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there's no CL classes today.. or shld i say.. erm.. there's no CL lesson at 8.. haiz.. wonder hw bro sign up n arrange for us.. was reli angry at tat moment.. wen we told him tat there were no class aft a long search for the rm, he onli say 'iya!! yaya.. no class.. i forgot its in the afternoon, not aft svc!!! cum to mi for make up ok? okok.. go go..' was he even sori for it? but there again, i noe hw bz he is.. so.. haiz.. forget it ba.. anger simmered aft 10 secs..

i'm beri pek cek over alot of tins today.. may sound harsh wen i open my mouth, i don mean it.. will repent.. n sori to liang, i threw u the worse attitude but times n times again u take it all.. thx for bein so understandin..

my heart had turned cold.. toward God, toward mems.. i had no idea y.. i'm tryin to kip the fire burnin strong again, but no matter hw hard i've tried, it doesnt works.. i lost the spritual senses.. i cldnt sense Him animore thou so much so i wanted to.. 'luvin God wholeheartedly n luvin ppl fervently'.. a simple verse, yet it requires alot of effort to achieve.. there r left over agony n devastation stuck sumwhere in my heart.. i nid spiritual surgery.. i nid it desprately n urgently..

my life is like an accelerating car.. movin n movin, rain or shine, fast n slow.. caught all dust n got dirty, rain drops stained the car.. God is jus like the wiper, He wipes off everi stain n dirt, makin my vision clear for the route tat i'm gg to travel nxt.. He jus moves non stop, workin n workin jus to ensure tat i travel the rite path.. tats Him.. my beluved Heavenly Father.. He jus wans the best for us..

like wat bro had said durin cell grp ytd.. 'at times, there r far too much tins for us to say till we r lost of wat to say..' tats always the kind of feelins in mi.. mixed.. so much tins to say, yet not noein where to start n hw to put it across..

wen all of such feelins occurs, wen one's spiritual lvl is back slidin, n wen our heart turns cold, it all shows tat our faith in God r not strong at all.. its oso reflects abt our prayer life.. ..

we moves frm glory to glory.. always proceed to a whole new lvl.. i don wan to b the same, but i'm all lost of wat more cld b done..

i perfer valor cell grp den our cell.. true enuf, tats the fact.. she said tat frm dis, it oreli was a routine.. thou i don tink so, but perhaps she rite.. i cannot allow tat to b a routine.. i'm jus so reluctant, so dilatorise..

i miss mummy.. so many days had not seen her.. i'm like stayin in hostel wif kor kor like tat.. i onli get to see him in the mornin b4 he goes out, n at nite wen he cums hm.. i'm tired of such life.. it had been yrs since i last went out wif mummy, since i last interact wif kor, since i last tok to tat cow.. wat a hm.. who will care if i'm sick, who will care if i'm hm, we hardly even see one another.. so cold so cold.. the hse is so empty.. even a cough will returns wif an echo.. droppin a needle sounds as loud as bein amplified.. ..

i've been havin weird dreams these few days.. wat is God tryin to say?.. shld meet Him tonite, sit down n drink coffee wif Him.. haas..

tml gona b a borin day.. liang workin, i'm gona rot at hm again.. sianz.. help~