overwhelmed
POSTED AT 10:55 PM

natanna

and at piles on.

and on.

and on and on and on.

bleh.

I'm looking forward to June.

Heck, I'm looking forward for April to be over.

Oh
POSTED AT 11:50 PM

natanna

Taking time off to relek. For a bit. Before I sleep.

Sigh.

Die. Die.

Just kill me, ok? :D

Oh. Right. I didn't just read that.

 

i will rise - Chris Tomlin
POSTED AT 12:06 PM

natanna

You know how I usually like to dissect songs... but this one needs no dissection.

I'm posting up this link "deaf" because I haven't fixed my sound card and my laptop still refuses to connect to my house wifi.

 

There's a peace I've come to know
Though my heart and flesh may fail
There's an anchor for my soul
I can say "It is well"

Jesus has overcome
And the grave is overwhelmed
The victory is won
He is risen from the dead

[Chorus:]
And I will rise when He calls my name
No more sorrow, no more pain
I will rise on eagles' wings
Before my God fall on my knees
And rise
I will rise

There's a day that's drawing near
When this darkness breaks to light
And the shadows disappear
And my faith shall be my eyes

Jesus has overcome
And the grave is overwhelmed
The victory is won
He is risen from the dead

[Chorus:]
And I will rise when He calls my name
No more sorrow, no more pain
I will rise on eagles' wings
Before my God fall on my knees
And rise
I will rise

And I hear the voice of many angels sing,
"Worthy is the Lamb"
And I hear the cry of every longing heart,
"Worthy is the Lamb"
[x2]

[Chorus:]
And I will rise when He calls my name
No more sorrow, no more pain
I will rise on eagles' wings
Before my God fall on my knees
And rise
I will rise

Feeling: blah-ish

he
POSTED AT 03:55 PM

natanna

A light touch on her shoulder. She turned.

"What are these tears for?" he asked.

Bittersweet. "For what I could have been."

"You will never know what could have been."

Silence. His hands enfolded hers.

"Speak my name."

Cocked an eyebrow. "Beautiful."

"Say it again."

"Beautiful. You are mine, Beautiful."

And her eyes closed.

"Why?"

"I needed assurance of who I am."

"Aren't you a woman of many names?"

"Yes, but who am I really?"

"Beautiful. And who am I?"

"König. Yes, that's who you are, you who are also of many names," and there was a turn in her resolve, a tightening of her will.

"He was milk and water."

"I need fire. I need a passion bigger than mine."

"He will come."

"If I were to take a husband, who would you be? My affair?" Jokingly serious, with a whipline of tension.

"You forget. I am your husband. He would be your affair."

"Ah, that makes it perfectly clear."

She drew lines on the floor with her toe.

"What is it?"

"You know."

"Tell me anyway."

"What should I do now?"

"Are you still afraid of that boxing in?"

"I wish to be more than that."

"But?"

"My passion isn't big enough. It isn't large enough. And I have not the time."

"A step, child; a step."

"Which step?"

"There is no wrong answer."

"I hate answers like that. You know that."

"You know it's up to you."

"Where would I be most useful? Where am I most needed?"

He was silent. Then he whispered, "Wasn't it time to fly?"

on budgeting
POSTED AT 04:49 PM

natanna

So I was looking up Hillsong College's Dance cert and went woah, it's only AUS 5,000 for a year?

And then I added in the other misc expenses and the estimated cost of living, and came up with a figure of RM74k, to be prudent.

And then I calculated my current level of savings, and discovered that at the rate I'm going, I'm only saving RM200 a month, thereabouts.

With which I would take 29 years to save up enough to get there, by which time, the budget will be really thrown off.

I need a better plan.

Listening to: the fray