Desmond and the Uncertain Pop-up.

In the past few weeks, I've written many many entries, that somehow found themselves worthy enough to only remain as draft, or to be flushed down the sewers of Netspace.

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No. I'm not sure. I'm never sure.

If I were to be described in a few words, I would have to say I'm an Escapist. An indecisive escapist. Am I sure I'm like that? Na, not sure.

I would love to navigate my way out of situations that overwhelm me, out of conflict, out of misery. So that I can come out fine. To step into that comedy/sitcom life.

To where quarrels are resolved in 30min.
To where there are always 2nd, 3rd, a gazillion alternatives when one door closes.
Alternatives that are found in 30 min.
To where the entire house can collapse, but one week later...

One week later... all is well.
To a place of certainty, certainty that I can smile without a mini-desmond whispering, "but what about that problem, or that, or this? It's not over yet, are you sure you wanna smile?"

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Certainty, Certainty. aveh ityp no em. aves em. mi unningr os ryd.
God of certainty.

derit os .

bring me to that special bench in the park.
rugged, washed, battered.
only, take no one else
keep it special.
'else broken means
nothing.

-3.12pm

The One About Forty.

Seeing as how my previous post was about Twentyfour, I thot it would fit in nicely, that this post would be about Forty.

As a side note, is is fourty, or forty?

Well, Fourty is the first name of my good friend, Degree Celsius. Fourty Degree Celsius. Very good friend. In fact, he likes me so much he visited me last night, this morning... Of course, Forty (I'm just gonna rotate between FoUrty, and FoRty, since I dunno which one it is.)

OK, yes, back to what I was saying, Forty is a busy man. He has to go on chores, and he has to make appearances elsewhere, so he couldn't stay with me throughout. (thankGod!)

But being the good friend that he is, he has left his brother thirtyeight to stay with me. his sister thirtynine also occassionally drops by.

I've got to say, of all the Celsius's, I would really love to meet Thirtysix. We had a small falling out, and yea... yea.. Sigh. Let's just say I miss Thirtysix, and I would love to see him again.

As a side side note, I think its Forty, and not Fourty. But Forty looks like, its, like, very Fortified. Haha, Fort-y. ARGH!!!! Spellling bee competitions are so not for me.
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Oh Jesus Jesus...

The One About twentyfour.

I've just finished my twentyfour km, and my feet have something to say. There there, don't be shy now, just say it loud and so clearly (maria, i've just met a girl named mariaaaa....).

Ouch.

Blisterful year, its a blisterful time. But thank God, and thanks to joash and the miracle-working black tape, the blisters are not as much as compared to my sixteen km.

The youth camp theme two years back was twentyfour seven. I've got to say twentyfour seven God has been with me. Every step of the way I've seen God move in so many different ways.

They say you'll become a real man after you go in... I was talking to Daniel just now, and he sorts of disagrees with them. I too disagree. I don't feel any more of a man, or less for that matter, after going in.

I just feel that I'm a man, ohkayfine, boy, who just appreciates time with his frens, and appreciates his family, and appreciates his God more.

There's so much going on la. I got rejected, (GASP! first time in my life... haha, k rubbish. I admit) Referring to my applications. I'm anxious thinking where I'm gonna be posted. Do I have enough time for ppl I wanna catch up with? When am I gonna watch X3, and with who (altho I've determined if no one goes with me, I'll be going with Jean, Scott, Warren Brown, and Logan.)

Admist all my worry, there's the very special verses, "Do not be anxious about anything..." and the one that jumped out at me that night when I was feeling so swarmped by so many things...

Be still and know that I am God.

Do you know worry is a sin? It's putting faith in the circumstance, and your own inability to handle it, instead of putting your faith in God.

When the oceans rise and thunders roar,
I will be still and know YOU ARE GOD.

Thank God for being God.