martes, septiembre 19, 2006

Blabberbloo.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand POOF! go my hopes of going home for Christmas. Da Yee will only pay $1000 (and it's not fair to ask for more), papa refuses to pay the rest, and since the money hasnt fallen from the sky into my cup noodles, I guess i'll see all you people in the summer of 2007.

At least it's not 2 years like i ominously told everybody.

And i'll be going to San Ramon for Christmas with Bean's family i think, so it wont be a tragically cold, lonely, friendless Christmas either. I asked God last night if i could go home and he said no (i get vibes about yes and no sometimes, and theyre always right, so...), and i very dramatically wailed at my pillow as usual. Ah well all in God's big plan. I'm horribly disappointed, of course. But i expect good things will come of it, and in the end God will say, "Ah, see!? Heng you followed me." Papa says do what He says, and you will have perfect peace - *sit on lotus leaf and hum Middle C*.

Mummy wrote me a very dramatic email in response to my post on Thanksgiving, and being my mother's daughter, i leaked some salt water while reading it. I seem to be doing a lot of crying these few days, but do not on any account take it as an indication that i am unhappy. Quite, quite the opposite. Anyway, here's a part of her email:
I can only say, faithful is my God, and the faith that i know, and the God that i know is making hiimself known to my daughter. I am blessed through the generations! hahahah. Wat a joy.

I know it'd be so for you, and his answers to your prayers, "aye" and "amen". Wat a joy and priviledge to know such a God.

And i know that if you know Him, and follow Him, i need not worry, cos you're in good hands - hands better than mine, that i am sure...
I love my mummy to the ends of the earth. It's all sitrring and passionate and all that, but she means every word of it and all the emotion in those words is exactly how she feels. Papa says thats the way she is, and thats why he married her. Haiya i want to get married too. I wonder what my husband will marry me for. Not for my scrutinizing insects, i'm sure.

Anyway... Joke of the day:
Q: What bees make the most milk?
A: Boo bees!

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!!

Kay sleepy time. Nightnight.

1 Comments:

Blogger Daryl said...

wah wah mei. haha.. ok no pun.. eh..yeah since the time difference is just obscene..i guess talking by email and this commmenting thingy will work.. ahha.. =)
ohoh.. next june!!?? YAY!!!!(no im not acting cute..hmmm -thinks- maybe i just am! =P)

yeah..and i bought new shoes today while u were sleeping.. will post pics on my blog.. must check k ? i check your everyday.. ok.. i sound like a stalker..no im not. =P hahaha..and why must it be middle C?does'nt Cmaj7 sound more soothing? =P take care!!! God bless..

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