Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
I am Yours
the writer
CHARIS
a CHRISTIAN girl aspiring WRITER GROWING up fan of SHARONCREECH DRAMA fanatic GUITARist
the news
Friday, July 14, 2006
-8:15 PM
everybody's going to LEAVE me. :(
My two best friends seem to be ready to leave for another country any moment. GAH.
And I still have Malay on Monday. Meaning I can't do a project. GAH.
For SKy, I have to start a portfolio, either on poetry or prose. I can't decide, and I need a theme. I'm thinking: People. What say you? Ah, GAH.
But the Redang photos are coming out nicely. ;) YAY.
And tomorrow there's the ever-boring and bonding NDP practice. YAY.
>Spot me? There's a photo of MOOMOO doing the kallang wave during practices...
Monday, July 10, 2006
-9:01 PM
It's definitely the stress. Definitely.
How else would you explain dreaming about my classmates for five nights in a row?
Borderline insanity, maybe.
Don't get me wrong, they are delightful people. Only it's seriously creeping me out. I dream about us being hostages, in the hall, some university, the canteen, being sacrificed; I'm going mad.
I'm rewriting one of my fictions. Not that anyone read the first draft, anyway.
And, OMG, Hitsugaya is so hot in Bleach chapter 234. GAH!@.~>';}=+ And the new Bleach ending song is DA BEST.
Loads of homework; CCA and Malay begin again full-blast; NDP practices are heavy; teachers are going psychotic; the pressure mounts.
Let the mood swings begin.
Til next time.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
-7:43 PM
http://www.fanfiction.net/~violetctm
new fanfiction chapters... And I'm still working hard on my fictions. Really.
I am so extremely fed up with this teacher I have. She just made it compulsory(when it's supposed to be voluntary) for all choir members to be involved in the packing of MOE Excel Day goodie bags or something. Like folding windmill invitations. For 4 entire hours. I know we'll get CCA points, but the thing is, I DON'T WANT TO. And she made it compulsory, which means I can't skip without feeling I've done something wrong. I may be a freaky goody-goody, but that just means I have a sensitive conscience! She just made things difficult for me! It's not that I have anything against her as a person, it's her decisions and actions! ARGH.
MAD MAD MAD MAD.
And I'm nsfghjwrknw stressed. Having no homework just makes things worse, for some reason. Even with three tests coming up, I have too much time, and the Internet doesn't help. I keep feeling I have to be better, more careful, more sensitive, more considerate...! GOD HELP ME!
And to top off my crazy phase, I've started writing poems.
Nobody understands them.
Hm.
Ah well. I shall sweep away with the wind now. Til next time.
