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Saturday, January 15, 2005
` 9:54 PM
dear diary,

do you know that when i see this someone online, or in face, i feel so weird.
i shouldnt have msn-ed *** when *** was busy.
garr.
i cant understand why, i do things i dun wanna do.
or say.
sigh.
i really cant understand.
i doubt anyone will too.
'cept for him.

seems that i've been neglecting him. sorry God... i'm really sorrry. =(
not that i want to.

hai.
it's all about you.
nothing about me.
absolutely nothing.
i'm just a big mess there.
but you made me worthy to be your child. your servant. your instrument. and your vessel.
thank you.
i love you so much.

Sunday, January 09, 2005
` 6:56 PM
dear diary.

sometimes i have this feeling of regret.
shouldnt have told lq i wanted to lead worship.
argh.
why why why.
the pride is coming. i can sense it. how do i stop it?!
it's coming like the tsunami.... so fast.
sigh. next sunday is the day. the day and the day.
shouldnt fret eh.
it went pretty well, the pract.
i just pray that the Spirit will lead me. it's not i'm leading... God overall is in control. (tho lq said that i'm in ctrl)
wadever.
and pray that it'll not rain. it will cause despair.
in me.
when can we ever find a house? thats not impt actually. as long as we have a place to have cg... it's fine with me.
thank God that singapore is a country where no religion is condemned. singapore is a blessed place.

i'm just in the mood for stoning. reflecting. and thinking.
what i want to do is to get myself right before the Lord...
stop the tsunami of pride.

why. tt's the big question. why. why. why.

everyone is asking why. it's a small word but cause so much... wad you call... misery?

Sunday, January 02, 2005
` 9:39 PM
dear diary,

i wish i can knock into my hard head that, i need to not lack confidence.
sighs. sometimes feel so superifcial. so fake...
leading worship...
it's fun lah.... as described by alena and mainey.
cant deny that right.
but i'm pretty nervous.
need to pray more.

pray pray and pray... make prayer a lifestyle...
make worship a lifestyle too...

-smiles-

feelings of nervousness are normal right?

girl ;

me?
im just another incohorent girl on the face on the earth. singing's my passion, but i do badly at it.
and it doesnt help that some people stress that point to me too. it redundant, cos i already know it.
trying to live for God alone. still trying.

you'll find out who sheryl really is here.

wait a minute.
you dont even need to know me.

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