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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

HAHAs.i hereby declare i have phobia of hospital

Lord, teach me to have compassion like Yours.

mom admitted into hospital and crap and you know the whole extended family came and all their rubbish including throw away the bed my mom slept in as they think it brings bad luck.wad can i say?they just keep buzzing with phone calls one after the other and poor me have to listen all the family politics, anger yada yda over over over again and i can say my phone no is 24hr.really.it just wont stop ringing.until i really want to break down and cry.i mean can say it is fair for an 18 yr old girl to go thru all these emotional turmoil when she is having or going to have her A's.and i often wonder why i did not do well in my major years cuz my mom likes to flaunt her stunts during these years?

Forgive.Sometimes it is hardest.
but God forgave me for all my sins.
and i thank Him for a sound mind thru out this period
i may break down
but i thank God
i will never live the life my mom led
cuz i have a choice and i have a God whose blood washes me clean
so i do not have the burden to soar.
God,You are my first Love always.
all the past generations crap
is going to end in my generation
cuz i make the choice.
no more politics, no more mental illness yada yada

and i have faith i will do well in my studies.
and i will do anything to glorify you.
i will rise up above all these difficulties.
i will.