beautiful disaster

I think I've become more vulgar as a result of hanging around the people in class so much. Uggh. If only their brilliance would rub off on me in a similar way.

Was floating through cyberspace reading hc people's blogs. Bernie's entries never fail to amuse me, albeit in a very vulgar and gross way. It's a change, though--even though it's school we're all complaining about, the people in Hwa Chong do it in a very different way from the people in MG or AC. Sociology, here I come.

And I really should be getting off. The reason why I don't go online very often is because it's so hard to get off. I told myself I'd go off at 4 to do the history essays I told Charmaine I'd do by Sunday (and I should do them; they're the only way I'm going to revise my French Rev), but I'm still online, and posting only because I have an urge to say something though there as absolutely nothing in my mind right now.

I think I've found the key to all of this. I need to talk more rubbish. My brain's so saturated with worry and information and--EEEEE! I just saw a millipede! GROSSS! It's squirming around the floor and is being attacked by a very hungry lizard--YUCKKKK! It squirmed away--I think one of its legs got injured or something--but GROSS! If you enlarged them about 50 times you'd get a snake and a monitor lizard fighting to the death! YUCKKKK!

I can't deal with millipedes. I can't deal with anything that's long and slithery and vaguely snake-like. Ughh.

Speaking of snake-like things, did you know that they grew rice in Burma as a cash crop? Along the river Irrawaddy, and Miles drew the river out for us on the board, and it looks like a millipede because of all the tributaries running off in different directions. They planted the rice on the banks of the river, not in the river, as I mistakenly assumed.

Justin got himself an iPod nano from his mum. I'd never even heard of an iPod nano until this morning. It's really pretty--so tiny and light and white and shiny. Sam Sim was being anal about the number of scratches it had despite him getting it only yesterday. Sam's so funny.

If you're wondering why this post is so strange and random, I blame it on promos. ONE WEEK! YEAH!

jac was here with you 9/23/2005 04:07:00 pm

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My Destiny
Psalm 46 (NASB)
God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change
And though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea;
Though its waters roar and foam,
Though the mountains quake at its swelling pride.

There is river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.
God is in the midst of her, she will not be moved;
God will help her when morning dawns.
The nations made an uproar, the kingdoms tottered;
He raised His voice, the earth melted.
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.

Come, behold the works of the Lord,
Who has wrought desolations in the earth.
He makes wars to cease to the end of the earth;
He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two;
He burns the chariots with fire.
"Cease striving and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth."
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.