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Sunday, September 12, 2004

Things accomplished yesterday

Nothing. Nil. zilch. nada.

They should have a repeat entry feature on blogger.

anywayz. today WILL be different. i am going to attempt to do everything i was supposed to do over the weekend TODAY. all of it. and die in the process.

AND we havnt done hardy yet. haha. oh wellz.

school starts tomorrow. *grinz* ok azzah. i agree. im a freak. :p then again, arent we all? hahaha

u know, this is getting tiring. coming down wif sth to blog on my mind. turning the comp on, and having nth to blog. irritating.

talking abt coming down wif sth, take care k mos? it wont be much fun doing promos AND being sick at the same time.

aaron says i should be more discreet. so. it is 2 days to my bday. hmmm? wat? did u see sth? really? i din see nth! heh.

ok. i really dont remember wat i wanted to blog. so im gonna stop blogging. sheesh.

this is gonna be my 2nd last post till after the promos. my last post will be an outlet to vent my post-birthday euphoria. *grinz*

thus, the 17-yr old Valerie says goodbye forever. it's been a wonderful 17 years. with 17 years worth of friendship, love and blessings. and even if i never see my 18th year, i know that i have lived 17 yrs full of life. which is, really, more than enough. love you all. *big hugz*

| Written at 10:41 AM |
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name: Valerie
age: 18 (finally *grinz*)
gender: Female
location: Singapore
schools: KC Primary, KC Secondary, TJC hobbies: Music, Reading, Writing, Sparring
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If I could tell the world just one thing,
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry because worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I will not be made useless
I wont be idled with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small I know
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
but i knew it wasn't ever after

We will fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
cause when there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
My hands are small I know but they're not yours they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken

We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's hands
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