"but the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. against such things there is no law."
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| Monday, April 03, 2006 |
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bestehen :: to be, exist (being instead of doing, anyone?)
what day is it - and in what month
this clock never seemed so alive
i can't keep up and i can't back down
i've been losing so much time
'cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
nothing to lose
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
i can't keep my eyes off of you
all of the things that i want to say just aren't coming out right
i'm tripping on words
you've got my head spinning
i don't know where to go from here
'cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
nothing to prove
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
i can't keep my eyes off of you
there's something about you now
i can't quite figure out
everything she does is beautiful
everything she does is right
'cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
nothing to lose
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
i can't keep my eyes off of you
and me and all of the people with nothing to do
nothing to prove
and it's you and me and all of the people
and I don't know why
i can't keep my eyes off of you
what day is it
and in what month
this clock never seemed so alive
-- you and me, lifehouse
if you know how relevant this song is, you shouldn't. you'd probably try to get me locked up too. :P kidding... kidding. not all relevance is in the depressing sense. sometimes in the confused sense. (as in - "i don't know what day it is and what month and how much school i have left to go" and "my tongue isn't working properly so everything i say comes out as gibberish")
i want it to be weekend all year. i love the whole yf family thing. i'm so sorry i rejected you, tim and cheuk. you can understand me wanting to go home in a car not a bus, right?
*sigh* hanging in for weekend. and will have completed most of my orals by then. if i don't, come and abuse me. (not physically, just come and yell. it's good for taking your frustration out) *sniffles* i think the cold's back... oh well...
back to maths. :D
bori: hey, skankface!
helena: *turns around*
von: *bursts into laughter*
bori: i love it how you respond when i call you by your name
helena: so sad, but so true...
(grammar girls, if you want scene, 'twas that little path coming from L block to G block. bori and i were walking to our lockers together after german and helena was walking in front of us) in case any one of you didn't get it, bori doesn't actually mean it when she calls helena (or anyone else) skankface... |
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Yvonne a.k.a. Von, Mum, Che [姐](Dot), Dada[大大] (Dan), Vonnie, Yv (Ling), Vonnles (which is how Trudy spells it), Vonnals (which is how Jasmine spells it), Von Bon (Ann), Bon Bon (my grandma), Mommy (Nick, who is not very subtle with his hinting), ィヴォン, ボンボンちゃん
O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water. I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your power and your glory. Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live, in your name I will lift up my hands
psalm63.1-4
:: brown hair :: brown eyes :: asian skin :: asian eyes :: asian glasses :: short :: short :: short :: shy :: paranoid :: noisy :: bouncy when i want to be :: gullible :: procrastinator :: perfectionist :: maker-of-dodgy-cookies :: writer-of-dodgy-songs :: dodgy-singer-of-good-songs :: eater-of-almost-everything :: reader-of-almost-everything :: writer-of-almost-nothing :: daughter :: big sister :: little sister :: mum :: friend :: doll ::
| le futur |
:: saturday the 11th ::
5pm.choir
7pm.yf
:: sunday the 12th ::
joyce's birthday
9am.church
11.30am.joyce's birthday lunch
3pm.lulu's choir recital
:: monday the 13th ::
3pm.working
:: wednesday the 15th ::
6pm.work meeting
:: thursday the 16th ::
linguistics transcription assignment due.
:: friday the 17th ::
french writing exercice #2 due.
international ball.
40h famine.
:: saturday the 18th ::
40h famine.
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| je vous promis |
- Spend a considerable amount of time with God every day
- No swearing
- Exercise at least 3 times a week
- Von-time for reflection every month -- analyse how I react to things and people, how close I'm getting to people, etc.
- No lying
- Be more joyful and caring
- Be less selfish
- Be more subtle
- Be more conscientious with money
- Get a job
- Keep said job
- Keep in touch with grammar girls
- Join a gym
- Speak Canto with Lynn
- Speak French with Nay
- Don't lose my languages
- Save up money to visit Rach in America
- Keep up piano
- Spend less time on the internet
- Coffee with Meera and Lynn once a month if Meera's in Canberra
- Looooong walks with Lynn
- Be sensible -- set boundaries and don’t break them
- Be a better daughter
- Keep in touch with (and visit) Mutsumi
- Start reading again
- Finish Emma and Mansfield Park
- Read a Shakespeare play
- Journal more frequently
- Consider keeping a written journal
- Don't depend so much on other people
- Make time for Lynn, Meera and Nay
- Keep in touch with Grammar people -- esp. Lulu and Claire
- Weekly/monthly Grammar coffees
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