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Today was a miracle.

I never stopped believing in God; at least, for many years now, I believed in God even if I didn't believe in me.

I believe in me again.

I was previously shut out from S+S, after I was late in accepting a role. I thought I had to move on and deal. This afternoon I got a call asking me to play a larger role in the same play.

MN, a new friend and my director for the school play, told me that certain requests for props (i.e.: 3 broken laptops) had been refused. A group member from one of my meetings today hung out at Sim Lim square with me, helping me to ask around the shops for broken laptops, which none of them apparently have, though a customer at one of the shops took my namecard and another store assistant noted down my number. With four days left before the show, I thought we were never gonna make it.

Then the lady who took my namecard called and gave me her address. When I got there, there were 2 laptops waiting for me. Two-thirds of our major requirement. And MN's in negotiation for a third.

And now, come to think of it, we were doing blocking in the performance area rather than classroom originally booked for us. I didn't think of it then, but... that was really fortunate.

Wow.

And a lot of these things might not have happened if I had not done some of the things I didn't want to do. It's amazing to think about it, but it's scary, too.

Opportunities really are everywhere. And God uses a reward system.

If that's the case, I have work to do.

It takes a lot of effort not to be egoistic. Guess that explains everything.

As I sit here and ponder over the mysteries of life, a thought pops out:

I look good in with my hair in a bun.

As I continue to sit and ponder the mysteries of life, a notion:

Haven't worn a scarf round my waist in ages. Looks good.

As I carry on with the pondering of life's mysteries, an idea:

I should wear long tops more often.

As I attempt once more to ponder the mysteries of...




Ah, forget it. My brain is overloaded and my biological alarm is ringing off the hook. I hate nature and its ways when it applies to me.

Life is Lunancy

And the drama keeps building. I swear, some the timing of events is impeccable. This was supposed to be over. Well, I guess on my end it can already be over if I want it to be... but really, the timing is just... wah lau.

I won't write it here. I've had enough of such sap on this blog. Gonna stick to more decent sap in the future.

Yes, you're still gonna get sap. My blog. My say. HA.

But god, my bruises from dance are spectacular.

Sometimes we don't realise because we don't want to.

I'm just going to put this up briefly for record's sake.

Yesterday was a busy day, and usually that keeps my mind in a good state, but all of yesterday I felt like crying. I guess that's way I did exceptionally well for lyrical hip-hop training later that night, and after that I did feel better.

Then I stepped on a snail on the way home. And I watched it writhe under the shards of the shell. And the ants already coming round, though I suppose they were already around before that.

Yesterday, I was feeling as horrible as I did because I just recently realised how lonely I felt, and yesterday just took the cake.