I remember I once wrote a poem about Sundays... ah haaa! BUT Sats a favourite.
Good to jog my memory once in a while... my birthday was indeed on a Sat. I appreciate that quietness and stillness. I hear birds chirping... hazy outside... gloomy almost. As if I am not in SG. (Not that I don't love this place, but I love travels, and experiencing different countries and cultures...) I just want to recline, make green tea and sip.
Relatively stressed lately... marks and marking! COLLECTING... things to put my red "finger paint" on.
A nice Sat morning... I'm grateful... think I would like to go back to bed after watching Spongebob Square Pants - been wanting to watch the cartoon for ages!
It's even hazy outside... I think the PSI must have shot through the 100 ceiling last night... while coming back fr dinner, and walking back to Orchard Mrt with R, I was painfully amazed how people could still smoke. In the HAZE. Hello... ???
Recall getting my sis to smoke... since she's ever so curious since she's a toddler. "Rather she tries it in my presence, than with friends," I thought... and she's never touched one since. She's too wise for that. She asked then, "Why is it that people like smoking so much when it stinks...?"
I wondered why too. Still do.
Trip to LJ - still waiting. Setting things in motion, we should... then simply wait. Or it'd simply be too late... I don't like to be hurried. "Hurry yourself then," that answer came to me loud and clear. Thanks, Daddy. (I want my obedience and daily devotion to be onto Him (Jesus!), always and forever...)
GB. I should. When? Soon as. Can I? I can.
SM2s. Love them... :)
Teenagers in school... love them too! :D
Akan datang: Books to read, papers to mark. I should make marking my hobby. HEH.
