oh look. its janel's blog.
The Introduction - because apparently some thought i never updated this.
its us again
i changed the picture again.
i know it looks weird, but come on. its an amateur attempt. give some credit.
in this blog, i blog about my daily life, and certain rants on how little things irk and annoy me.
welcome, to janelleys-world.
well firstly i thought that i want to change my blog to livejournal [because some people are continually trying to convince me to change], but i changed my mind.
this blog lasted more than 200 entries, a proud record, i must say, at the rate of how people are always changing their blogs nowadays.
but i'm not known well enough, i dont even suscribe to nuffnang [i might someday. just not now.]
so yea. enjoy reading, whatever nonsensical things i write or say or blurt out. dont kill me with your sharp words on your own blogs if i write what i want
[its called a guilty conscience.].
i write what i want, and i'm not taking them off, from now on. unless its really stupid.
and if you're this extremely chinese twit wondering and trying to garner a lot of enemies against me due to my total hate for twits, then it wont work, unless you have my password.
which you dont have, so that's too bad for you.
(:
your life sucks.
pinchysweet@hotmail.com if you want to give me janelhatemail. dont destroy my tagboard.
love, janel.
ps: if you're putting an ad on my tagboard, click it
ONCE.
i'll check it out, dont worry. i have too much time on my hands anyway.
people love me.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
i just talked to char about this whole church issue.
and i cried while talking to her.
i mean. thinking about everything again.
my possible decision to change church. my hesitation because i just cant let go of lync, no matter how much i want to.
the guilt of running away without telling anyone the reason.
except char.
i cried about the kylie-got-kicked-in-her-back accident.
i cried about tess. i dont know what she replied. i dont know.
i cried about my jealousy against her. why cant i ever be funny/kind/smart/clever/fun/loving/caring as her
i cried about not fitting into this whole thing.
i cried that i could tell someone about it. my cell leader.
char, i love you so much. thank you so much for the talk.
i'm at this point now on the road. the y-section.
one says st andrews.
one says join weers and limei at city harvest.
and i reached this place and i dont know what to choose.
city harvest is so good. i went to weers's cell that time.
the whole group was so friendly.
and i keep hearing weers tell me so much about it. all the things in there.
a total opposite of st andrews.
and there's st andrews.
i grew up there.
i knew God there.
i have lync. i used to love it so much i gave my all to the cell, to the group.
but then this happened.
where? where God? where do i go now?
where can i grow? where can i be a good christian?
you put me in st andrews.
but i'm like david from the christmas play.
i'm running away, from lync, because i cant see myself being part of lync anymore.
i used to go out with tess for lunch last time, because i feel so extra if i just went by myself.
and we would always stay together. close friends.
but now we're drifting.
and minghui. i feel like i'm drifting away from her too.
i know her so much, i love her so much, but my jealousy just puts me away.
i'm just crying now as i write this.
i hate myself for being so jealous. for not being a good friend. for moodswinging whenever i hear cutting remarks that i dont belong.
it justs further cuts the point that i'm not part of lync.
i keep praying. i keep praying that everything will just fall into place.
and i'll be waiting for your answer, God.
this entry is for you.
just help me Lord.
over and out 7:59 AM
PROFILE
i am janel.
i am so boring.
i love rotten socks, grubby sneakers, colourful dancing unicorns in the bin, and hiding the rainbow away.
i'm just joking.
i like yellow. i like green. i like orange. i like my mummy. i like my brother. i like my besties [you know who you are, dont come hunting me down asking, "is it me? is it me?", i like my youth group. i like my blanket. and my bolster. they smell so nice. i like my bag. i like liking someone. i like being annoying. i like talking. i like everyone. everyone's my best friend. really. i lubb you.
that's all.
Y,
janel.
ps: i hate smelly feet, and dirty clothing. yuck.
WISHLIST
i want to go to SP. singapore poly. i want to take my favourite course. i want to get 11 points for o levels. i want to get a job. i want to go shopping. i want to travel overseas. i want to sleep in all day. i want to go tanning. i want to celebrate my birthday with all my wonderful best
fwens. i want to be smart. i want to run 1km and not feel tired. i want to grow thin. i want to keep eating macdonalds and not gain 2kg like i just did because i did the said eating macdonalds extremely often [lets just say 6 days a week's normal for me.]
any problems?
