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Tuesday, December 20, 2005
how bad can it gets. I did horribly for trials. What can I say. I just have to keep my mouth shut. And stare into space. whatever. it's over anyway. I just don't want to talk about it anymore. I'm a busy bumble bee when school starts. I'm struggling. but still I got to study for my common tests. Putting my hopes in track is just a bubble that would burst anytime. But putting my hopes in music and art. I guess it wouldn't burst. It'll be like a hot air balloon. Flying high up. perhaps, God gave me different gifts. anyway, welcome back people who came back from Myanmar. hee. in any case. I love my guitar. :) I'm mad. saying this suddenly. whatever it is. Guitar creates beautiful things. I should start to memorise songs and start playing without chord sheets. haha.
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samsam
Ngee Ann
love de-sign
psalms 27:4
a lady that is striving to dwell in the house of the Lord
who is learning to see God's greater purpose for her
who wakes up and learns to be thankful for her blessings
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Tuesday, December 20, 2005
how bad can it gets. I did horribly for trials. What can I say. I just have to keep my mouth shut. And stare into space. whatever. it's over anyway. I just don't want to talk about it anymore. I'm a busy bumble bee when school starts. I'm struggling. but still I got to study for my common tests. Putting my hopes in track is just a bubble that would burst anytime. But putting my hopes in music and art. I guess it wouldn't burst. It'll be like a hot air balloon. Flying high up. perhaps, God gave me different gifts. anyway, welcome back people who came back from Myanmar. hee. in any case. I love my guitar. :) I'm mad. saying this suddenly. whatever it is. Guitar creates beautiful things. I should start to memorise songs and start playing without chord sheets. haha.