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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, December 09, 2007
-1:55 AM
Went to a café (Ti Amo) which Tricia used to work in. It is in Serangoon and there is no GST and 10% service charge. And to top it all up, the food is actually relatively good (I love the salad). It is pretty cozy too and we enjoyed ourselves other than my sheer bewilderment of the accuracy of our guess. Alright, though I wasn’t really stunned, I was quite disappointed and a little furious. I seriously think we should earnestly consider the consequences of what we allow to come out of our mouths. But what is done, is done. It is okay if you make no head or tail of what I have typed here. There is nothing fearful about telling the truths but I am just afraid to complicate things. The last thing I want to do is to hurt people.
Had Ah Mei Milk Tea and that was enough to make an owl out of me. Naturally a nocturnal being, I have no reservations about staying awake till three in the morning but this potent drink kept my eyes open until half past seven. I was described as ‘skipping happily’ to and fro Joash’s room in the dark. You see, Joash was babbling almost non-stop while everyone seemed (or was dying) to be asleep. I couldn’t resist going near and disrupting him in his solitude, just to listen. Gor gor, Ah Chee (Kenneth), Seychelles (Michelle), Gi-ian (his Jie Jie Godma), she ear (sit here), K-K (Kian Kei), Jie Jie… … on and on he went. Am astounded by his perseverance in practising the art of speaking, and be heard. Poor Tommy and Sharon – the sacrifices of all parents! I cannot imagine they have to work after surviving such an ordeal (which is nearly an every-night affair).
This prince was grouchy after resting little through the night. Owing to only approximately two hours of sleep, I cannot really recall what we did in the morning. All I know is that Joash loves playing with his 5 cars – arranging and lining them up from place to place. I find it amusing and wondered if this daily chore of his will end any time soon. He had his milk and bath, and changed into a sexy off-shoulder outfit. *whistle* We played a while and then it was time for his lunch. I had mine too at TomSum’s place – Tommy bought economical rice (I remember it as ‘Point Point rice’ from a friend) for us. It was his treat – thanks Tommy! Took a slow stroll home after that. Have to be there for cell in another few hours’ time. Woah! Their comfy home is fast becoming my second home. Kekeke.
Zhiyong called when I was at TomSum’s place. Naturally, I got Joash to call him ‘Gor Gor’ immediately - of course this precious darling obliged and even gave ‘bonuses’ such as ‘bye bye’ and ‘ai ni’ (love you). We hung up after a brief conversation. This dear friend is so funny! He actually sent me a text after that to say that he felt much better after hearing Jojo’s voice. Hope he is not too stressed up over work. Due to his busy work schedule next week, I think it is almost impossible for us to meet up before I leave for Taiwan. He wanted to watch Golden Compass and go for KTV.
Went to this Hong Kong Café just now at Marina for dinner. We commenced eating only at about 9.30pm! The food was fabulous – either that they were really good or that we were too famished to be critical about what we were served. I had an Assorted Mushroom Congee. It was more like a clay pot of rice soaked in a soup base with shredded mushrooms of various types – a little to the salty side.
Although I was betrayed, I learnt precious lessons. Still, I believe there are (only) a few I can pour my heart out to – they have proven to be trustworthy and I thank God for them. Felt being made use of at times. But it is over now. Have to move on. No true freedom. No true freedom. *lamenting* But it is a choice made.
