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Memories that were left behind...
My pals;

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Welcome;


Thursday, September 23, 2004

Like what ong hong has mentioned... life has been like a cycle.. a cycle of agony =/ lol mabbe not to that extent but certainly, life's bored... wad to do...

hmm.. heard some ghost stories frm darren in comm skills today and found out SOMETHING.. those marbles bouncing's noises that i heard in the night are not what I thought it was... always in the middle of the night out of nowhere, marbles bouncing's noises frm the ceiling could be heard.. i thought somehow it mus be some kids fooling around but again.. what are these kids doing around in the middle of the night ? play "goli" ? eh and one thing... does my neighbour has kids ? o . O? lol sounds creepy.. well guess I must be thinking too much >.< "

today ms lim wasnt very pleased abt the surveys we submitted.. lol she was expecting something nice .. but we disappointed her.. LOL gave her another survey but u can doubt its credibility haha... frankly speaking, she's fine and been quite a good teacher too.. nt really every tutor like her will spend time editing our work again and again (which she mention) but i find it quite true too.. take for instance ah seng ZzZz.. ahhh! got a " cd " for econs.. #_- .. cannot make it...

went to lan after econs.. grr.. culprit = binner =X ... draining every single cent that i have... can be categorized as "bankrupt" already.. attn ppl : feel free to treat me to lunch ... ^^ i will be grateful = )

doom's day is around the corner.. haven started my revision.. eh.. *pray hard* well all the best to everyone and gd luck in the coming exams... take gd care of ur health, study well and study smart.. dun be lyk me zZz..

* The saddest part isn't that with each passing day I feel like I need you more, but it's the fact that you don't need me at all *

Haiz -Give up- Take Care


:+:+:Dreamt by me:+:+:
|| 9:36 PM

One night a man had a dream.
he dreamed that he was walking along
the beach with the LORD.

across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
for each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.

when the last scene of his life
flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints
in the sand.

he noticed that many times
along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.

he also noticed that it happened
at the very lowest and saddest times
in his life.

this really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:
"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
but I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints. 
i  don't understand why when 
i needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:
"my son, my precious child,
i love you and i would never leave you.
during your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."