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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
Friday, June 06, 2008
-5:25 PM
Took a long and arduous ride to Aunt Tina’s stall – two hours. Initially, I was enjoying the scenery but I started to slouch after forty-five minutes and wondered when I will reach Beach Road. Really have to salute the bus driver. What will happen if he needs to relieve himself? Major stomachache? Not to add in the need to deal with rude passengers. And it takes a lot of energy to drive, I believe.
My aunt told me that I resemble both of my parents in a pretty varied and balanced manner while Justin takes after my mum to a large extent. What do I think? Am stubborn like mum and easily contented like dad. Looks wise, more like papa. Haa.
Was disappointed with M1's Customer Service Office (CSO). To be precise, I was given some wrong information by one CSO and made a fruitless trip to Toa Payoh with the excitement to purchase a new mobile. She should have checked things out if unsure. Am still holding bro’s antique phone and will only be able to buy one after I get back from Vietnam. Was terribly upset that night and am contemplating to change my service subscriber. Was consoling myself that perhaps there will be better deals two weeks later. I reckon it is safer to carry this ‘zero value’ phone to Vietnam. And my camera went bonkers again!!! Will have to get a new one before I leave. Everything is adding on to my financial woes. *scream*
Miss Didar. Miss Ah Di. Miss Rus. Miss Stella. Miss miss miss…
Been feeling this way for a period of time. Perhaps I have been swarmed with notifications of my friends either married or getting married recently. While I have friends who told me that they are lonely, I see it as freedom. Matter of perspective, isn’t it? Was chatting with Sharon – takes immense courage and commitment to marry and trust that one person to work out the rest of your life with you. Marriage is beautifully risky. And there is this analogy drawn in a show – love is like a ghost. Haha. Everyone is talking about it but who has really seen it? Morbid, yeah? Perhaps ambiguity is the loveliest aspect of any relationship. The desire to just be there for that person, to protect, to care for, to support… without any strings attached nor expecting any returns. Sharon said that this is normal once you have reached a certain age. Hehe. Thank God I am not a weirdo. Yah, thinking of adopting a child if I don’t get married (yes, I love children). Eh, not that nobody is wooing me but I will never give the green light if I don’t see myself with him in the future. And come on, my expectations are not even ‘building-high’. Hoho.
Why can’t some people laugh at themselves? I can only attribute it to pride, yes, imperious pride. Humans are infallible so instead of pointing our fingers at people or situations, learn whatever we can from mistakes or blunders made, and move on. And, laugh it out and laugh it off. Laughter is not only the best medicine, it can also be one decent antidote for tricky situations. *Hahaha* And I am not joking.
