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.Sunday, January 28, 2007.

ha.. what is the current situation now.. i dare not ask for bible studies or tuition? why? cause i dunno if that she's comfortable with it that as a sister she should do all these.. whatever.. not as though my walk with God needs more "studying" as for studies.. what's the big deal.. i'm the rising dragon.. piglet is in that little toy machine dragon that he controls.. with that.. i can drown myself with work and studies.. i dun believe.. with my blood bleeding and dragon rage.. i cannot get the As i want..

Finding a book for my driving instructor.. along i shall give him my bible.. for it is highlighted with lots of things.. i do hope he can open a bible again and read those verses.. may he walk back with God again.. God's love is great.. but maybe it's me not meant to appreciate it.. not that i abandon him.. but rather.. I'm shutting him away..

so what if i sit in a wheelchair.. not as if anyone will care.. at most.. i dun tell anyone from church.. at most i dun go church or service.. no one will find out but my school.. even so.. i think they'll be happy.. the dragon collapse.. yea.. being obedient i get so much crap.. what's the point.. my disappearance is but a grain in a rice bowl.. no one will notice or bother.. music.. drown me.. work.. overload me.. jogging collapse me.. cycling drift.. rollerblade speed.. driving.. kill me.. come on..

ha.. time to hide back in a little corner.. hugging my piglet and finish up all my tears.. they are making me feel pathetic..




1/28/2007 07:18:00 PM