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
Friday, September 29, 2006
-2:01 PM
What am I doing online for 3 hours when I should be doing Chinese assessments and drawing my Art?!
I wonder. Maybe it's because I'm cramping like crazy and I vomitted up the once-delicious meefen I had for brunch. Oh well. At least I'm not belching onto the computer.
But really, after vomitting I feel excellent(as excellent as one could possibly be at a period like this), like I've just passed a test.
It's not true, I have five exams left. This reminds me to say that my woman's intuition has never actually activated before, and I, as a true-blood female, have no sixth sense whatsoever. Gr.
The reason why I'm writing so extremely candidly today is because I'm quite sure no one else goes online during this time, if so just to browse powerpoint slides of great importance. After all, no one has tagged me these past few days. Not that I'm complaining or anything.
Ouran 26 rocks, by the way. And I've discovered a Spiral Ayumu/Hiyono shrine, which is truly fantastic. And here's a very nice music video of Ouran:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=EawimqAHqWc
Tsk. I really should discipline myself. My mother is quite amazed at my ability to be so relaxed during the exams. I wonder at myself too.
I realise my poem yesterday was not very well done. Don't worry, I'm not going to remake it.
Instead, I'm going to write ANOTHER one. And it has
nothing to do with the exams! It's called
read, by the way.
Here we go again
Running in circles
like no one cares
Spinning words
out of the air
doesn't matter
if he's not there
Facades
are such a bother
Open your eyes
come to realise
Words are nothing
what is said is
hardly ever true
Anyway
What comes
louder than words
Actions
have no say in tears
Sometimes
it's there
between the
l i n e s
Make an effort
right in front of you
No need to stumble
in turns of U
Once and awhile
behind the veils
squint a little
past the coldness
Reads the human.
Well. It's not excellent either. But at least I tried. Off to attempt to study!
Til next time!
