short, open declaration

I really love NYCB1 greatly. (Being with you all is such a Joy.)

I pray that we will not just love each other but love God with our lives. (:

hosea 10:12-14a

Sow for yourselves righteousness,
reap the fruit of unfailing love,
and break up your unplowed ground;
for it is time to seek the Lord,
until he comes
and showers righteousness on you.
But you have planted wickedness,
you have reaped evil,
you have eaten the fruit of deception.
Because you have depended on your own strength
and on your many warriors,
the roar of battle will rise against your
people,
so that all your fortresses will be devastated -

lovely things about yesterday

the exam season

It’s been 3 days at the exam HQ and it encourages me to see that this place is coming alive with the love of Christ. (: We are certainly not stoned, half-dead muggers in a room.

I love studying here, even though there are times it feels as though I’m sitting in economy class. Hehe.

give and take

There must be some sort of balance between both.

Or else we will end up being
(a) Burnt out
(b) Suckers

I know I can give more.

keep my heart amazed

Been here since 9am. Am losing focus.

Before I dive headfirst into another Forensics online lecture, I just want to declare that I am too loved. Seriously. Fung says that people pamper me. I think it’s true.

What did I do to deserve – a loaf of raisin bread from Four Leaves, a Hello Kitty keychain from the ‘egg egg thing’, a Hello Kitty Tissue Box, honey drink, heartfelt prayers for my recovery and concerned smses.

I am blessed to be a blessing. Remember that!

I leave you with a photo of Grey Gay. He’s my new handphone pouch, and according to Tifen, Monchichi’s girlfriend. (I know this doesn’t make sense…)

Yes, I know my nail colour is nice! (: Woooo.

sigh.

Woe to the (big and flying) cockroach that is lurking around in our room.

Woe to my nose which is making me reach for a tissue every 1 minute.