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Be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to anger - James 1:19 -

Never will I leave you, never will I forsake you - Heb 13:5 -

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own - Matt 6:34 -

My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weaknesses - 2 Cor 12:9 -

I can do everything through Him who gives me strength - Philippians 4:13 -


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Saturday, October 31, 2009
Of drums, spotlights, and sweats

You know, the once-in-a-lifetime (not exactly) drummer is drumming away up there with the spotlights shining on him, and sweats dripping like nobody's business. He must be really hot (as in sweaty hot, not the cool type of hot.. err hmm)!

And what I mean by my title and description is the elements called thunder, lightning and rain. I love it (no, not crazy). I was in my room just now when it rained and thundered, and I felt like I was back in Labuan! Somehow it felt like as if it was going to blackout, just like how it used to blackout when there is a storm back in Labuan. But of course, it didn't because hellooo I'm in melbourne. But I miss blackouts (again no, not crazy). I miss those times when my parents would take out the torches and then we'd sit in the living room, trying not to move too much so that we wouldn't sweat, waiting (kinda impatiently in my part) for the *click* sound to indicate that the power is back. But I sort of enjoyed it though, especially when there are little breezes.. and with the smell of rain, it's just so soothing :)

Aduh... rindunyaaaa


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