Listen to JAMIE

God: “Jamie, can you give Me your all?”
Me: “But God, can I keep a thing?”
God: “I said, can you give your ALL?”
Me: “….”
God: “Well?”
Me: “OKAY!”

Reignited dreams.
That desire that burns wildly.

And so much more.

Lalala.

Have all the lactic acids that accumulated at my muscles now.

And tralala.

Jumped at the height like never before.
I realized, that pair of Crocs all the way from Singapore enabled me to jump higher.
Like, all springy and rubbery.
But the muscles of my legs are all in oxygen debt now.
If you get what I mean.

For the day, God reminded me about worship.
Worship as a lifestyle.
More than a song, more than lifting up your hands, more than bowing down.
The way you treat people, the words you say.
And so much more.

Feel all drained out after acting like a youth for the whole day.
Fine, I’m a youngster I know, but I don’t possess that kind of stamina.
Well, thank to the school for lifting off our physical education classes.

I’m rambling.

I think I need some sleep.

何当共剪西窗烛，却话巴山夜雨时。

Excessive sleep.
I starved myself, just because I wanted to sleep.
Until I dreamt of myself eating.
D’oh!

I want to write a book.
But I don’t think I want to get it published.

I want to write poems.
Just for us.

I still feel like studying.

众里寻他千百度，蓦然回首，那人却在灯火阑珊处。

Well I’m pushing myself to finish this part
I can handle a lot
But one thing I miss
It’s in your eyes
Rogue Wave

I’m trying to delete off some informations from my brains.
So that I can have more capacity to contemplate.

I slept the whole afternoon off.
Blame the antibiotics.

And all I wanna do is to eat and sleep.

And listen to Rogue Wave’s Eyes.

And read some annoying kinky books.

And …. never mind about this one.

With only 2 hours of sleep the previous night, I went to school and staggered around.
I could only remember counting down to the end of each paper and that really bad gastric during lunch break.
Stupid Coke.
Okay, stupid me for drinking the Coke.

Got back home around 4pm and felt like a zombie.
Almost fallen asleep even when I was bathing.

Slept until dinner time.

And slacked while searching for some reading materials.

But this sleep deprivation had now disappeared miraculously.
Which brought me here, blogging.

For tomorrow, sleep, and sleep, and SLEEP!
Don’t wake me up. Thank you.

Was deciding between coffee and an apple.
Ended up with biting the apple.

Biology tomorrow.
The only living cell in the xylem cells are the parenchyma cells.
Like, what does it have to do with me?

I think we need to scream after Biology 3 tomorrow at 4:30pm.
And have a can of Coke to celebrate!

For today, I’m craving for sushi.
Sigh, must stop craving for random foods.

I think I eat too much.
Especially junk foods.

Come to think of it, someone owes me candies!

I can’t wait for tomorrow to end.

I’m sorry.
And thank you.

What’s needed to be spoken, had been done.
I’m grateful for people.
Through ups and downs.
Even when I’m puking.
Or cranky.

Confidence, yes. Fully pumped.

There are so many things I wish I know how to talk about.
Words suddenly seem so .. inadequate.

But they are not meant to be channeled out from the minds.
Not in this blog, anyway.

People who need to know, know it.
From the fragments and little pieces of words I’ve used.
I’ve used all I can to express.

He will still be the omniscient one, just as who He is.

I convinced myself to put on a blue attire for the night.

And I decided to name my liquor Saturday Night Shivers.
It’s in green.
Peppermint.
Too bad I ran out of Vodka, though.

That’s for the night before Sunday: Biology and Liquor.