Wonderful Saviour

Wonderful Savior
My heart belongs to Thee
I will remember always
The blood you shed for me
Wonderful Savior
My heart will know Your worth
So let me embrace You always
As I walk this earth

Be blessed, be loved, be lifted high
Be treasured here, be glorified
I owe my life to You, my Lord
Here I am...

Beautiful Jesus
How may I bless Your heart?
Knees to the earth
I bow down to everything You are
Beautiful Jesus
You are my only worth
So I will embrace You always
As I walk this earth

Passion (Sacred Revolution) - Knees To The Earth

randomizer

It's so cool...add "-izer" at the back of words and the thing becomes like .."whoa..." :P
And also,very importantly-as I discovered last year..on the 31st of December 2004

*drum-roll* there's bubblegum in a lolly these days...awesome...
I'm 19 going on 20...ain't it great to be old enough to just act weird all the time?
Oh, and one more thing...Cheng Yee says "Did you know that the McD's prosperity meal DOESN'T bring you luck?"
I'm so dissapointed...all my hope in the honesty of humanity is quickly evaporating....

quote of the day: "She's about as deep as a puddle of mud"

Russell Edson - The Having To Love Something Else

There was a man who would marry his mother, and asked his father for his mother's hand in marriage, and was told he could not marry his mother's hand because it was attached to all the rest of mother, which was all married to his father; that he'd have to love something else . . .

And so he went into the world to love something else, and fell in love with a dining room. He asked someone standing there, may I have this dining room's hand in marriage? You may not, its hand is attached to all the rest of it, which has all been promised to me in connubial alliance, said someone standing there.

Just because the dining room lives in your house doesn't necessarily give you claim to its affections . . . Yes it does, for a dining room is always to be married to the heir apparent in the line of succession; after father it's my turn; and only if all mankind were destroyed could you succeed any other to the hand of this dining room.

You'll have to love something else . . .
And so the man who would marry his mother was again in the world looking for something to love that was not already loved . . .

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i need a car! i know it sounds so selfish, especially when i bring no cash in...but i need a car! to ward off 'loud discussions' with my parents about where,why,and when. i don't ask for much...no fancy two seaters,subwoofer,gleaming rims and leather bucket seats. i promise to drive safe, give lifts and avoid the friendly meter-man, please....could i have a car soon..?

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Jazz rocks! :)

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I can’t do anything. Really.
This isn’t one of those EMO blogs about how my inferiority complex is getting bigger than my ego (what total crap) but rather..seriously…I can’t do anything.

Proof:

Woke up late todae…made it downstairs..(my parents only count “coming downstairs” as being fully awake) in 5 minutes, shocking my mum who concept of her eldest ‘pride and joy’ is one of perpetual lateness, last minute work and lazeeeneesssss to the max. I turn 20 next year and I think my parents despair at me being able to survive when I leave to live on my own.
1. I can’t do simple things like NOT WORRY PARENTS.

Hurried to finished vacation math work (all 7 exercises!!). Was thinking that I got smarter over the hols and could do like 3 in 2 hours…..I came up with the grand total of 3 questions in half and hour. Not exactly blazin’ through the books. The bad part? It was work I learned when I was 16.
2. I can’t do math….and I can’t retain USEFUL things in this ‘ol brain.

Had a really l o u s y time playing for the band today….played all the right chords…at the wrong times. Sounded like this pathetic tinkly toy-piano… damn….
…why can’t I just practice!?
3. I can’t play decent music despite the thousands of $ dumped into my musical
education which I went through with much whining and complaining.

Came home after youth group. Was required to help in kitchen to get dinner going.
That’s right. My mum has never given up (or rather hasn’t learned her lesson) on teaching me how to cook. Me- the one who’s culinary skills involve making water in one flavour and MaggiMee in five. Oh, yeah…and I can fry an egg now without ‘accidentally’ making it scrambled.
Simple instructions: (a) Put potatoes in water and boil
(b) Put ladyfingers in with potatoes and boil
(c) Take potatoes out
(d) Take ladyfingers out
The potatoes were..um..crunchy. I realized that crunchy potatoes don’t go well with chicken curry. And ladyfingers don’t need to be blanched until the squishy white stuff inside oozes out. And that my sister can cook (and not to mention tell you loudly how you should be cooking) much, much better.
4. I can’t cook.

Besides that…I also can’t
5. Be a role model..I mean..look at me! I’ve given out advice like “I think you should
just run away, join a gang and die in glory.”
6. Act my age.
8. Not be emo
9. Read Japanese
10. Built a multi-million business
11. Drive….no..wait..I can…I just don’t drive um….well


I need an upgrade. Really soon.