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Monday, November 27
13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. 14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
You are the first one of your kind.
I bet you'll look excellent at prom. Damn.
Yes, that is all I can come up with after a whole week.
Into something beautiful.
Guess I let myself believe
The outside might just bleed it's way in.
Coffee bean naughty, Tea leave him.
Honestly, a mere hour of sleep a night can do wonders for your perspective on life. For example, I now view the two doorknobs on my room door as being akin to conjoined twins who, through an unfortunate, er, turn of events, will never ever get to meet face to face. How's that for tragicomedy?
I'm a miracle, baby!
I don't think it's a coincidence that, nearing my 19th birthday, I actually find out the incredible details of my miraculous birth. As it is - I am, quite literally, a miracle baby.
It's almost unbelievable but at the the same time terribly comforting, to know that I am here because while surgeons were cleaning and washing out my Mummy's womb, I wasn't drained away like the incy-wincy spider all because at that very moment, I was actually a tiny egg travelling down the fallopian tube. A few days earlier and I'd be non-existent. It's also amazing that while the doctor mistakenly prescribed a drug that shouldn't have been taken by my Mummy (and, apparently, one which affects the child such that numerous gender issues are known to arise), I am fine - not perfectly, but I'm good - and I am, thankfully and clearly, a girl. (Get that smart comeback out of your head right now.)
Psalm 139:13-14
So.. You can see why, amidst thanking all the people who have blessed me today with their well-wishes, gifts, and jolly company - I'd like to thank God, most of all, for my birth and my birthday.
4 million miles away from smiles.
She didn't wait for the red man to change
And now her head feels a little strange,
"I should've waited just awhile for the green,
And saved myself from a ruptured spleen."
He answered the phone, with the funky ringtone
And savoured the polyphonic for a mite.
When the screech and the bump and the great big thump
Came, he swallowed his air bag in fright.
The man on street was waiting to meet
His lady for a cuppa tea
When he saw the calamity, with visions of prosperity,
He left and went to buy 4D.