
i keep calling klinsen klinsy.
i should kill myself for being so nice and giving him such a cute name.
the week started out quite badly & i don't deny that i haven been the most optimistic person.
but i guess i've thought out stuff and slacked enough for now,
that i've screwed my entire msa, except probably for math.
it's really an irony.
tzeying: you're an Arts student! you're NOT supposed to be good in math!
yet i always end up scoring a little better for math compared to other subjects.
mom just asked me to major in econs.
she was amazed by my 9/10 essay that she totally ignored the fact that i got 3/15 for part (b).
LOL.
kill me. my mom's amazing.
& i really don't have any desire to watch Up.
i seriously take no delight in looking at some crazy banana creatures jumping all over the screen.