Hallelujah!!! God is good!

Ladies and gennuhmen, I just wanna say one thing:

At 2.30 A.M, 14-Feb: I finished all the papers and presentations I had to do! Hallelujah!

Time for me to thank the Lord:
1) For giving me such a doable paper yesterday for Romanticism even though I only studied 1/2 of the 1/2-syllabus being tested;
2) for such a good prayer mtg tonight. Chao refreshed.
3) for such a good service last Sat. God is good!
4) for enabling a finishing of my paper and my presentation within 4 hours (and despite me having gone prayer mtg!). I'm amazed!! (I thought I would be up till 4 a.m.... -_-''''')
5) For pursuading me not to take MC yesterday for the much-dreaded test;
6) For making tomorrow's V-day a day to look forward to! Restaurant booked, present done, wheeeheeeee! :D (and all within an hr. Power sia!)
7) For one more tuition which pays well :D

Man am I excited. I shall whiz over to my Yahoo! mail, which I bet is rotting right now, to clear the debris and celebrate my freedom over the dreaded enemy (read: schoolwork). =)))

That's why we need the Lord

*feeling*: amazed.

That's the answer that came to me last night. That's why I need the Lord.

Xiong xiong weekend

Ha, this is supposed to be a "laff-ing" blog, but this weekend is so stressful I felt I needed a spot to relaC. WARNING: I shall blog in "stream of consciousness" mode.

Have a Romanticism test on Mon, least of worries because it doesn't immediately show whether I have prepared or not. Thank God yesterday God gave me 4 poems which I could use for the Tuesday presentation before Romanticism tutorial. Before that it was a tough decision thinking about which poems to use, especially since the genius Dr Ang has covered most of her poems in great detail during lectures (which I missed). Stress. Don't want to repeat material but wanted to do so anyway so that I could study for my test and do the presentation at one go. Not much time to get everything done but it's a good thing 'cos that way everything will be short sharp and sweet. No?

Just checked the IVLE and realised that the response paper (Editor's note: for Psychoanalysis) might not be due after all. Which means that until I find out whether it's due this Monday or not, I can't get it done. Slightly more stress. Still, there's a chance I might not need to do it. Which means I need to study for my test first. But if it's due? I'm dead-- psychoanalytic readings are harder to clear than leading a rich man thru the eye of a needle. Yea, saith the Dan, it is easier to get a rich man thru the eye of a needle than to get a camel to enter the Kingdom of God.

Thank God for the poems again. They are contrasting sonnets between Wordsworth and Keats. YAY. Hopefully a plus point in front of Dr Ang, but if she starts asking what a Petrachcan Sonnet is I will ask her to go and find the eye of a needle first. So that I can put her thru it.

Last night had a quasi-nightmare. Had all kinds of solid geometric shapes starting to fall on me. Like the shapes seen on a screensaver. Lips were starting to get tingly when I woke up. Prayed. Felt the beginnings of panic. Played WarIII and talked to Jan. Slept comfortably after that. Got another attack.

Today Jan and I had horrible day. Me wet. She drenched with demands of horrible customer. Need to learn off Romantic poems soon. Most important thing I remember about the Romantics: celebration of imperfection. As a state in which improvement was possible.

Today meditated on importance of baptism. And realised that for the non-Christian: great inertia. Is it our failure? Preliminary answer: salvation as a process. But wondering how long it will be. I really don't like the idea of people not being baptised. Like "not here, not there". And it impacts the way new believers react towards baptism. Reality is never neat. But going to be 2 years soon. 2 years and still a Christian noob. Just because of baptism. Something which I buay tahan.

Tomorrow: tuition, reunion, church. No time to learn Romantics again.

God, I survive by your grace. Your son relies on you. May he never be put to shame, do not let his enemies triumph over him.