Be Still My Soul

i was folding clothes. as usual. like nonchalantly all care-free clothes-folding.

was playing this hymn called "Be Still My Soul" by Don Moen. this is one of the songs our church choir is gonna present tmr at one fund raising event for the church. thought it sounded nice so i dl'd it and put it on replay mode.

i was like all fine and whistling (not that i can whistle lol) and all of a sudden, the chorus struck my head "Be still my soul... God knows your way... and He will guide... for His name's sake"

my eyes turned teary. the switch was on. just like that. there i was, folding clothes, crying to the song, thinking "thank you God for touching my soul"

i felt it.

that very splashingly splendid moment, i felt it. God's always there for us.

Thank You God for letting me find my way to You. or.. bringing me to You. whichever it is, thank You God.

oh yea. i joined the church choir. since i figured i'm good at nothing but i like singing. might as well join the choir. and the turnout's unexpectedly amazing.

i'm truly blessed. i am. though there have been a little trouble going on with all the house-hunting, packing, and time-clashes for that matter.
but i believe it'll all turn out to be alright.
"Be still my soul, I will guide your way"

praise the Lord!

it's just a few clicks away..

click 'option', 'reply', then, type your heart out and reply the frickin' sms already!

this is what i don't like. when you receive a msg, REPLY! whether a simple 'yes/no' would be fine. unless you phone's out of credit. otherwise, just reply the one who sends you msg.

not that i obey the rule myself. loll. i sometimes don't reply when i see a msg. for some reason.

but seriously.. reply..

well for my case, when i see a msg, you're lucky if i'm in the mood of replying msg. but if i'm not, you're gonna receive my reply few days after..or never. which irritates i know.

i always contradict myself with my words. yea i do.

here's one more thing. if you don't get a reply, either the person hates you and cbf replying your sms. or.. OR.. the person's simply a slothful tush who can't even be bothered exercising his thumbs. i'm the latter.

but when i'm in the mood. i literally SPAM your inbox. yea as in send spam meats to your inbox. DUH.

hahaa random post. bye. i'm not exasperated at all.

fluctuation

blogging at this time of the night. can't be anything good.

i've been feeling deliriously emotionally unstable the whole night. the kind of icky feeling i loathe the most.

call it the post-exams trauma or whatever.
nothing remotely related to exams though..

well. technically speaking. it's still about exams after all. exams in general.

nah. not me. i never fail in exams. i'm a nerd. a nerd never flunks academically.

right. the 'fluctuation'..

perhaps i'm like zonked out after a whole day out of choir practice, maccas-ing, supposedly haircut session turned into aimless wandering around the city, karaoke session, and now newspaper-house-hunting..

prolly just too much for a day. FOR ME.
well of course.. with some 'external factors' contributing to the damn fool 'fluctuation' of mood.

stupidity to its finest.

why do i even get upset over such trivial matters.

what a bitch..

vague much? i know. am aware of the vagueness. exactly the whole point of blogging isn't it :)
aahh. the beauty of being indistinct. love it! :)

seriously. there's something with blogging. i def feel better letting all the bottom-of-the-heart craps out here. something.. something.. oh well.

gotta get back to house-hunting. need some luck here.