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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
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
-5:12 PM
Finally, pictures taken by Andrew for the birthday surprise at Tommy’s and Sharon’s cozy home. Pardon my messy hair and I looked like I live there with Sharon’s home clothes. And do I appear that I am ready to kill for that picture in which I carried the plastic knife? Wonder if Nicky wanted to be in that picture or not. Kian Kuen got me eating the cherry-like fruit, which made the cake seem lovely but is rather sour for my sweet tooth. That explains the facial expression. I was not even aware that my picture was taken for the standing pose. Andrew’s camera phone, I must say, is pretty impressive.
Need to thank Tommy for getting the cake despite his busy schedule and chauffeuring the gang of people to his house. The cake was not exactly tasty, to be frank, but the sweet thoughts meant the most. I think I make better cheesecakes. However, I think I am far too busy for this 10 weeks practicum to be able to make any decent tiramisu or cakes. Everyday seems to be loaded with work and flies past with the batting of an eyelid. Lack of sleep becomes a daily fact. Lesson plans generator? Holding my bladder becomes a norm. Dehydration occurs at times. Exhausting! I love the students though. They are one of my sources of joy, the reason why I still make my way to school.
