Thursday, April 05, 2007;
11:01 AM
Yes, DRAMA is so fun :) I've met some reaaaaally FASCINATING people *laughs* Of course, all of them makes me laugh a lot.
I curled up on the chair, trying to block out the noise and wanting to get some sleep. The antidote that was to cure my fever was taking effect. I dozed off. After what seemed like hours of blissful sleep, i heard someone familiar calling my name.
"Kezia, Kezia!"
i opened my eyes, focusing on the speaker.
It was the crippled man, and beside him was the just-baptized guy.
"Are you okay?" They asked.
"Yeah, I am." i replied blearily [ I was still half-asleep ] "Just sleepy."
For some reason, they started to smile at each other in a way i wouldnt want to describe.
"If you're feeling sleepy, just go shoppinggggggg!" they said in unison, wagging their fingers like those stuck-up girls you see on television.
I gave them the " WHAT ON EARTH " look and muttered, "You both look like those dumb blondes."
It wasnt meant as a compliment, but they were pleased at my response [ i have no idea why ].
"Well, we got you to laugh!" Alan chortled.
RIGHT...
Alan realized that I was shivering like nuts, so he lent me his jacket.
"I think you better get some rest, you feel very feverish." Victor claims.
Don' I know it, i wondered. Well, its the thought that counts anyway.
"Okay, lets go somewhere else and show our new-found talents," Alan and Victor said, and left me to find my way back to dreamland.
And i hear Samuel singing again.
YES, VERY FASCINATING PEOPLE.
1 MORE DAY TO EASTER ! I AM SO PSYCHE !
I've got a thing for slow songs, and i dont know why. Maybe its the words that reach out to me? Or perphaps the melody that enchants me? No wonder I have the charismatic style when connecting with God. I love worship songs. It is those that really pull me in the presense of God, and i really hunger more and more. Friends often ask me "Why do you worship so much?" Its my way of connecting to God :) I realized, only after Daryl called me one night and told me how prayer has really changed his life, that God indeed is a mighty God. So basically, Daryl and I are working together to raise up and wake the dead cell group of ours by praying. He says that besides all the others, i was the one that has the potential to rise up, just that I'm afraid. So true indeed. BUT ! i decided, no more running away. i've decided. So long God is with me, who am i to be afraid? A friend said this to me once and it turned my life around. I never saw her again, making me think it must be an angel. Hmm.
It was a lie when you said I wont feel a thing.
Sometimes i wish there'll be someone that i could look into his eyes and feel a sense of peace. And that everythings gonna be okay :) people often tell me that i can understand what people are going thru, but sometimes i really wish that i had someone to empathize me. To hold my hand and stay with me when im scared and feeling down. To comfort me with the eyes that says you love me. Somehow, words doesnt come out the way you want it to. Maybe Im thinking way too much.
There was this sec one kid that came up to be last monday, saying he was cut his wrists again with a penknife. I almost shouted, "WHAT ON EARTH ! WHY !" My eyes widened, and i could see he was actually smiling. "Cos its fun." he replied. I almost fainted. I HAVE NO IDEA that slitting your wrist is "FUN". Its disgusting, revolting and extremely wrong. Why create scars when there are none? Why make your nice and clean wrist look ugly and full of scars? Maybe depressed people do it to numb the pain inside but what about those who do it for the fun of it? Its just wrong. I realized when you have God, you really dont have the need to cut your wrist cos GOD IS ALL YOU NEED ! amen to that :) and cutting doesnt make it numb the pain inside, it just creates more. maybe they think that being emo is cool o.O
D-R-A-C-H-M-A
G-L-U-C-O-N-E-O-G-E-N-E-S-I-S
A-B-A-T-J-O-U-R
E-L-E-E-M-O-S-Y-N-A-R-Y
heey, its easy.
I'm gonna ace the spelling bee :D
I still havent murdered kah keong for playing that extremely lame april's BOOS joke he played on me on sunday. HEH but there's POS meeting today, so he's gonna DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
*laughs maniacally*
i decide to post this again [ i think its funny ! ] :
In promulgating your esoteric cogitation's or articulating your superficial and sentimentalities and amicable philosophical or psychological observations, beware of platitudinous panderosity.Let your conversational communications possess a clarified conciseness, a compact comprehensibiliness coalescent consistency and a concatenated cogency. Eschew all conglomerations of flatulent garrulity, jejune babblement and asinine affectations. Let your extemporaneous descantings and unpremeditated expatiation's have intelligibility and veracious vivacity without rodomontade or thrasonical bombast.Sedulously avoid all polysyllable profundity, pompous prolixity, psittaceous vivacity, ventriloquial verbosity and magniloquent rapidity. Shun double entendres, previnient jacosity and pestifereous profanity, observant or apparent.
In other words, talk plainly, briefly, naturally, sensibly,truthfully, purely, keep from slang, don't put on airs, say what you mean, mean what you say and DON'T USE BIG WORDS. :)
Hmm. Think Im gonna study the rest of my spelling bee words and the logarithms topic now.
xoxo, k.
