Phew...

Yeah! I finished my OB report! Woot! Though not of the best quality I think but I suppose it is the best that my puny little brain can churn out. The word limit is suppose to be like 2,500 words and I kinda finished it in like erm... 2,144. Well done eh? Well, it's a puny brain you know? Especially after having woken up at 4am on Wednesday, 3am on Thursday and then (C.M.I.) 6:45am today just to try to complete the stupid report, I reckon its punier than ever. And brain cells can't regenerate! Oh man..

Anyway, just want to have a slight breather before I start thinking about the next few things I need to do. Reminds me of what one of my project mates said: "I know how NBS can market itself. 'If you don't want to study, come to NBS!' Because all we do is work, work, work and MORE work..."

Recently have been listening to "Beautiful Seed" by Corrinne May. Really love this song.

Beautiful Seed
I can fill the darkness with just one flash of light
Break the the silence with just one word
Warm the fire-started revolution
One that can save the world

On the steps of Washington sprinkled like confetti
Thousands of people sing "We shall overcome"
The preacher shouts: "Let freedom ring"
He gave his life for what he believed

Chorus
You can be a witness
You can be a prophet
You can make the whole world believe
Break the strongest fortress
Change the way the world thinks
You can build a bridge where foes can meet
Hope for the future
Shout it, don't whisper
Dreams are what we make them to be
There is hope in every heartbeat
Tiny as it seems
You're a beautiful seed

She's a pastor's daughter
She's only 16
But her heart and her belly are breaking at the seams
Her boyfriend blames her
He wants to pay for the doctor to wash it away
As she lays in the hospital
A Christmas choir is singing
About a child in a manger fragile and small
"Unto us is born a Savior"
She looks at her baby and cries
As she sings him a lullaby

(Chorus)

Every hope, every power lies in the heart of a seed that flowers
Intertwined all across the land
We're all seeds in the maker's hand

God, I know that you have planted me here to do something in these 3 years. Still not sure what it is. But until then, I will just keep persevering in the things I do for you.

2 Corinthians 4: 7-12
"But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus' sake, so that his life may be revealed in our mortal body. So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you."

Not my will, but Yours be done.