beware: childish content

You have been warned.


I think my computer is bewitched.
Such that when I switch it on when I'm feeling ok,
my whole mood freaking shoots down when my brain digests the words that appear on the screen.

Sheesh.
I've never hated the comp this badly before.
Yet I can't get off it, there's some research to do.
Col 3:23- to work hard and cheerfully at whatever I'm doing...

There's always the 'but'.
So here goes.
But, how am I supposed to work hard??
I feel like giving up what I'm doing because something else affects me.
It's like a voice telling me my efforts are freaking wasted,
burried deep beneath the earth's crust, destroyed and thrust aside,
that I should just give up on this.
Then this whole voice thingy starts to invade me and start making me feel like a rejected idiot.
My acting sucks and there is no reason why I should put on a mask at all.
one side of me just wants to scream out at something/someone, another side wants to show the hurt (if that's the right word to use) caused in the process.
You know, I'm not very good with words...
I often find myself unable to describe very extreme feelings and scenarios.

However,

And we know that in all things, God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.
Romans 8:28 (NIV)

And I know that there are people around me who genuinely care although sometimes it seems like there's none, though I feel like the worst piece of junk. Am I going to disappoint them? Above all, am I going to let my Daddy down? No, definitely not. He never gives up on me. Neither do my true friends who stayed and are staying by me till this day, without a hint of a white flag. Led by my Father, they give me the strength and everything I need to live day by day. And they know who they are.

Likewise...

..s eydess ebeB.kooberit nenalli fdluowti,uo yotya sanna wIgniht yre veuo ylle totere wIfI.koemo tstolr ettamu oywon kuoyte lannawI.eru stnecre p001m aIsihT.sdn ahs'do Gniefa serae voluo ysenoe hT.tu nreht oehtdn aemo tdlroweh tsrettam ohweno ehtto n,oN.ti mrehtah tebotgnio gtoner aeW.slia frevend oGydda Druotah tuoydni merI,syaw lasA.yppa hnahtero mebll' ew,flesd loruo yemoce botkcab emocuoye kamna ctahtfI.t nawuo yseitiraglu vehtll aesuoG.p ugnitoohso gnacti ,nwodgn igsarcsem ocgnihtyrev enehw,uo yrofsnal psahdo Gtahtd nimnira eB.erus ma I,srehtoyna mfosevile htdna efilymn iecnereffi deguhaeda muoY.t newuo yrevenehw ssenluf reehcdnathg ilthgor rboh wenoehtere wuoy,dnuor anoitauti sevitage nyrev etsoml adenru tohwen oehtere wuo Y.ssefnoco tgnihtemo sevahI.erehllitssieheveilebi.yawon ?esrevinutahtf otrapr ehtonaotd ehsinabn eebehsa h?wo nyu gtaht siere hw.pu eva grevenuo y.sevi lruofot nioptsewo lehttas urofereh tebo tdeliafr evenu oy

P.S. your own version, borrowed.

[edited to add: this has nothing to do with my parents. thanks everyone for your concern =) you guys are greatly appreciated. i will reply your tags soon alrights. meanwhile.. keep them coming =)) 30/11/06, 12.32am]