10:49:00 PM
side note, before i forget; i had a quick scroll down my date list and realised, i post about four times a month. hmm. it certainly seems more than that. hahaha.yet, ther are so many things i can say but wont say
and think out but never type out.
or type out but hit the backspace button like its my naughty drug.
and things that are just not meant to be said,
but locked in the drawers of the heart.
sometimes, i think things are ruined by words..
a sms conversation between me and carine.
ca: AHHH! I OVERSLEPT.
ale: and i wanna go back to sleep. whine. can you still get there in time?
ca: WILT SHALL WE DO?
ale: thee father fetching ye lass, then leave thy lodging now! as quick as the crow beats its wings. NOW.
ca: thine's father hast just gotten ready, wilt leave soon. shall we meet at somerset instead? what say you?
ale: me say NAY. this pirate hast lost me compass (me scallywag!) and knows not how to get to cine. therefore, we shall meet "where the sun sets".
ca: thou tryest to find thy way from somerset to cine beforehand.should thou still be helpless whereafter, i wilt help thee.
ca: thou art not s'posed to speak in Old English. it is i.
ale: avast. tis as bad as yer marooning me. with yar FAULTY COMPASS NO LESS. yer rascal!
ale: me is fluent in both old english and piranee, thus thee wilt suffer me suing both. watch me cutlass watch!
ca: Thou art stepping in two boats at the same time.
ale: yohoho, h'E!
i wanted to blog at 11.58 ytd : i detest transmissions.
but wells. now i have something else to detest : skirts and heels. GARR.
i promise myself, never to torture myself again.
strained, blistered red, marked for
the ultimate nervous system overload.
stumbled, clattered,lost one and tripped the other,
ungainly, noisy, freaking no difference in height anyway.
FREAKING UNCOMFORTABLE.
'for us geishas, beauty and agony is closely inter-weaved.'
IM NOT A PRETTY GEISHA. then why am i included in this stupid group?
i 97% think that i'd rather have unmatched shoes next time. or just buy a pair of nice flats that DONT HURT and match. gar-rahh-rawwwh!
i have two words : STUPID SKIRT.
yepp. that pretty much rounds up everything.
cny was great, tasty and merry as it could be.
my non believer counsin is coming (i think i hope i pray i believe!) this sat. then going to joey and justine's church next next sat. WAHAHHAHAA. rejoice. -pops
this is my note to self. something that would be written in my journal. but i thought i'd share it with you, just incase you were half asleep, or didn go for service today. love.
try to be a christian VS train to be a christian.
the marathon is not that easty to run. everyone knows that, right?
therefore, you know it will be tough, difficult and extremly discipline requir-ing. so if you know all this beforehand, why do you forget all this when you're not even half there? and then. give up? becuase trails are supposed to be part of training, therefore, dont give up.
remember, God never meant for you to travel this road alone. this is where your wg comes in. let them be your encouragement, open up and start uniting from within. unite in him.
dont you think its weird:
-that the religious buddist goes to the temple first thing in the morning on the first day of cny. but christian give church a miss instead.
-to compare the rate of obesity in america, to the rate of starvatin in africa.
-that 'pumkin patch' sounds funny?
-that girls have different reactions to a watermelon than guys?
anyways.
tomorrow, tomorrow.
tomorrow.
for 23hrs and 39minuntes.
and nothing feels different.
ale
