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Thursday, February 25, 2010 1:21 AM
highly literary, with occasional grammar slips

you don't know how i feel
but neither do i.

truth is, i am taking up the sph internship.

but it is a heavy price to pay to pursue my only begotten dream. can you imagine working on sundays? only pastors work on sunday, and the reason is because God won't strike them down with lightning. no wonder so many journalists die in their job.

but you know what? i think i am just going to try it.

not because i am not afraid of getting struck down by lightning; perhaps, because i know deep down this is where i should go. and God knows i will look up the skies and see the lightning fall. so maybe because God has put this guts in me, He will just spare me from an electrifying death.

i think so, i really do.
but of course God is not like that.

i am at an age where every one around me is so worried about their future and their careers and what to eat. it's getting really scary because for me, if not sph, then where? sigh, i need to take a look at God's Book of Life man.

or maybe a good sleep will do just fine.







Plath's Muse

Sarah Chang
NTU English
21 on 09/09/09
I happen to heart the literary.
Dreams of the Heavenly Hosts.

Yadder Yadder