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
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
-4:19 PM
I didn't blog yesterday because I came home at dinner time with TONS of homework. So today I actually feel like I have lots to say and I have to spill it all out without forgetting anything because my brother is bugging me to get off the computer.
Yesterday, my class was lectured by a teacher for 45 minutes,
standing, about what kind of cultured students we should be. I'm not saying I completely disagree with her, but there were some parts of her speech I feel rather strongly about. First of all, she should not have compared us with other students. We can be cultured and polite, it's just that we aren't. It's a choice: Do you want to pick up that trash or not? It's a mark of selfishness or selflessness. And to be selfish or selfless is very much personal. We can try to infuse values, but in the end the students are the one making the choices.
And what influences their choices? Their characters. And what influences character? The environment. And we can't choose our environment, can we? So we round back to choices.
Ouran 25 was okay. I'm not exactly addicted to it. Not to my recent crazed extent. I managed to find the last chapter of Spiral, and I totally spoiled myself. Spoiled, as in spoiled the ending.
I can't resist spoilers. For anything; movies, anime, manga, I just
can't. And then I regret it and start moaning and groaning but I already know the ending and I can't erase it. But I
love spoilers. I can't stand it! Gr.
Spiral rocks anyway.
Today was pretty normal, we were writing testimonials for each other during Character Development, and it was quite mad. I was writing, writing, writing so much I could only squeeze in one line for my own testimonial before we had to hand it in. But I am, of course, secretly very pleased.
Writing testimonials makes one think, no matter how hard, of the good points of a person. And then for a moment you remember how blessed you are to know that person and how treasured that person is. :) It just gives me that nauseating tingly feeling.
Now, I admit I am an extremely
sensitive person. So I am very affected by the little things around me. Every action, every uttered word means millions. Maybe that's why I'm rather delusional and moody. Anyway, perhaps that is why I feel especially guilty when I talk badly about other people. Because I know I would be very depressed if people talked badly about me, so I tend to get defensive about talking bad.
Does that make sense?
I feel like eating red bean ice-cream. I don't even
like red bean ice-cream.
Til next time!
