There's no one to be at fault but ourselves and I. Too over confident, it aint fine. No rehearsing, no nothing and we thought we could. It was only seconds that it came upon our turn, excited, scared, whatever mixed feelings that everyone of us would have. Too nerve racking I guess, that made one small mistake turn into a ever-so big one. Its God's plan perhaps, God's plan of which, taught me something that should have be learnt long ago, look before doing. I lack that, causing God to teach me what seems to be "new". I prayed hard, each time seeing my teammates forcing the disket out. "God, please, do something, please" I pleaded to the Lord, tears about to fall, it was just waiting for the right time. I thought to myself how I should have looked before doing, how dumb could I be. It must be God overlooking from above, how I've learnt my lesson that made his plans turn into miracles. A miracle that was perhaps only 10% possible. It was out, we were saved. But there was more to it. Who else to blame but us and I, myself. Too much to handle, the nerve racking raises up. Step by step, it turns even more upside down. Chaos, chaos and more chaos. So much for the confidence, so much for the "we will do great", and our hearts got crashed as contents were all a mixedup. We've got no one to blame, but ourselves. I guess this was no one's fault, but me and ourselves. Our chance to rehearse before we submitted. Our chance to change our content, to make it much better. Our chance of sufficient time to edit. But we didn't do anything to it, we took our chances for granted, it was just neglection. It ended, all's done. It all seemed a waste, an effort that was "not good enough" but guess what, I've thought through my senses and I guess its just God's plan, everything and every single one. We should have done what we were suppose to do and never neglect it. I know I've let some down but what's done can never be erased, its just life, and life isn't a life until you learn from your mistakes and where you are willing to change from it. And I guess life is all about true friends too, ones that would help you even when you did something wrong and might cause them to be involved too. Ones that would help you even when they were busy and when its late at night just to get your facts right, and I do cherish these people in my life, Phyllis Julia and Jo, thank you(: Thank you for the console even though you were sad as well. God, I thank you too, for that very special miracle too. That miracle that gave us marks instead of having none, and I love you.(:

School's a blunder today. The stupid vending machine ate up my 60cent and left me with nothing. Feeling stupid with the insulting comment made by the cheena teacher. The thought of the end of catechism really sucks. CCA that caused me being scolded. English lesson without a teacher tomorrow. I got rude to my father and mother. Wth lah, my world's in a mess today. =(

If only the world was smaller,
only then could I see you every single second.

There's no one to be at fault but ourselves and I. Too over confident, it aint fine. No rehearsing, no nothing and we thought we could. It was only seconds that it came upon our turn, excited, scared, whatever mixed feelings that everyone of us would have. Too nerve racking I guess, that made one small mistake turn into a ever-so big one. Its God's plan perhaps, God's plan of which, taught me something that should have be learnt long ago, look before doing. I lack that, causing God to teach me what seems to be "new". I prayed hard, each time seeing my teammates forcing the disket out. "God, please, do something, please" I pleaded to the Lord, tears about to fall, it was just waiting for the right time. I thought to myself how I should have looked before doing, how dumb could I be. It must be God overlooking from above, how I've learnt my lesson that made his plans turn into miracles. A miracle that was perhaps only 10% possible. It was out, we were saved. But there was more to it. Who else to blame but us and I, myself. Too much to handle, the nerve racking raises up. Step by step, it turns even more upside down. Chaos, chaos and more chaos. So much for the confidence, so much for the "we will do great", and our hearts got crashed as contents were all a mixedup. We've got no one to blame, but ourselves. I guess this was no one's fault, but me and ourselves. Our chance to rehearse before we submitted. Our chance to change our content, to make it much better. Our chance of sufficient time to edit. But we didn't do anything to it, we took our chances for granted, it was just neglection. It ended, all's done. It all seemed a waste, an effort that was "not good enough" but guess what, I've thought through my senses and I guess its just God's plan, everything and every single one. We should have done what we were suppose to do and never neglect it. I know I've let some down but what's done can never be erased, its just life, and life isn't a life until you learn from your mistakes and where you are willing to change from it. And I guess life is all about true friends too, ones that would help you even when you did something wrong and might cause them to be involved too. Ones that would help you even when they were busy and when its late at night just to get your facts right, and I do cherish these people in my life, Phyllis Julia and Jo, thank you(: Thank you for the console even though you were sad as well. God, I thank you too, for that very special miracle too. That miracle that gave us marks instead of having none, and I love you.(:

School's a blunder today. The stupid vending machine ate up my 60cent and left me with nothing. Feeling stupid with the insulting comment made by the cheena teacher. The thought of the end of catechism really sucks. CCA that caused me being scolded. English lesson without a teacher tomorrow. I got rude to my father and mother. Wth lah, my world's in a mess today. =(

If only the world was smaller,
only then could I see you every single second.