it's going to be a new year, new resolutions, new people coming in and new things handle. i pray for more strength in a new envoirnment with strangers, better time and money managment and be a much more better child of yours.

when i woke up eruptly this morning because of a dream ( i dreamt that i scored all the 3 pointers against the brothers - ha! i wish... ) it suddenly dawned upon me that school is less than a week away and here i am sleeping soundly, comfy bed, fluffy pillows... and wait, where's oscar... he's outside, all snuggled up on the couch... time is drawing near to school reopen... wha~ sob... itsh okie! new contacts*woohoo~

as i walk to the living room table, i read the headlines about the tsunamis... 22,000 death toll rate and still counting... is armageddon on the way? wait, i should rephrase it, is the end of time drawing nearer? some thoughts came into me, i havent worked yet, i've not finished with my studies, i've havent got a boyfriend yet, i've never got kissed before, i've not done a lot of things, i haven't see my friends and family convert yet, there's no cg in nafa, my grandma and dad and nana, they havent convert yet... so many yets and uncountable havents... time seemed to be a lot less than usual... i looked on the computer table, there it is, purpose driven life with the sentence below, what on earth am i here for? if armpit hair is for reducing friction ( trust me i don't see a point but god place it there so i can't really argue ) and hair on our fingers and toes are for some funny reasons, then the more we should do something being that we have the word of god... so many people died because of the sudden tidal wave ( 50 feet = 20 metres = 10 story high ) and many who perished don't even know god... who knows, a tidal wave might suddenly occur in singapore and about half the population doesn't even know who jesus is might just be gone... just like that...

i hate geography and i have no inkling what those tsunamis do but it got me reading more on them and pondering, mother nature or mother earth or whatever you call it, does seem more scary than any osamas put together, because they don't have any plans, they don't film themselves and give warnings nor do they hide. it's just a sudden fart they gave out or a nudge when they feel uncomfortable between their mountain brothers... is god still in control? yes he is. ultimate one in control.

thinking: mushroom soup with croutons
song: norah jones - come away with me