Saturday. My goodness, it was a busy day. 8.30 am, Mathematics tuition. 3 pm, Chinese tuition. But that’s not the worst part. Finding out at 12 pm that I had to rush down to Bishan to collect the tickets, that was the killer that made me panic like a lizard who had just lost his tail. Wait, that came out weird. Anyway I don’t blame anyone for the outcome of the day, its just that the chaos and pandemonium of the day killed me. Oh and then there was Impressions 2010 (its my secondary school’s band concert), held at Victoria Concert Hall. Not as grand as the Esplanade (odd right, I mean, it is after all a colonial building, I guess its just too rundown). I’m so glad I also managed to get my really good friend Shashank down there with me as well, even though he was quite apprehensive about going for the concert in the first place.

Sorry, my writing is rather messy at the moment.

Anyway, we had a nice dinner just before the concert at Aerin’s, average service, acceptable food, but nice white wine (okay, underage drinking, but so what right?). Though the last part wasn’t probably such a wise option given the fact that I was about to/already fall(ing) sick. Anyway we trod our way to the concert hall, where my gosh, everyone (exaggeration here) from my secondary school past was there. Ignored most of them I did. Whatever.

The rest of the concert was really a bore. With the exception of the giddiness I felt during the latter part of the concert, and the terrible pain in my right knee that I felt (for some odd reason. Its still going on till today). Despite feeling kinda unwell, I still ventured around Clark Quay and Raffles Place for a little longer with Shashank, just chatting and catching up. Bad idea. The next day was hell.

FEVER, A TERRIBLE THROAT, you name it, I’ve got it (this of course is a hyperbole). Thank God for the wisdom to get me to see a doctor. Turns out I had a throat infection. Wonderful. With that came a 2 days MC, a week long excuse from PE (did I mention that my right knee hurts for some reason?) and a $60 bill. Along with some medicine of course.

Gosh I’m too lazy to continue writing. Anyway I’m feeling a lot better now. Thankfully. Now to worry about catching up with 2 lost days of school and Commendation rehearsals…

This week was a terribly busy and tumultuous week, especially with long tiring days, painfully extended with Commendation rehearsals that stretch late into the night. (Okay, perhaps I am exaggerating a little here, it wasn’t that brutally painful.) The point is, Council Commendation rehearsals were draining and somewhat arduous. Especially because they took up a lot of time, and energy (I mean, in the form of sleep lost). Days turned to night, nights turned to mere hours, hours spent in repetition. Simply put, it emptied me.

Thursday was no different, long day, lethargic, especially. I think I spent at least 10 minutes of every lesson sleeping. I was hesitant to even go to school that day, but there were too many subjects for me to want to skip the day. Oh well, so I made my way to school, sore throat and all. AND THERE WAS A REHEARSAL! Goodness, I thought I’d never be able to make it to Life Concert at the rate we were going. But I thank Mr. C for being reasonable, and cutting rehearsal short, such that at the very least, we could attend half of the concert (beggars cannot be choosers eh?)

On to Life Concert, well in summary it was a deeply moving time. I’m not sure if it was the sensationalistic atmosphere (the lights, the speakers, the soothing music), but it definitely got me hyped up to thank God for the whole week, despite its ups and (mostly) downs. It also reminded me that God is truly good, that His love and grace is abundant and overflowing, that He never left me, even when I felt downtrodden and weary. I screamed my lungs out during the songs, my throat now aches, but it was all worth it.

On a related note to sore throats (well somewhat at least), there are quite a lot of councillors that are falling sick, due to exhaustion, and we have people with fevers, severe sore throats etc. Its time for prayer. Its time for God.

Well that’s about it for the week. Just one major event left (St. Hilda’s Secondary Band Concert) tonight. Ashley’s unable to make it, she’s down with a high fever. God be with her.

Fingerbone’s deep dark lake, one that makes grass black and coarse like reeds.

Lacoste Spring/Summer 2010

God is truly the Potentate of time. Every being is given twenty-four hours, no more, no less. What we make use of it is entirely up to us (thank you) or the people around us (yes, people can be very persuasive/forceful/influential). The point that I’m barking at (don’t picture this) is that I am getting incredibly busy, perhaps due to Council Commendation rehearsals, or maybe the increasing schoolwork. Nonetheless, I am determined to make it all work, God being my strength (that is, if it is part of his will).

Allow me to ramble on a little about Council Commendation rehearsals. I know that it’s a big deal. I know also that it’s at a grand cathedral, a white dame that has stood the tests of time and aged gracefully, fluttering its towering willow foliages, its leaves and chime singing a happy tune. (That sounded mildly poetic, don’t you think?) That being said, I don’t understand/am unwilling to accept the fact that rehearsals end so late. Then again, we all want perfection, don’t we? Oh and the long druggy hymns. Save me.

Oh and school’s starting to be a bit of a pain in the ass. Teachers giving a lot of homework (well, that's not truly something new), new content to learn, content that I’m barely familiar with. I guess its just what I’ve got to deal with, thankfully, not alone.

Oh and I’m so totally glad that I did well for this MSAs.
I highly doubt after the Council term starts, things (results) will be this rosy.

Someday, I’ll return

Amber Rose, the next Grace Jones
Photo from Kanye West’s blog

This week’s the first week of the 2nd term of school. Gosh, I feel really accustomed to JC life… NOT. I’m still making adjustments here and there, still trying to get a footing as to where I fit in my class, still trying to get to the right classrooms on time (do I sound like and idiot here). Oh and now there’s the busy-ness of Council Commendation rehearsals.

I am absolutely tired by everything.

Oh and what made the week worse was that I found out that L'Oreal face scrub I bought… Well, its a little too harsh for my skin. I now have what that is known as ‘Contact Allergy’. Oh gosh, it is terrible, my whole face is peeling, and it itches. Totally gross. And I have to avoid scratching… really tough here. Thankfully I saw a doctor, who gave some cream and pills (sounds delicious eh?) and I must say, it’s starting to get a lot better. Thank you doctor, and thanks to God for giving me that wisdom to see a doctor too.

I am still tired.

Oh I’m leading cell lesson this Sunday.

²⁸"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. ²⁹Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. ³⁰For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."
Matthew 11:28-30

Farewell old Sunday.
Tomorrow is a new day.
Time for a fresh start.

But blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, whose confidence is in him. He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.

Jeremiah 17:7-8

No worries. The Lord my God is my strength.