Thursday, October 20

something new PLEASE

HONESTLY THERE HAS TO BE MORE TO LIFE THAN F**ING SEX!!!!!! can't these people seriously GET A LIFE and some NEW PERSPECTIVES!!!!!!! bloody hell... seriously, everything they talk about leads back to sex... I'D RATHER HAVE MY LUNCH ALONE NOW IF YOU PLEASE...

honestly.... i've never been rubbed the wrong way in conversations the way they always seem to manage to do to me.. what a bloody waste of my time and my energy holding a conversation with these clowns... you guys are bloody 21 year olds, get a grip. GET A BLOODY GRIP OF YOURSELVES. if only humans could close their ears.

angst.

everything man touches he ruins... but Jesus heals. everything He touches is made abundant, made good...

need a breath of fresh air in terms of conversation... and lunch-mates.....
been having horrible nightmares as well these past few nights... it's so weird.. it's like the devil's trying to put insecurity and fear in everything good that's been happening to me... but no way am i giving into all his lies... Jesus is in MEEEEEeeeeEEEee!!!

anyhow, one of the nightmares was that i was back in singapore and i was meant to go meet my boyfriend and some girlfriends... so i got up out of bed and looked into the mirror and my hair was MEGA-PUFFY. like seriously big.. like 5 inches off the top of my head, and frizzy at the ends.. i freAked! i was mortified... like the worst bad-hair day ever.. so i couldn't go meet aaron cos i didn't want him to see me looking like that... it's dumb, but it was really scary in the dream.. which is why i'm now using SUPER SLEEK SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER!
been reminded of the privilege i have with Jesus these past few days as well.. the juxtaposition between the grotesque lunchmates and the beautiful people God has put around me... the abyss between sin and man, as far as the east is from the west... a single word that confirmed your status was the same as mine, a calm reassurance you gave me, unknowingly.

gave a call to a devil in front of a computer and had an awkward chat... too much left unsaid, too much that has happened since. i am glad and thankful in so many ways for the unfamiliarity... ... or am i just being proud?

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