Day after day
Time passed away
And I just can't get you out of my mind
Nobody knows, I hide it inside
I keep on searching but I just can't find
The courage to show to let you know
I've never felt love like this before
And once again I'm thinking about
Taking the easy way out
But if I let you go I will never know
What my life would be holding you close to me
Will I ever see you smiling back at me?
How will I know if I let you go?
Time passed away
And I just can't get you out of my mind
Nobody knows, I hide it inside
I keep on searching but I just can't find
The courage to show to let you know
I've never felt love like this before
And once again I'm thinking about
Taking the easy way out
But if I let you go I will never know
What my life would be holding you close to me
Will I ever see you smiling back at me?
How will I know if I let you go?
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I shouldn't be up at this time, but I had to do a blog post some time before I exploded. A lot has been happening, but at the same time, not much. How else to put it... Circumstances change, we adapt. That is all. But sometimes we can't adapt. We refuse to. Literature and culture portray humans as a relatively adaptable race. Perhaps that is so. But when we refuse to adapt, chances are we never will. That is human resolve. And adamant as ever it is.
Acts 16
22 The crowd joined in the attack against Paul and Silas, and the magistrates ordered them to be stripped and beaten.
23 After they had been severely flogged, they were thrown into prison, and the jailer was commanded to guard them carefully.
24 Upon receiving such orders, he put them in the inner cell and fastened their feet in the stocks.
25 About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them.
26 Suddenly there was such a violent earthquake that the foundations of the prison were shaken. At once all the prison doors flew open, and everybody's chains came loose.
I guess it's about learning to trust God even when circumstances seem dark and dreary. As long as we are living in His will, we can know that everything we go through is part of His plan, and should not worry, knowing that God has our best interests in mind. If Paul and Silas could even worship God in such a dark hour, how much more should we in our circumstances? For surely He will deliver us from the snare of the fowler.
Debating on Wednesday gave us another bad topic, regarding Mohammed Hanif (for those who aren't from around here, he is an Australian doctor accused of recklessly supporting terrorism after his SIM card was found in his cousin's phone, who was involved in an attempted terrorist act in Glasgow recently). His visa was cancelled, and the topic was concerning whether it should be returned. Seriously, this issue is still pending in the courts and the media, was it really fair to ask us to debate that? Perhaps it was the last debate, the Association didn't care anymore. Oh well. We lost by 2 points, because one of the opposition happened to read the paper that morning. Yay.
School results have been coming back, and most of it is good. Might expand on this issue sometime. That's the least of my sources of depression. Let's hope it holds, even though I can barely find the motivation to work anymore.
Next few days I should spend just studying for the UMAT (Undergraduate Medicine & Health Sciences Admission Test), which will be on Wednesday. After which I have a Uni prac, despite not going to school. So glad this schedule is not going to last much longer.
I have officially lost hope in the international mail system. Forgetting to put a return-to address is one thing, but seriously, as if it failed. I don't think she recieved it at all. What are the chances? That was such a waste of the effort, and I doubt I'll be able to find the time to redo another one, given the amount of time I put into it the first time, which was during the holidays. Oh well. Of course, there's always time if you really have to do something. We shall see.
I really must be going, I've been getting progressively tired as the week went on, and thus far, the weekend has done nothing to improve my condition. I wish I could turn my thoughts off manually sometimes, stop thinking the same hopeless thoughts, chasing the same hopeless emotions around in circles, just to get some sleep. I must remember to trust God.
Bye.
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You.
I shouldn't be up at this time, but I had to do a blog post some time before I exploded. A lot has been happening, but at the same time, not much. How else to put it... Circumstances change, we adapt. That is all. But sometimes we can't adapt. We refuse to. Literature and culture portray humans as a relatively adaptable race. Perhaps that is so. But when we refuse to adapt, chances are we never will. That is human resolve. And adamant as ever it is.
Acts 16
22 The crowd joined in the attack against Paul and Silas, and the magistrates ordered them to be stripped and beaten.
23 After they had been severely flogged, they were thrown into prison, and the jailer was commanded to guard them carefully.
24 Upon receiving such orders, he put them in the inner cell and fastened their feet in the stocks.
25 About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them.
26 Suddenly there was such a violent earthquake that the foundations of the prison were shaken. At once all the prison doors flew open, and everybody's chains came loose.
I guess it's about learning to trust God even when circumstances seem dark and dreary. As long as we are living in His will, we can know that everything we go through is part of His plan, and should not worry, knowing that God has our best interests in mind. If Paul and Silas could even worship God in such a dark hour, how much more should we in our circumstances? For surely He will deliver us from the snare of the fowler.
Debating on Wednesday gave us another bad topic, regarding Mohammed Hanif (for those who aren't from around here, he is an Australian doctor accused of recklessly supporting terrorism after his SIM card was found in his cousin's phone, who was involved in an attempted terrorist act in Glasgow recently). His visa was cancelled, and the topic was concerning whether it should be returned. Seriously, this issue is still pending in the courts and the media, was it really fair to ask us to debate that? Perhaps it was the last debate, the Association didn't care anymore. Oh well. We lost by 2 points, because one of the opposition happened to read the paper that morning. Yay.
School results have been coming back, and most of it is good. Might expand on this issue sometime. That's the least of my sources of depression. Let's hope it holds, even though I can barely find the motivation to work anymore.
Next few days I should spend just studying for the UMAT (Undergraduate Medicine & Health Sciences Admission Test), which will be on Wednesday. After which I have a Uni prac, despite not going to school. So glad this schedule is not going to last much longer.
I have officially lost hope in the international mail system. Forgetting to put a return-to address is one thing, but seriously, as if it failed. I don't think she recieved it at all. What are the chances? That was such a waste of the effort, and I doubt I'll be able to find the time to redo another one, given the amount of time I put into it the first time, which was during the holidays. Oh well. Of course, there's always time if you really have to do something. We shall see.
I really must be going, I've been getting progressively tired as the week went on, and thus far, the weekend has done nothing to improve my condition. I wish I could turn my thoughts off manually sometimes, stop thinking the same hopeless thoughts, chasing the same hopeless emotions around in circles, just to get some sleep. I must remember to trust God.
Bye.
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You.