Thursday, March 31, 2011

Tangible Blessing!

The head of the psych department made my day.
I received my essay marks of my PSY111 mid-term paper and I am blown by what I got.
42/50. When I saw it, I thought "Oh okay I did alright. Usual me." So I got back to my seat and my friend said I did really well. I was surprised with a little "good" written on my first essay.

When Dr. Goh explained his marking scheme....that's when my heart leaped for joy and I was just. Ecstatic. And I thank God for it. Cause it felt almost unbelievable.
He said that those who got 21-23/25 for each essay are First class honors already and these people gave him more than he expected and it's what he was looking for. (What?!). That TOTALLY blew my mind. No way I was expected to hear that. He said Never will he give more than 23 marks for essays even if it was his own paper. All I remember was writing whatever came to mind. The question didn't have specific points to write on and no specific question on what should be in the essay. Reading back on what I wrote, it still seemed like I tried to dig whatever substance I can to elaborate on.

God, thank You once again for helping me!! I am so happy today because of this! though my lab report marks should be out tomorrow..*deep breaths* I still thank You for this one. Crazy stuff.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

*Happy Goosebumps*

God, I know you place opportunities for me. And today I feel a lil more comfortable with the uth leaders, having to be involved and be of help. I pray you continue to help me to achieve good relationships by the end of this year. Like how you used Daniel when he was so young, help me grow to be like him. =) Love you.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Spice and carbo overload

Big packet of nasi lemak rushed down for breakfast, banana leaf rice for lunch and nasi lemak for tea. I am needing exercise.

This Sunday.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Inhale, Exhale, Inhale, Exhale, Inhale, Exhale....

I didn't know I could be so lack of breath in less than 5mins of exercise. Hilariously tiring! All of us in the class are going to build lotsa muscles from now on...don't know if that's a good thing but I guess there's a first time for everything. =)

Doing half sit ups to the Pirates of the Caribbean theme song gives a very motivating feeling. An definitely picked the right song! listening to the instruments building up and the picture of Johnny Depp running around in my mind makes me laugh on the inside. By the next few months to come, she said we'll be doing it about 480 times, non-stop. She said that when we just started today and our jaws dropped and laughed in disbelief. woohoo. Joy. I have to get that song to keep it up! I am determined to achieve it! Slowly but surely.

Now will be a good time to get motivational postcards from Manda. *smiles*

What's better, my lil' sister got me awesome, quenching fluffy-ish green tea ice-cream when i got home!!! That was just Awesome. My sister cares about meeee. haha

Sunday, March 13, 2011

An awesome person taught me to be....

FAT for God. Faithful, Available and Teachable.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

The baby turns 13!

What a busy day. So much to absorb. Which led to binge-eating dinner.

The lil one at home is a teenager today.

You little girl,
Who still whines for things,
Makes a mess everywhere,
Cry when when you don't have your way,
I'm sure God loves you just as much as always.

You little girl,
Who can be stubborn at times,
Repress everything you feel,
Ignorant to what's around you,
Can be a joy when people see you entertain yourself.

You little girl,
Who can't match outfits,
Have unpredictable mood swings,
Is weak at school work,
Is mummy's little sweet ballerina.

And I pray for you oh little girl,
That there will come a day,
When you will know what's good for you,
And use what has been given to you,
To be a light that will touch those around you,
That mindsets will change when they get to know you,
And lastly,
That you will realize and know that I'm there for you.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Does your heart break for what breaks mine?

*thousands of thoughts running through my head*
a bucket of tears held back.

God, you said you wouldn't give me what I can't handle. I'm tired. I'm frustrated. I'm living a dual personality.