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Friday, May 9, 2008

Forget about telling the class about this blog. If no one bothered to for the past few months, one more week won't kill us.

Seriously! I really wanna say something, but the tendancy to sound absolutely demanding just freaks me out, you know?

Anyway, it's the weekend of the last confirmation class of which you attend as a confirmant. (Cue tissues and all that..)

Hopefully, everyone feels the want and need to get confirmed and all that..

Regarding the whole O'level chinese thingy, apparently, parents JUST found out about it.. (Man, they're fast!) But I say, WHO really would be mugging CHINESE on a Sunday night? Tell me your name and I'll scoff at your face. You won't be mugging, you'll be soaking up the last hours of what would end an otherwise ordinary weekend.

Those hours could be spent laughing and rejoicing in the knowledge that you have finally become an 'official' member of His church. Ready to grasp the strips and pieces of wisdom he has imparted to you so you can have a further understanding of what he truly is about. Have the courage to speak out, be fillial always, love and fear him, acknowledging him as our true God and.. well, counsel people, I guess. Haha.

Right... anyway, I really hope that as one class, we leave a legacy behind that remains unforgettable. (Actually, I'm sure we already did.)

Loving you guys always,

Stephanie

11:24 PM


My Garden

A class of youth, struggling to place themselves in a future that seems too distant and alien.

Sometimes, plants grow

joan
steph
tiara

And so, we look back


October 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
August 2008
October 2008

Thinking of the present


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1. Please include your name, because as much as we like to pretend we are psychic, we are not.
2. Please do not erase anything from the former posts especially those not written by you. This is rude, people.
3. Please write with seemingly objective views. I say seemingly because sometimes, subtlty works too. (:

Telling our friends


That we thank them


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