I still count stars

It was too cloudy tonight for stars... but every time I come home from school at night, I love to look up and count the stars God put out for us (: It seems like God always knows what I'm thinking though... one nights I don't feel too good, God sends more stars XDD Brighter ones too. But even on good days (: The stars are there to stretch my smile (: I love stars. But I realised it wasn't because they were shiny or pretty... but because they had God's fingerprints on them (: So sue me, I'm a bloody romantic, but I feel so honored that God would take the time to create stars and make them visible at night for us (: ... even when we don't look up.

Mom used to say, "Don't look down when you're cycling! Where you look is where you go!"

Maybe I took her words a bit too seriously, but looking at the sky when you walk can be quite soothing ((: Perhaps that's what they mean to have your head 'stuck in the clouds'. But compared to looking at more glum faces around, I'd prefer to have my head where its tranquil and still (: Of course, there are times when my head is buried in my 中医基础理论课本, but we can't have our heads underwater throughout the whole swim right? And the best way to catch your breathe for the next lap is to lift your head up.

Recently though, I've been so lost in the tandem of homework coming and going that I found myself staring at the ground like everyone else. I kinda forgot to come up for air and have been knocking out without even knowing it the past few days. Then I wake up and freak because I've totally forgotten what I studied the day before. Ugh.

But its not too late to pick up the pieces ... thank God.

"Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain." - Psalms 127:1

My trust is in the Lord (: and I've learnt to let go when my strength has come to an end. I'm like a kid, hanging on to a cookie I can't have because the jar's mouth is smaller than my chubby hand. Its time to let the cookie go and get the adult to shake the jar (: Maybe I'll get more than just one cookie ^^

I still count stars ((: Not because I like stars... or that they're particularly shiny. But because they've been touched by God (: I look up to the heavens... because that's where I want to go (: What about you? Where are you looking?

ARGHH!!

I'M TIRED OF BEING FAT!!
THE FAT HAS TO GO!! -MONSTROUS ROAR-

A Runcible Spoon

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Never has nonsense made so much sense ((:
I'd like to run away some day... when no one's looking.
It won't solve my problems,
or take away any pain.
But I might become stronger if I embark on a journey and never return.
If I should return... Then maybe I'll be strong enough to slay my own Jabberwocky.