Posted on: Saturday, November 14, 2009
Posted at: 7:47 AM
Posted at: 7:47 AM
HOLIDAYS!!!!
happyhappy. :D i might miss school a little though, like all those ppl that i talk to in school and stuff. so fun. but only a little bit. cant believe one year's over liao. it seems really fast. like i've just become sec 1. and next year i'll be sec 2! so weird. sometimes i still think i'm 12. O__O
i'm thinking of something really profound to say
couldn't think of anything. oh well. hmm...ohoh. next week's gonna be like complete horror. HORROR. there's like training from tuesday to friday. 4 DAYS. F-O-U-R. T__T i think i might cry. don't know how im gonna get through all those. its like im dreading those four days. i don't mind all the drills and everything, i just hate, HATE those running kind of drills. like we had to run 3 rounds around the court in less than a minute. once is still ok, but coach cindy said she was gonna make us do it repeatedly. so its like, very scary. i hate those kind of things. like nic used to make us run around the track, like 6 times, all under 1:45. yucks.
going back to urban kids tomorrow. wonder what it'll be like. i think it might be kinda weird. i don't really know anyone from the 8.30 service. :( oh well. i'll try i guess.
how many times have I broken Your heart, still you forgive, if only I ask
it's quite amazing and cool how God always forgives me. I'll never forget that.
i think ppl need to learn to let go. let go of the things that have already happened. there's no use regretting or hating those ppl who hurt them before. the people who hurt them before hurt them once only, but they are the ones who are hurting themselves again and again. maybe they think they're being strong, by not forgetting how others have hurt them. maybe in some way, it makes them feel good coz like they get to play the part of the noble person who got mistreated. like a protagonist. i don't know.
i can hear the sound from the mrt station. the beeping sound when the doors close. haha.
leanne
happyhappy. :D i might miss school a little though, like all those ppl that i talk to in school and stuff. so fun. but only a little bit. cant believe one year's over liao. it seems really fast. like i've just become sec 1. and next year i'll be sec 2! so weird. sometimes i still think i'm 12. O__O
i'm thinking of something really profound to say
couldn't think of anything. oh well. hmm...ohoh. next week's gonna be like complete horror. HORROR. there's like training from tuesday to friday. 4 DAYS. F-O-U-R. T__T i think i might cry. don't know how im gonna get through all those. its like im dreading those four days. i don't mind all the drills and everything, i just hate, HATE those running kind of drills. like we had to run 3 rounds around the court in less than a minute. once is still ok, but coach cindy said she was gonna make us do it repeatedly. so its like, very scary. i hate those kind of things. like nic used to make us run around the track, like 6 times, all under 1:45. yucks.
going back to urban kids tomorrow. wonder what it'll be like. i think it might be kinda weird. i don't really know anyone from the 8.30 service. :( oh well. i'll try i guess.
how many times have I broken Your heart, still you forgive, if only I ask
it's quite amazing and cool how God always forgives me. I'll never forget that.
i think ppl need to learn to let go. let go of the things that have already happened. there's no use regretting or hating those ppl who hurt them before. the people who hurt them before hurt them once only, but they are the ones who are hurting themselves again and again. maybe they think they're being strong, by not forgetting how others have hurt them. maybe in some way, it makes them feel good coz like they get to play the part of the noble person who got mistreated. like a protagonist. i don't know.
i can hear the sound from the mrt station. the beeping sound when the doors close. haha.
leanne