Rainbows, ponies and stardust.

My eyes hurt from staring at the screen prolonged.
A lot emails to compose today - first to Nicole to tell her about Acts 29 (that's the pet name for our school outreach project for now), then to Mooks for the notes from our two hour long phone conference, but not before I'd spent an inordinate amount of time figuring out the best way to put PACE and shepherding groupings onto a document, and then finally, there is the gospel tract, which I must say, I am very proud of now that it's gone through a round of editing and I've put in two new pages and changed the cover concept :)

Oh-kaaay.
That's a mighty long paragraph.
It's 5.46pm and I'm taking a bus to toa payoh after this post to meet Belle. I hope 剪刀饭 has reopened by now! I'm so tired I can't even msuter up energy to be excited about our date, though Belle is totally lovely and I'm very happy to be meeting her, but it's all up in my head now, trickling very slowly down into my heart cause I'm slightly down with the flu. So glad I slept in the extra hour this morning.
Hope I recover before Xingqi and Chee Onn come back on friday.

Yinky gave me a DVD yesterday on Mother Teresa! Whooo-hooo! She rocks! That's both of them - Yinky and Mother Teresa, haha! Had the worst meal at MOS ever - seafood rice burger tastes like blanded cardboard and the milkshake tasted gross after it melted. Jeanne cheated my feelings about the seafood rice burger! Ok actually, I think we just have very different taste.

You know that feeling when you make a prediction about something which you actually don't want to happen and it really happens? Yeah, it's that feeling, and I'm feeling it now. I could do ten consecutive backflips down the stage and he'd probably still not notice.

I had red bean soup for lunch.
And a bite of bread leftover from breakfast.
I want a really good dinner.

5.53pm.
Hope the teddy bear is staring at me.
You're so innocent, Hope, and so carefree.
I wish I was like you.
Well, Hope isn't all that carefree honestly, because he's stuck sitting on the tissue box on my office table where I left him, and he can't move until I decide to move him, but I can imagine a teddy bear heaven where he'll get to run free in a really, really big grass field in breezy weather and a cornflower blue sky overhead, tugging on the string of his colourful paper kite.
Maybe that's my heaven - the one I dream of.

Tap, tap, tap.
Trying to figure out how to end this post.
Hmm...how about a cliffhanger?