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Tuesday, January 13, 2009
" Open up my eyes to the things unseen. ; 9:00 PM "

After a day of lessons I'm barely catching, a 15 minute lunch break, a 2 hour long drawing process of random objects, and dance blocking in the hall, where people seem to be immune to what I say or do. Yes, I just don't know how to react.

And as I'm mulling it over, my brother comes and gives his my mum and i his worst attitude. I tell you, I'll become the President of Russia before he starts showing me respect. And even if I do get to become the President of Russia, I think he'll be indifferent.

Well, I got cable today. (: Yeee-ah. But I don't really have the time and luxury to embrace it. I finish up at school around 6pm everyday.

Class people, CNY decorations please. yes, anyone wants to pass get well cards to Mrs Tan, our dearest Mrs Tan, you can pass them to me. My mum can pass them to her if she gets to pass by her ward.

We're going to be without the awesomest science teacher, for a month. I'm going to pray with the entire class tomorrow for Mrs Tan's health. Let's lead the class in prayer man!

My mum's a good person. She's done a great job parenting. I wonder why Justin turned out like this. I'm trying ever so hard to control my very short temper for the whole time. but he can trigger it off in a snap. And he calls it "Pulling a Caitlin"


He makes it way too easy to make me angry. I'm not satisfied with myself. I'm finding it so hard to control myself, and I know I'm letting God down, I know I'm sinning, I know I can't forgive myself. But he makes it so hard. Right now he's breathing down my neck, just testing my patience.

I need to do it. But its so hard. I know this is a trial. Patience put to the test. My target. I will get there. Eventually. As you see my facebook status : Caitlin is trying harder.

Trying harder to cope with stress, trying harder to deal with my time, trying hard to be a good leader, trying hard to satisfy people, trying harder to satisfy myself, trying harder to be grateful, trying harder to control my temper, trying harder not to let my parents down, trying harder to be a faithful daughter of Christ.

Yes trying harder. Not child labour, david.



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