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I wonder how it must have felt when David stood to face Goliath on a hill. I imagine that he shook with all his might until You took his hand, and held on tight. 'Cause You were there, You were there in the midst of danger's snare You were there, You were there always. You were there when the hardest fight seemed so out of reach. Oh, You were there, You were always there. You were always there.
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Saturday, February 20, 2010
Our song, a love story.. no more

Short post today! Super tiring day. Really hope and pray that I can finish my revision before every paper and everything can be absorbed into my 'fried' brain. Mugging can be such a boring and mundane thing.

Was facebook-surfing a while ago. I suddenly realized how much I missed training with the seniors, especially those who are already graduating. Time really flies. I kinda regret not striving even harder last year so that I can treasure every training session with them. As tiring as it can get, the laughter and jokes were priceless. But I am glad God gave me chance to actually enjoy my time with them, to have a chance to know them and to train with them.

Sometimes, I wonder, why are we given only a chance a certain thing which we treasured so much but thousand and one chances for other things which we are not even interested in. The regrets we have after we realized there wasn't any second chance can be quite unbearable at times I guess. There were times where I would think to myself, "If I have done this, probably this wouldn't have happened.." Oh well, 've to start looking forward and believe my future will be brighter than my past.

Hmm.. I wonder how it will be like if I am given a chance again. I guess I will really treasure it. But second thoughts, I think I will 'over-treasure' it and end up screwing it like before :/ So I end up back in square one. Great...!

I think I better start loving my notes and books again. Imagine that horrendous dreadful torture coming my way... I think 90% of my brain cells are pretty fried already. Now the remaining 10%. Awesome.

Agape, Sarang Heyo.

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Father, I would still have to say
You have been good