beach-read
Monday, October 15, 2007
URGH,
i guess my last week of my holidays is not what I pictured it to be in my mind's eye. sighs.Ariel, here is for you(again) the mores of life. Its gonna be a test of my passion on what i like to do i suppose.My lack of experience in doing public relations has really gotten the better of me, and once again, its'nt that life?WE learn to live and we live to learn. Sometimes i really hate the weight of responsiblity, that is, either given to me by not a choice or obliviously accepted by whoelse but me, to bear the bone-breaking weight on this feeble shoulders of mine. shoot me, no questions ask no answers given.
Okay,i shall stop the passiveness and look at the brighter side of this seemingly unending pit.yup, i look up and I am reminded that there is someone up there who listens and cares.I find comfort and refuge in that. Amen.
I surrender to the potter's hands.
Give me ideas, give me creativity, cos it'll cause the cavity to hurt alot less.
I can do althings through Christ who strengthens me.
You can turn my impossiblities into possibilities.
(:
i gtg scoot.its alr 535AM.(it amazes me how my body is not tired at all.:/)
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