Before the throne

Before the throne of God above

I have a strong, a perfect plea

a great High Priest whose name is Love

who ever lives and pleads for me

My name is graven on His hands

My name is written on His heart

I know that while in heav'n He stands

no tongue can bid me thence depart

When Satan tempts me to despair

and tells me of the guilt within 

upward I look and see Him there

who made and end of all my sin

Because a sinless Saviour died

My sinful soul is counted free

For God the Just is satisfied

to look on Him and pardon me

Behold Him there the risen Lamb

My perfect spotless righteousness

the great unchangeable I Am

the King of Glory and of Grace

One in Himself I cannot die

my soul is purchased with His blood

My life is hid with Christ on High

with Christ my Saviour and my God

i wish there'd be more *GOOD* remakes of hymns.

too many fruitless hours in the ACS(I) chapel coupled with an immature mind to comprehend the lyrics I now find 'high class' and 'arty farty' but generally really beautiful and poetic.

and it rhymes!

yomama

YOMAMA SKIN SO BAD SHE GAVE FREDDY KREUGER NIGHTMARES

sorry just had to let it out. dunno why i suddenly thought of this in the shower 2 days ago.

another sidenote: Wawa pissed on my mum's bed. more specifically, the blanket. the funny thing is that my dad didn't even scold wawa at all, but immediately remarked that my mom must have treated wawa badly(which isn't exactly true, she just doesn't treat wawa as good as the rest of us do). 

this is so remarkable. wawa throwing tantrums and bringing 'piss off' to a whole new and much more literal level.

laxatives

what do certain people and laxatives have in common? they irritate the s**t out of you. 

this past week has been rather horrible as far as my mood has been concerned. perhaps most of it came from continuously thinking of things said at my expense. and i know how some people are gonna say i'm too sensitive, but honestly sensitivity and maturity is needed on their part as well. 

when i'm annoyed i'll voice it out to someone else in a joking manner.

when i'm really annoyed i'll shut up and sit out. 

i'm annoyed now, but it's ebbing. 

i'm desperate too. WHERE ARE ALL THE PRETTY GIRLS??? DEFINITELY NOT NEAR ME AND NOT TALKING TO ME! 

a day in the life of the Tan family's chihuahua

6am: wake son up to open the door
6.05am:bug the father for breakfast
6.15am: scratch at son's door to be carried in and go back to sleep on son's bed(now that the son has found work, daughter takes place, if not, go to own bed and sleep)
6.20am-12pm: sleep/keep low profile lest grandma scolds for absolutely no reason at all
12pm: bug anyone and everyone for extra lunch
1pm: back to afternoon nap in own bed
6.30pm: greet son when he comes back from work, follow son around until father and mother arrive
7.30pm: greet father and mother. remember to treat father badly by barking very loudly
7.30pm: bug people for extra dinner. father is most likely to relent, followed by son, then grandmother.
8pm: dash upstairs and proceed to bark madly at father again. exercise a bit by playing catching with anyone who will play(usually the father)
10pm: start bugging son to open door. must be carried in by son so as to maintain high level of class and respect.
11pm: sleep on son's bed. walk over son a few times to make sure he does not go to sleep peacefully.