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He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
- Isiah 40: 29-31

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Friday, 1 June 2007

Creative. Arts. Programme. Seminar. Rocks.

Hee. I'm in no state to blog about it now. Too much stuff happened. Heehee. Heh sorry. I'm in a state of drunken euphoria.

Here's an incoherent summary:

Roommate:hanis<3 room:smellslikehospital food:yuck drinks:diluted plenarylectures:notsupposedtosleepbuteveryonedoes showering:forgottowel newfrends:AmandataiAzirahPeijunHuining(newoldfriend)ShuyungHuiziVeneaia(sp?)XiaotingLillianAkshay(sp?)Amadeus(coolname) Kevin allgroupsixers allartperformancers alotofotherpeoplewhosenamesiforgot/neverfoundout councillors:KeganSuthaJasmineYingetcetcetc<3 theBOTTLEgame the APPLEgame theLYCHEEgame LOL-

And now I shall embarrass myself by posting a poem I wrote on Thursday. It's not, like, a deep poem or anything.

Camps are always fun, till you get to the middle
And then things start to go wrong.
It's true, you know - your shorts feel too short
Your t-shirt is too long.

You've run out of underwear!
What's to be done? Reuse!
The councillors are stretched to breaking point
- better not light the fuse.

For lunch they're serving tofu,
You feel like you've got to throw up.
Your roommate won't eat her veggiesm
She says the food is yuck.

What's plenary mean? Nobody knows!
But it's a lecture and you've got to go
You're tired - the seats are temptingly soft
What's he talking about? I don't know.

You think you're fit as a fiddle
You think your willpower's strong.
But camps are always fun, till you get to the middle
And then things start to go wrong.

(There was another stanza, but I can't remember it at the moment and I can't be bothered to get my journal.)

Eh. On a more somber note, my GPA dropped by 0.5 points. Like a WHOLE HALF POINT. What's wrong with me >< I have to do better!

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wings to the wind! at 11:41 pm