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My hectic week
I now shall post long posts only on weekends. Not because I'm too busy on weekdays but because I'm too lazy but because I'm too tired. The past week has been great. I feel that I'm getting used to my working life and I've been going out a lot. Maybe a tad too much but nonetheless these are my holidays right?! SO I SHOULD ENJOY :)I've decided to give up on my other blogs already because I just don't have the time to update so many things in so many different places so I've given up and will stay truthful and ALIVE only on this blog.
A quick brief update for the week. Monday - nothing much. Same old thing. Tuesday - attempted to sign up for driving lessons but realised that the cost was a problem plus I was rushing off to meet Chuazy so I didn't wanna continue queueing oops. Also, I learnt that the nearest MRT station to BBDC is NOT Bt. Batok but Bt. Gombak. CHEAT MY FEELINGS. Wednesday was spent sleeping at home after work and Thursday was a great night out with moi dear babes. After work Chuazy came over and we chatted with Xina via webcam on MSN. THE WONDERS OF TECHNOLOGY. Then we met Lawpy after her work and had a delish dinner at IKEA and crapped for 2 hours straight laughing our asses off like mad women let loose from IMH. (that was greatly exaggerated btw)
Yesterday was spent going to the net rally and basically my life is so so so packed now. I'm so glad I've got things to do, friends to go out with and I'm no longer bound by books and exams though I'm friggin worried about the A level results. GGGGGGGGGGG BUT I'm gonna trust God and trust that He has a plan for my life. I'm sure I'll end up wherever He wants me to go and I'll excel in that area. No UK, there's always Singapore. Singapore won't accept me then there's always Australia. Worse come to worse, I can always go out to work. Skip Uni and enter the working world (PREFERABLY NOT THOUGH)
I'M JUST GONNA TRUST IN YOU LORD.
Quote of the Day:
Be like the bird that, halting in its flight
Awhile on boughs too slight,
Feels them give way beneath her,
and yet she sings knowing that she hath wings.
- Victor Hugo