HIM, and me =)
If you're reading my blog to destress on some funny/crappy/whatever article, this is probably not one, because, well, it's not crappy. Anyway, here it goes:
There Is None Like You
There is none like You
No one else can touch my heart like You do
I could search for all eternity long and find
There is none like You
Your mercy flows like a river wide
And healing comes from Your hands
Suffering children are safe in Your arms
There is none like You
Also, I had a conversation with Audrey and Eleanor (it was really nice chatting with you, really) during this weekend. You must be wondering what was so great about the conversations. Nothing much actually, other than a lot of laughs with Audrey. But then, I also realised that it has been some time since I had a nice conversation with anyone these weeks, which was kind of sad. Well, there is a sharp contrast between normal talking in school and a conversation. I would term the former as "data transfer". Here is an example of it:
"How's life"
"It's OK, other than I'm lagging in my tutorials."
"Oh, where is the next tutorial?"
"LT 1A"
"Oh, ok. 1230 right?"
"Yup"
"Could tutorial 4 of physics of fluids be done?"
"Nope"
"Hmmm, same here."
"By the way, are you going to the social later on?"
"Yup. You?"
The list goes on and on. Prehaps Joel was right about the university being a lonely life/place. My circle of friends seemed to have shrunk. Prehaps dropping of the sunday cell was a mistake, but my timetable just couldn't support anything else. But then again, I guess it's OK since my introverted (does this shock you? Haha. Don't think too much about it.) self could easily live with that and more importantly, I have the Lord there for me, anyday, anytime, anywhere. Well, at least I did enjoy a decent conversation this weekend. =)
Prehaps this blog entry (other than the encrypted articles) would be closest to who/what I truly am by far. I'm not too sure what kind of impression this crappy blog has created of me though. A joker? An extremely bored person? Hmmm... Anyway, sorry for boring any readers.
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