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FINALLY!

oh my iwncuhsebichwalij tian. i can finally blog. for heaven's sake, i've been wanting to post since like don't know when. but i've no idea what's wrong with blogger. yes, i THINK there is a problem with it, though they claim that it's due to our server's problem. -.- LOL. but WOOHOO, at least their status help or something is of help (: i appreciate it though. okay, whoever comes over the same problem too. please don't panic or whatsoever. (well, i did too, and freakingly clicked on the refresh button for don't know how many thousand times -.- ) accordingly to the "guide", you have to clear your cache and cookies.


what the hell is that?! CATCH NO BALLS -.- :D


okay. i don't know what cache and cookies mean too, AT FIRST. alright. i shall your little easy blogger guide. im not too sure. but i did it only once and it worked! (: what i did was, go to TOOLS and then INTERNET OPTIONS. there's one part which says " BROWSING HISTORY". click on the "Delete.." thing and delete all the TEMPORARY INTERNET FILES. and VOILA! (:


YAY. i can blog((((:



alright. why im being a technician over here. sound so kuku la can.

i nearly died horribly this morning alright. seriously. try tolerating an excruciating cannot-even-tolerate-and-if-tolerate-one-sec-will-faint stomach pain. try tolerating it for MORE THAN AN HOUR, and see whether you can make it alive out of it. I WAS DYING OKAY. for more than one hour, in the super cold lecture theatre, trying to hold on to stop that horrible pain was, like a sick person running 2.4km. i dashed out straight after lecture ended. man. you don't know how happy i was when i heard " okay. lecture will end today" BEAMS! what a morning.

and in the afternoon we had another tutorial lesson with that same teacher this morning. (not to forget that fiona, hannah and me were late for lecture) tutorial was supposedly to be at 3 but it was pushed up to 200pm. TWOpm i say. but haha, i don't know how she read it, carole read off the msg to be 2pm AT FIRST then became 3pm. so when i was happily eating my chicken chop while the others are doing their OBC tutorial worksheets, carole got a call. "HEY! where you guys?? Tutorial's started. "


!!!!!!!!!


okay. yes. our reaction was O.O. LOL. and I DIN GET TO EAT MY CHICKEN CHOP HAPPILY. :D i was gobbling like some glutton, for goodness sake. and fiona was nice to say " CHILL. eat your chicken chop peacefully" "i want to drink my ice mocha peacefully TOO " LOL! dong can. but yes. THANKS FIONA (: for volunteering to wait for me and asked the rest to go first. LOL. such a sweety(: i appreciated it. then carole was like sayin that she'll take the rap cos she didn't read the msg carefully. IT'S OKAY, CAROLE (: haha. and haw, we were late. but the teacher's in nature a really nice person. and when i say nice, it's super uber fantastically nice. (when she's not angry)



the day ended quite nice though. chatted with fiona and den at flavours canteen. and it feels happy(:


i don't know what went through your mind to make that 180degree change in attitude. but (: i was surprised and aprreciated, really alot. i'll give you more time definitely. because knowing that someone's doing it just for you means a whole lot different. there's a difference. it feels different.

this reminded me of something that hit me and came across my head during cell on sunday. Petrina was going through about what it means to love God? yes. i love God. but it was said in Bible that if you don't love the people around you but you still claim that you love God, that's a lie. this scripture from the Bible suddenly jus enlightened me somehow. I don't know if it's that He's telling me something about His reason for me. But i just suddenly came to know that i have to love you, in order for me to have the right to say that i love Him. i don't know how am i suppose to go about doing it, but the truth jus surface itself inside of me.


stupid. i've got to do my HAP and im here blogging -.-


but just want to end off with this sweet little quote that emily was furiously punching them into her phone.

Love is not finding someone to live with, but it's finding someone you can't live without.