Getting the "I" out of your eye. [adapted from Max Lucado, a Love worth Giving]

Get your self out of your eye, by getting your eye off your self. Quit staring at that little self, and focus on your great SAVIOUR.


You have a ticket to heaven no thief can take,
An eternal home no divorce can break.

Every sin of your life has been cast to the sea.
Every mistake you've made is nailed to the tree.

You're blood-bought and heaven-made.
A child of God-forever saved.

So be grateful, joyful-for isn't it true?
What you dont have is much less than what you do.
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alright, i'm left with 20 cents for this whole week. how? hmm..i wonder..and the worst is, yesterday, my sis ate my food away, so did my dad. urgh. how great. and i realised that my family is not a support system. a family is supposed to be a support system. why ain't my family like that? i really wonder. i feel like a fool man.

today i was supposed to meet Ronald. but he wants to play lan games, and besides, if we go out, there's nothing we can do..haiz...he found a job, but why can't i? because i can't commit to TCC? yeah...even if i work there, i will be struggling man..

oh no! i dream of someone's dad. and i wonder whose dad is that. i've never seen him before, and i know i wont see him in my life. and i really wonder who he is. i know it is my friend's dad. but i juz dont know whose one is it. and the thing is, i can remember that i dreamed about it, but i can't remember what is it about. strange...very strange.

people say that you should never wash dirty linen in public. and everytime i've blogging about my family online. am i very bad to do so? or am i not? which is justifiable? things ain't how it used to be. parents turning into enermies. it makes me feel like i'm going on a war. everyday. and now, i'm having cold war with my dad. urgh. juz wat is wrong man? and why is he such a psychotic man, that he juz has this obsession about throwing things away? my effort in making the book, my memories, everything...is gone, thanks to him. and well, he took away stuff as well..for his own benefit. and now, its official. no more doubts or whatsoever. it becomes a fact, not an opinion of mine anymore. now mum start to thinks that what i said in the past is true, and not juz based on the weak opinion of mine, but this weak opinion of mine, has become a strong fact, she experienced it herself. yeah, at last, there's justice. now i understand why she blames me for that pro-choice thing. must be thanks to him. and i always get the blame. oh well.


its been going to a year since i last watched movie, i guess. i couldn't think of the last movie that i've last watched. this shows how pathetic that i am. or modern days language, broken english.."no life"...i've been trying to save and save and skim and such...in the end, i become like what i am today. cornered. and to my horror, someone in the family knows that password. from 3 digit it turns to 2 digit. and i'm dead. dead meat. its about 500 over dollars we are talking about right here. and i'm dead, so dead. i pray that mum wont found out about this man. urgh.