February

I told myself that no matter how busy I am, I must write a post, because I do not want to forget what's happened for the past few weeks. Nothing bad happened, just that many small little things that took place and made me start loving being an adult who's not alone in her life battles.

Submitted my first FYP draft on 6 february 4pm. Sleepless nights just for a grading draft. I wonder if every undergraduate has to undergo this phase and I know the answer is No. I asked God if i could trade it with something else more meaningful, because reading journals after journals, editing after editing, thinking after thinking were not the most pleasant episodes of my life. Yet I know, if this phase wasn't for me, He would have ensured I didn't go through it right from the beginning. But here I am, nearing the end of my journey, and I know very well at heart that, this is necessary so that I won't miss out the gracious blessings He has carefully planned for me.

My supervisor got back to me right on the next day, and it freaked me out. I didn't know he's such a workaholic! I submitted a draft with a file of articles, and he's telling me he's in the midst of marking my report. How I wish I can don't hear from him so SOON.

Report is okay, just need to rewrite and re-edit certain parts. And I know I couldn't ask for more. The only thing that I am grateful of is I do not need to do further data collection. Lin and constance had some problems with their reports and I know their heartbeats and happiness reached a nadir the day AC told them this news and asked them to go back NCC for data collection. I felt sorry for them, because I know they spent as much effort into this fyp, and sometimes people do not feel so. Or should I say, the person whom we wish would know about all the hardships and effort we put in this project might not understand.

Let's hope things can get better for everyone of us. Time is running short, yet there's so much to be done. These are really days when smilings get harder. 2 weeks and it will be final report submission, 1 week for final presentation, 1 week for poster presentation ... and in the midst of these, you still need to prepare 4 tests, do-up resume and attend interviews.

I don't dare to think how am I gonna walk towards my potential 2 months but I know somehow we all will pull through this. This is life isn't it?

I have restored my discipleship training at church after my draft submission. You know, when you get sick of school and works, you want to find solace. HAHA... no la, it's because I really want to have a consistent hearing of God's words, and knowing them deeper.

Yea, so tuesday is discipleship training, friday is cell group and sunday is service. Other than these days, I will be in school from 8-6pm at least on tuesday, wednesday and friday, teaching tuition elsewhere. So church, school, home. It's all about them lately. :)

I must admit that I am burdened by many things, and many thoughts running through my head. But I know I will be fine, only do not forget His love is my greatest strength behind all my doings.

I had a good V day last saturday.

My parents came to visit, somehow I feel that God is a great planner. He knows times when I am more free or more lonely, and He'll send people into my life. Yeah, I am very happy to see my parents and they stayed over the weekend! :)

Well we didn't do much, just walk around bugis and chinatown. We walked past a hokkien cd stall and my mom said she wanted to buy some to listen to. You know, besides my mom, there's one particular person who's very pro in singing hokkien songs! He's my 2nd brother! ask him to sing 'yin nan wang' theme song and you'll be so amazed by him! And yea, mom got a nice flower from us (it's free! oops!). Nevertheless, I know mom is very happy. It has been so long since we last bought her a stalk of flower.

Perhaps it's growing up. I feel so much heart aches to see the receding hairlines on daddy. Aging and weakening. Is there anything that I could do for them? They're entitled to elderly's concessions already, I was so gripped by fear when this sudden realization dawn upon me. Somehow, I feel that I miss them loads, and fear losing them loads. I really wish I can earn more money soon so that I can get a house here. I really wish to have them here and stay with us, because I know that's their wish too. Fine getting emo already. Shall stop here.

Have a good day peeps!






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