Friday Night...oOh. If you're wondering what that is, it's my leg. I went to tattoo myself! haha. okay. not funny. it's my new bruise! it appeared on Monday morning, the effects of flipping off the chair the day before. The moral of the story is that when it gets too crowded, just fall back. You'll get a nice bruisee like mine. To update, it's turned black. No wonder they call it a blue-black. My dear classmates noticed it on wednesday on our way home from some wheelchair talk and they were horrified. oOps. I've been working. The train ride from Kovan to Dhouby is soooo long. Poor Jing Yi and Sabrina. and all those who travel home from NTU or NUS everyday. It's soo far.
Friday Night...oOh. If you're wondering what that is, it's my leg. I went to tattoo myself! haha. okay. not funny. it's my new bruise! it appeared on Monday morning, the effects of flipping off the chair the day before. The moral of the story is that when it gets too crowded, just fall back. You'll get a nice bruisee like mine. To update, it's turned black. No wonder they call it a blue-black. My dear classmates noticed it on wednesday on our way home from some wheelchair talk and they were horrified. oOps. I've been working. The train ride from Kovan to Dhouby is soooo long. Poor Jing Yi and Sabrina. and all those who travel home from NTU or NUS everyday. It's soo far.
Although the fig tree shall not blossom
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
This lullaby is only a few words
A simple run of chords
Quiet here in this spare room
But you can hear it, hear it
Wherever you may go
I will let you down
But this lullaby plays on
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Friday Night...
oOh. If you're wondering what that is, it's my leg. I went to tattoo myself! haha. okay. not funny. it's my new bruise! it appeared on Monday morning, the effects of flipping off the chair the day before. The moral of the story is that when it gets too crowded, just fall back. You'll get a nice bruisee like mine. To update, it's turned black. No wonder they call it a blue-black. My dear classmates noticed it on wednesday on our way home from some wheelchair talk and they were horrified. oOps.
