September 11
aiyo.. very tired now. it’s only 2230 & i feel like sleeping. in the morning, i did the list on "bondages". although i didn’t circle a lot of the listed bondages, it’s the depth not the breadth that matters. Then i started to read "Reaching for the Invisible God" again cos its English was quite hard to understand for me when i read it the 1st time. but the more i read, the more i wonder if i really know who’s God…
then i went to TCT to help out the SM2 performance makeup before heading NTU. took a cab cos legs were tired & no direct bus. the cabbie said he travel a longer route & took $10 from me only instead of $13. blessed be him who bless others. 
i cleaned up my room, bathed, did laundry, cleared emails & stuff..
bEn suddenly sms us to pray for loved ones as dengue rate rises. then i confessed that i think i’m the one who passed the flu/cold virus to kymie as i’ve been having it for the month of August. forgotten that babies are less immune. gotta make up with more prayers. then i recalled the incident 13 years ago in my old Bedok room… my 10-year-old-kid suggestion almost caused me to be a foetus killer. Wah.. harsh word hor? "killer"… haha, or "murderer" since the corpse choppers have been making headlines this year. ok, maybe i should stop thinking this way… so naturally my train of thoughts will go towards the direction of "self blame". sigh… poor little Fione who always tortures herself like that. I’m sure God didn’t create her to be this way… something is wrong. something needs to be transformed.
wa~ received a call from mom before i bathed, checking my whereabout. quite sorry that she’s alone at home… plus she sounds "lonely" that i’m not at home. aiyo, my heart~
wa, so many attacks today… no wonder so tired. wanna cry also got no chance cos someone came to visit me in room. today’s September 11 too~ sigh.
