and as she walks
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 news
Monday, September 04, 2006
-1:12 PM
And after a short day's rest, I'm back again.
My parents returned home last night, lugging clothes and food for us. I'm ecstatic at having them back; now I can sleep in peace. Literally.
Anyway, I just came back from Malay supplementary class. It was fun, in a sense, but because I've been pretty much cut off from the outside world for three days, it was a little shocking. But, I don't think anyone noticed.
I was also loudly discussing Chelsea's birthday party, and I think I might have been a little rude and insensitive, so APOLOGIES!
Yes, so today's topic was actually suggested to be
contextual harrassement. Well... I thought hard about it, but decided against it in the end. So today's topic is
cliques. I actually had a better topic like, five seconds ago, but I lost the thought.
Gr.
Cliques. I, actually, belong to a clique, surprisingly. In my definition, a clique is a certain circle of friends you are always with, to the extent that they are a part of your identity. Basically, when a part of the clique is together, people will ask where's the rest of your clique, or stuff like that. It provides a sense of belonging, and, if you're lucky, you'll be influenced by your clique positively.
Hm.
The common delusion of cliques is that those in a clique are always mean and selfish and, well, bitchy. Blame Hollywood. But that may be true with some cliques when you feel so secure in your clique that you become too self-assured and confidently be nasty to others because you know there will be people to back you up. And of course, there is also the case of negative influence.
But is it positive or negative influence? Only you can judge.
I like my clique. I can confidently say every one (or most) of the eight of us have changed (for better or worse?) ever since we formed our clique. But then again, it sometimes cuts us off from others, and others from us.
So choose your cliques wisely. Before I go, here's another artistic photograph. (And like all photos on my blog: THESE ARE NOT MINE)
Til next time!
