I had the most disruptive night of sleep in ages.

Thank God that next week's recess! I could use much extra sleep and some rest after an insane week of work and deadlines. Thank God for His grace over the week. It was amazing how I finished my AED107 essay below 4 hours (I usually take an entire night), and how everything worked out for ALS101. Of course, I'm kinda worried about the statement of topic, my general questions and the extremely low SA score. But well, I'll have to trust Him.

Deadlines aside, this week was just hilarious, the little things and quips that came up. For one, I don't think people really bother with "izzackli" when he flares up. If it'd been another lecturer scolding us, I'd perhaps have been a little more serious but I couldn't help laughing at him the other day whoops. And I actually ran for lecture on Wednesday morning! (Second time.) I was still at the 179 bus-stop at 8.27am when lecture started 8.30am. Yeah, I literally dashed for my life all the way to Block 7. Just to avoid the "honour" of writing my name on the latecomers' list, which has been placed all the way down on the lecturer's platform, cos he apparently doesn't trust us anymore. Heh.

Statement of the week: "I was sitting in class during ALS101, and I didn't know what to do with my life." That was so exaggeratingly funny. Don't we somehow identify with that.

And I realised that the voice on the NEL pronounces "Outram Park" as "Outram Puck" very evidently. It's much more obvious than that on the EWL. Go listen! Lol.

My new favourite song!

When God Ran - Phillips, Craig & Dean

Almighty God, the Great I Am

Immovable Rock, Omnipotent, Powerful, Awesome Lord

Victorious Warrior

Commanding King of Kings, Mighty Conqueror

And the only time, the only time I ever saw him run

Was when He ran to me, He took me in His arms

Held my head to His chest, said, "My son's come home again!"

Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes

With forgiveness in His voice He said, "Son, do you know I still love you?"

He caught me by surprise, when God ran

The day I left home, I knew I'd broken His heart

And I wondered then, if things could ever be the same

Then one night, I remembered His love for me

And down that dusty road, ahead I could see

It was the only time, was the only time I ever saw Him run

And then He ran to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said, "My son's come home again"
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said, "Son, do you know I still love you?"

He caught me by surprise

And He brought me to my knees, when God ran

I saw Him run to me

I was so ashamed, all alone, and so far away

But now I know, that He's been waiting for this day

I saw Him run to me, He took me in His arms

Held my head to his chest, said, "My son's come home again!"

Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes

With forgiveness in His voice I felt His love for me again

He ran to me, He took me in His arms,

Held my head to his chest, said, "My son's come home again!"

Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes

With forgiveness in His voice He said, "Son"

He called me son, He said, "Son, do you know I still love you?"

He ran to me

And then I ran to Him

When God ran

God ran to us, He first forgave us.

Man... What's with the weather, seriously. It's been so dreadful (and painful from late afternoon onwards) the whole day! Rarhhhhh. And I don't wanna spend tonight in the washroom. :( :( :(

But you know what, thank God that it only came after the busy week.

And amazingly, I actually feel better now. Looks like expired stuff can be effective after all...

A more substantial post tomorrow. I wanna sleep.

Thank God that I passed my BTT! It was unexpected, there were at least 8 questions that I was unsure of. My heart was pounding so fast when I clicked on the "end test" button. I honestly didn't wish to fail (it'd be embarrassing), but I was already preparing myself for it. Hee. I was really shocked when I actually passed. Thank God, thank God! That's the first step to my "3am supper" dream. But come to think of it, I'm lazy to go for driving lessons.

The performance yesterday was tiring, but the atmosphere was great. I actually felt an adrenaline rush during the last session. There seemed to be a collective amount of energy unleashed on stage, and I half thought that the stage was gonna collapse. Loved the energy level of the performers.

The Di Zi juniors had an item as well, and as I watched them play, I could not help but be overcome by nostalgia. Wesley came along, commenting that I should just go up and join them cos I looked so tempted to. Lol. Yeah, I miss the days when we performed as an orchestra, when we went through thick and thin, sweat and tears in preparation for our concert day. Somehow performing with a school orchestra is just so different from a professional orchestra, the latter lacking in raw-ness and cohesion as a result of many practices together. And the sad thing is that I'll never be part of a school orchestra again (no don't tell me about university). I miss performing. So much. I miss the hard slogging as an orchestra to achieve that one common goal. I miss feeling the adrenaline rush on stage before a song begins. I miss screwing up (all the time) during rehearsals. I miss the carefreeness on stage, the freedom to let all my emotions flow. I miss the enjoyment of and movement to the music while performing. I miss hearing people say they enjoyed and were touched by the music. Despite shelving my concerto dreams aside, I still wish to be standing on stage again, performing the genre of songs that I love. Which I don't see as very possible. But it doesn't hurt to dream, does it.

I guess in seemingly small things such as these, God is speaking to me. It's just so frustrating and I can feel the bitterness well up uncontrollably. And here's where "you can't control your circumstances, but you can control your response" really applies. Yes, I am fond of saying that, but I'm really struggling. I'm still trying. To not depend on my own strength, but His.

Reality hits. Horror week ahead. She's right, I shouldn't take it all for granted. Just because my last-minute work paid off last semester doesn't mean it's going to again this semester. Hey, it's time to stop thinking the world of myself.

Your grace is sufficient.

I was anticipating today, yet dreading it at the same time cos of the undone work, Finite Math test and the thought of getting back the Number Theory test with a "zero" on it. But somehow, everything turned out well (with the exception of me applying concepts from a later chapter that wasn't tested into the FM test, leading to almost half of the entire paper's marks assuredly gone). Still, God has been so good.

So today was the day SCARCZ revealed our angels and mortals! Yeah, before touching on that, it was really a random idea that I threw out and they were crazy enough to agree to play it HAHA. Of course, we did it the technological way. And if you think that playing Angel & Mortal among 6 people is lame... Think again! I was so dead sure that I knew everyone's angels and mortals and so was Sarah (but I knew she got one pair wrong), but I was still wrong! This just shows that it can be played successfully among 6 people hahahaha. Thank God for the gifts and the time spent together. :)

My dear angel! She gave me really sweet stuff, including a Swensens voucher woohoo! And you know, I was just telling her about coconut husks and she actually went to pick a coconut for me. It was so funny, her account of the very embarrassing situation whereby people were looking at her pick coconuts HAHAHA. And angel, even though "boomz shingz and leopard preens" gave you away, I still love you, thank you for everything!!!! :D :D :D

My gift to Amantha. Perfect eh?

Calvin the mortal, who said he's gonna find his purpose hahahaha!

The "seats" that Zenn made which're a part of the SCARCZ ferris wheel! Beautiful. :)



We were like the two out of, what, 5 or 7 people or something who wore the shirt today. Bugaboos!

Hmm, the past one week or so has been great in a sense but it hasn't been as great spiritually. Somehow, it hasn't sunk in.

The fact that everyone's gone.