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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, October 10, 2008
-11:14 PM
Made a startling discovery today – a glass of wrigglers in varied sizes in my mum’s bathroom. Am tickled by how they wriggle with such vigor and shocked at how mum has accidentally put our health at risk. Took pictures and a video. Before I left for school, I decided to pour a layer of oil into the glass – end the oxygen supply for these little creatures’ survival. After I got home from tuition, most of the bigger ones were lifeless. Eeww…
Bought something for mum and dad to relieve their body aches – not that I am running from being their masseuse, but my school work and tuition assignments are preventing me from having the luxury of time to massage for them. Besides, I usually am exhausted by the time I reach home daily. It wasn’t terribly expensive but it’s the thought that counts, right? Dad sat in a pretty funny manner for this picture – too upright!
Bumped into Tianyu on my way to school today! Haven’t seen him for so long. He’s doing translation (Japanese to English and vice versa) in a company and still as cool as ever – man of few words since secondary school days. I couldn’t tolerate the silence and bombarded him with questions, to which almost all were returned with a one-word answer. Tsk tsk tsk. Stark contrast to the interviewer? Haa.
Finished my presentation with Marie for an elective yesterday. Stressful! We had to shift to a lecture hall because the projector and the computer in the tutorial room were faulty and there was no other available tutorial room. I was panicking when I had reached the room 35 minutes before hand and couldn’t even switch the computer on successfully. We felt weird having to use the microphone – insisted by our tutor – and stand on the elevated platform in the lecture hall. Thankfully, I was too dressed down to be mistaken for a tutor. Haha. Still, because I share the same surname as our tutor, a few of my friends jokingly addressed me as Dr Tan. *roll eyes*