sunday morning

if there is always room for improvement, can anything ever be done to your best ?
i dont mean that in a pessimistic manner, more like, how's 'best' supposed to be gauged ?

random stuff. zonked again, as usual.

caregroup shouldnt be a dumping ground for emotional baggage.
i wish i didnt have to hear about it that way, but i'm glad i know it, anyway.
your business proposal is attractive, and i wont deny that the money is a pull factor (but then again, money can be gotten in a variety of ways, no ?), but what matters even more is the other more lasting, intangible benefits.
you people drive me so crazy i want to strangle yall sometimes (trust me, its sooo tempting), but well, i love you in spite of myself.
talking to mr and mrs ng is.. interesting.
my classmates love calling me estella, they think its snazzy. its got a nice ring to it. takes awhile to get used to it, though.
i'm getting too tired too often. really have to re-organise my life.
thank God for long weekends.
and for my caring mummy. (and daddy, duh)
and answered prayers, over and over.
and people who care, even when we're in different ministries and different life stations.
little things do matter.

okay. zonked. out i go. choir auditions tmr ! first thing that really freaks me out. my voice quivers when i sing. HAHAHA. i'll probably cover my eyes/face the wall or someth.