TRUST in You with all our hearts, and lean not on our own understanding.

What a traumatizing, unnecessary day. Let's please forget and move on.

***"They take rat number 1. They hold it in their hand. They let it struggle, but they hold it tight enough so that it knows no matter how hard it tries it can never escape. And once the rat realizes this, given up, they throw him in this big tank of water. The rat swims for like, 3 minutes before he drowns.. Then they take this other rat. Rat number 2, they hold him in their hand, but just loose enough so that when he struggles, he's able to escape the hand under his own power. When he jumps into the water, that.. swims for 45 minutes before he drowns."

"What about the rat that refuses to participate, the one that refuses to struggle but just sits there.. buddha rat."

"Well I don't know, there wasn't any buddha rat in the study."

In about 7 weeks I shall be sitting for Prelims, and another 7 after that the big 'A's. Daunting thought, isn't it. Just a few days ago that teacher with the permanent seraphic expression announced the sorry affair of our grades. Today, another teacher expressed his disapproval for my lackadaisical attitude toward Tutorial 20. Little do they know that (though my grades would beg to differ) to be buried by books has emerged my number 1 aspiration. The air of gloom and despondency hangs over like a storm cloud (almost as stifling as the window grilles that make my classroom vaguely reminiscent to a jail cell) as I struggle to compute the E not cell value of a battery (?). So it has come down to this. Academic excellence has been placed on such a high pedestal that coming home with anything less than an A (star star) will earn but a pitying look of disdain. Thank God for friends, who despite my increasing loopyness and possibly mutateddeteriorating ATM gene, have endured and provided a much needed respite. To everyone who has put a smile on my face today, thank you! I say. And hang in there;

someway, somehow, we'll get there.

I hate it when the peace is broken by your self-victimization and over-controlling nature.
Hope I'll never say such things,
But for now, I'm glad I can sew.

But we can only ever move forward.

And never run away again.

Get Your Cyborg Name

IF P THEN Q, P THEREFORE Q!!! NOT Q THEREFORE NOT P!!!!!

-No KI free period
-Got back chem.
-Went to the library with oosh and jos
-Blinding green light!!!
-The height of a man's thumb and the breadth of a woman
-Too many thoughts
-The little white and brown doggy is turning into a little brown and brown doggy
-Maybe yes no say what?
-Its a terrible feeling, vulnerable.

Thanks to Yiwen who uploaded :D

I really miss the old times! Can you believe it at least 19 of us are in RJ now... I guess I will always carry bits of the past with me, although some may be double their original height?

P.S. To my current classmates: The cow is here too.

It's late. I really should be sleeping/offline. Today it hit me that the solution is not in others. So I keep looking and looking maybe never finding anything but please prove me wrong. Okay that does not make sense does it? Never mind. Besides my trying to perform forensic analysis on DNA samples and watching a rather vapid film (:D) I also did some math. Its rusty already.

I don't wanna go school tomorrow. 7 hour block why do I subject myself to this torture.

Playing the most angsty songs I can find on max volume.

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OK now that I've calmed down suitably. It really was good afternoon, great classmates (thank you :D), and yeah 7/7 team always in my heart + Stylistic Mr Lee, heartbreaker.

What a day.

Please.

Yesterday was fun! Went exploring a very very very verh far away place ate a whole bunch and did not get sick! Also managed exhaust most of my pent-up nonsensical blabbering. Missed liddy in the end though ):

Today I woke up at 5+ and thought hmm what paper is there today?
But there is no paper. Hello lessons so we meet again.

Now what do I do?

So. School today felt foreign and strange. After the battle of chem was fought (and almost not) I unloaded ~a months worth of nonsense words to friends who just looked on, slightly(?) appalled.

Have been slacking ever since but determined to get started after Jacquey's birthday party tonight (:

God works in mysterious, mysterious ways. Its fall fall fall and then back full circle but not before another hurricane visits, just so you know that He is there throughout it all and nothing is too big for Him. x

And it took to the skies

Today was an assortment of power outages, thunderbolts and lightning, headaches and dismay (+ what's with enticing KI science questions?)

My thoughts are not Your thoughts, neither are Your ways my ways. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are Your ways higher than my ways, and Your thoughts than mine. No ifs or buts.

Well, okay. I also rescued the cat from an impending storm. Saw him slinking under a car just as the raindrops came pelting down so I dashed out and carried him back to safety. He's now all snuggled up and snoozing in my blankets, having a good dream where he licks his (cute!) lips and makes truck-like rumbling noises + one time waking up to mumble a bleary "meow?" then burying his head and succumbing to deep slumber (SUBLIME AWESOMENESS!!!!!11).

And so concludes the most exciting thing that's happened today.

Stretching (hello birthmark!) and cuddly ^,o

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To get my mind off things

Rules: Write down the first webpage result that makes grammatical sense or just pick the funniest one on the first page of results.

1. Google "(your name) needs":
Olly needs a show name. This is for my friend. Her horse is Olly, a bay, 16hh, 8 year old, Thoroughbred gelding.

2. Google "(your name) looks like":
and have you noticed how much olly looks like 80's sheffield popster glen gregory after a wine and pie consuming contest?

3. Google "[your name] likes":
Explain that "Odd Olly" only likes to have odd numbers of dots on her back while "Even Elly" only likes to have even numbers of dots.

4. Google "[your name] says"
But by the time they go up and check in Olly's room, Olly is, finally, fast asleep. Oops! says Olly Bear

5. Google "[your name] wants":
No! Says Olly Bear - Tony Kenyon 1 Mar 2006
Dad is entering the scene, asking who wants to come to the shop with him. Olly wants to come and is already

6. Google "[your name] does":
Olly does not know what to write for this ... Olly is not an Elfwood patron

7. Google "[your name] hates":
[TRANSLATED] Olly Hates Compressed Air. Continuing his anger towards the products of our industrial society (see earlier v.

8. Google "[your name] can":
It's okay if i am; but you actually have to say what Olly can and cannot do before i will know what Olly can and cannot do.

9. Google "[your name] goes":
Olly goes insane with the cupcakes. ... Olly goes insane with the cupcakes. by dinosaurhouse

10. Google "[your name] is":
Name of a fruit. Often brings to mind the cartoon hero Popeye's wife, Olive Oyl - not the prettiest of images.
It is a female name

11. Google "[your name] loves":
OLLY washing powder - Review - Hates dirt, Loves earth.


All done. Well.. Thats just about too many "olly"s in one day.

Johnny after two trips to Mt. E and getting his temperature checked.

I want to scream hysterically and run around in circles. What what what what what wuttercopters. I want to be a normal kid but not home its a mess it really is.

But You have other plans for me. You always do.

2334

Heal the world

Make it a better place

For you and for me

And the entire human race

I need to stop not studying.
Sigh/

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