THE CRAPPER SPEAKS
Sunday, June 18, 2006
I'm kind of annoyed at my specs. Lousy grip; all it does is just fall off my face. I mean come on, you wear a pair of spectacles so you can see through it, not have it fall off every 5 seconds. Caused me quite a bit of embarrassment at the infocounter as I stared cock-eyed at my customers after taking them off.
Yesterday was a slightly teary night, after sending my shepherd off on a holiday.
It's just 4 days, everyone was saying. Yet, you see, I'm kind of the emo-kind. So yeah, no need to ask what happened. Pity I didn't see her go off into the departure hall. Well anyway, I've got 1 CG to plan for with Elaine, time to get courageous, as God told Joshua.
Ahhhh!So I reached home at 9.30am this morning and was hoping for a long rest. Guess not.
Okay time to get out of that lazy mood; something exciting's coming up! Contemporary Church WFL is so AWESOME! Highlights include a debate session (hehe, my fav), a presentation (another fav), AND ... ... ... A TRIP TO MOS! Wahahaha! I mean, Sam and Jasmine' going to take us to MOS! *delirious* o_O... until they said underage people would have to stay outside.
-_-"
Isolate challenges. Deal with them 1 by 1. Thank God.
Psychedelic;
2:36 AM
CRAPPY
The Poem
A poem is a feeling,
A heartfelt longing,
What makes it good,
Depends on your mood.
A tingling in your heart,
A quick flash of a dart.
A fragment of your life,
The rhythms of YOUR jive.
So ask not from without,
But seek to show out loud,
For this is truly you,
Done beautifully too.
