Friday, July 18, 2008
I'm mentally exhausted. It has been a tough week, he gave me the biggest wake up call (the next one is next sat, the principle TSK). I guess he's right, and I'm wrong cause I say things i don't mean when I'm angry. Well, at least it goes to show he hasn't given up hope on me. Favour thank you Jesus for favour.
So, who says chinese is a bore? I've been enjoying lessons for the past two days. The topic was on Love, parental love.
Spare the rod and spoil the child my parents always says, and boy did they follow the Bible. I remember being caned and scolded a lot when i was little. Once I was running about and decided to mimic superman/spiderman. I ran, used the sofa like a trampoline to boost my jump and hung on the ceiling lights. When I was caught my mum whacked the little demon out of me. Another time i remember, my Dad promised to send me to school (I swear he promised), i was 7 (that makes it ten years ago OMGAH A DECADE) and i really looked forward, but he backed out the next morning, I cried, and then got whacked for crying. HAHA These are just two out of the many times I got to eat The wu jia kueh.
I remember teacher Sam would say " You jump like Batman, fly like Superman and land like spiderman" HAHAHA
Parental love, only second to God's love. This love is illogical. I don't understand how anyone can see any good in me. I doubt they even know why they love me so.
LOVE LOVE LOVE.
