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Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
I am yours
dailies
Sunday, September 17, 2006
-10:58 PM
Big booboo. Got to know one friend through another. Been communicating via sms and MSN. Talked on the phone twice if I am not wrong. Finally got to meet him up for a movie. Watched The Host. He made three booboos on the first time we met.
First, the person whom we bought the tickets from is a Malay (so obvious with his Malay name on his name tag) but my friend spoke to him in Mandarin. Haahaa. Next, he told me the wrong theatre for the movie. Never mind that I was alert enough to have a glimpse of the tickets and realised that it was 5 instead of 9. The third booboo came when he led me to the wrong seats. He really makes me laugh with his facial expressions and dramatic actions.
The major BOOBOO came when we had arranged to go to JB to purchase mooncakes. After I met him at the Woodlands Station Control and while waiting for another friend, I asked him if he brought his passport along. I had a strong urge to sms to remind him to bring but I thought that it was redundant. Can you imagine the shock I was in when I realised that he was not joking at all about him forgetting to bring the most important document to go to JB? And he lives in Serangoon! Our common friend had to give him a ride on his bike back to his house. Here I am, stranded in my friend's house while waiting for both of them. So, I decided to blog. Haa.
I really had a good laugh. This friend really tickles me. Usually I am the one to make others laugh. Behave exactly like two children bickering when he argues with our common friend. And did I mention that he is very sweet? Very hard to find guys of such sensitivity nowadays. He actually brought along a jacket for fear that I may get too cold while watching the movie. I was almost shivering, despite being covered with my own shawl and his jacket. Poor boy... he was so cold I gave him back his jacket, though it was near to the end of the movie. Then we went for a hot drink after the show because we were freezing cold! He ordered hot milo for both of us and got 3 extra cups, with only two filled with water. When he reached our table, he explained that in case the milo is too hot for me, I can pour in the plain water or simply pour some of it into the empty cup to speed up the cooling process. Never had a guy do this for me before.
He asked me if it is my misfortune to have known our common friend (whom I got to know him from) but I must say, if without him, I would not have known such a wonderful friend like him. Hope that our friendship will grow. It is really tough to maintain any relationship with so many tasks and commitments. School work piles up, as usual. I want to have time for myself too. Time for God, for my family, for people whom are important for me. Don't wish to reach the state of lying on my death bed and realise that I have not loved enough. Anything can happen and I want my loved ones and friends to know that I do care for them. Maybe I have not been seeing them, nor have I been keeping in constant contact, but I do pray for them. This, is perhaps the only thing I can do for them.
