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
Thursday, September 14, 2006
-5:10 PM
I didn't blog yesterday. I forgot.
Hm. And what does that say about me?
And two weeks to End-of-Year exams. I haven't settled the PIE @ Nan Hua details yet. GAH. MUST. GET. IT. DONE.
Sometime.
How come Yvonne has eighty reviews for , while I only have ten?
Does anyone else see a major gap in reading rates, or is it just me?
And then there's the film. We decided to try filming two, but there's no CONFLICT. GAH. Don't get me wrong though, I love this filming business. It's fantastic. There's just no time to
enjoy it.
Darn examinations.
I'm stressing myself out again. But studying is such a chore. When you could be doing so much more, I mean. Like writing scripts. And fictions. Which nobody reviews, may I add.
But getting seated and reading and memorising something you don't
like. Ugh. Drilling, I say, DRILLING. I don't know how some people do it.
Anyway, topic. Topic...
Loneliness?
There's a phrase: Alone but not lonely. As Yanting would say: self-entertainment. Well... Even self-entertainment can't keep a person from feeling lonely. You can even be lonely when you're in the middle of a whole crowd of people.
The definition of lonely: "affected with, characterized by, or causing a depressing feeling of being alone; lonesome."
Interesting. Then again, that's only one meaning, but that's enough.
A "depressing feeling of being alone". What makes being alone depressing? Human nature? Hopelessness because nobody is there? Insecurity? Boredom?
I think hard.
Perhaps too much talking to yourself makes you depressed. How fun can you be? Loneliness is... subjective, I suppose. I, for one, can talk to myself for hours. There's tons to say, but I'll still feel sad and meaningless.
Love your hair Charis. Really? I was actually thinking of trimming it. Think I should watch a movie with myself? Sure, why not? Let's start a debate about Bleach: Ichigo/Rukia? Duh.
Yeah. I won't be lonely for a very long time.
Til next time!
