It has no end.
My work has no end. The assignments are in. The tests are in. The exams are going to be in. Did I mention that I am involve in the graduation ceremony this year and I am left with 0 days for revision with my class. I feel rather dead although my students are rejoicing. They have no concept of fear.
It has no end.
My holidays will be spent at 3 weeks of intensive PCTE training. I heard there are loads of homework and stuff. I feel dead already. Did I fail to mention that my latest project will be held during that period, I wonder how can I be in 2 places in 1 physical body.
It has no end.
I fought with Maoster. We climbed the cliffs of deaths and we zoomed our planes. We created robots. We fired at each other and we tumble and fall. The scenes changes, the characters changes, Only one thing remains unchange - I will die and he will not. Maoster always win. And just when your realised that your last ounce of energy is going to be used up - and that you collapse and declare you are dead. Maoster shouts with renewed strength and hope. Mummy, new level. Now is level 2.
There is no end.
In Psalms 23 it says: "He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters... all I want is to lie down on my bed with clear no work mind and sleep. Just like how Maoster does every night.
February 18, 2010
Everything is like a circle....
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