"thursday marked the end of my attachment at tiger airways. it was an honour to meet Mr. Calvin Tan, who became a mentor and friend to me. although there weren't any farewell celebration, i knew i would be running alongside with him for the full marathon come december the 6th.
i've been appointed the student leader for the chengdu trip, and assigned to organize a cultural night programme during the lantern festival. the question is, am i happy about it? or is it the final report that is making me very impatient over several matters that i am beginning to fall back into my old self.
fmc, that is the abbreviation that i will be implementing from now onwards. up to you guys to comment or whatsoever. seriously, the end of the attachment should come with a celebration. there was one though, and some of us were not invited along, cause it requires a license. hilarious. eventually the remaining decepticons were chilling out at makan place. how am i going to china with a heart of expectancy and anticipation? those times in year two were the greatest of all, those good old times. if i had a choice right now, i would head for innova with my current o level grades.
home should be a peaceful place, and often i hear screams and cries of complaints. sometimes it feels like pearl harbour, fuck it. i don't think i can ever make it even before i reach NS. might as well go china and fuck around, out of this place once and for all.
i just hate the month of august. FML & FMC."
why am i like that? in good times, i praise God. in bad times, i run away from Him.
i have been diagnose with this disease, and only One can heal it. no doctors in this world have the cure for it. sin is the deadliest disease that all men have it.
if u can conquer your own heart, you will definitely conquer the world. but can you?
help me please?
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