Sunday, August 21, 2005

God, grant me the strength...

If I am an animal, I'm probably a duck. They apparently do not go about alone. But this week, I am most likely a cat who seeks her own comfortable space.

I had an outpouring of 'questions' this week, to account for basically everything I do and don't do (i.e, skipping class). For those whose last trip to a lecture was eons ago, skipping class equals bad student, leech-status group member, absolute no-no. To account for my continued absence in Singapore, I've also finally sent a mass email to some friends telling them about my delayed return to quell the neccessary but incessant "when-are-you-coming-back"s.

I skipped Corporate Accounting to get some solitude. The weather's been fine and I decided to camp in a North Melbourne cafe just to be quiet. The chocolate ring and flat white turned out to be more inspiring than sitting through another clueless absorption of some Aussie Accounting Standards.

Was it an early signal that 1 month ago, I was sitting there in the Hillsongs Conference hearing all about Strength? Because that is surely something I do with in huge proportions right now. I need to continue to persevere in love and in joy.

Meanwhile, hugs for the week going out to Sha (for helping me with finance homework), Nel (for the sweet card), Cindy (for listening to my endless whinges), Clara (for missing out on her B'day celebrations)...

I miss normal life.

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