She was elusive.
She was today. She was tomorrow.
She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower,
the flitting shadow of an elf owl.

We did not know what to make of her.
In our minds we tried to pin her to corkboard like a butterfly,
but the pin merely went through
and away she flew.
- Jerry Spinelli

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How much is that doggy in the window
Woof woof
The one with the waggely tail
How much is that doggy in the window
Woof woof
I do hope that doggy's for sale

I don't want a bunny or a kitty
I don't want a parrot that talks
I don't want a bowl of little fishes
He can't take a goldfish for walks
You can call it love at the first tune; my love with Jars of Clay begun with this song.

There's more that rises in the morning than the sun
And more that shines in the night than just the moon
There's more than just this fire here that keeps me warm
In a shelter that is larger than this room

And there's a loyalty that's deeper than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs that I can sing
Stuff of Earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver of all good things

So if I stand let me stand on the promise that you will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You
So if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home

And there's more that dances on the prairies than the wind
And more that pulses in the ocean than the tide
There's a love that's fiercer than the love between friends
More gentle than a mother's when her baby's at her side

And there's a loyalty that's deeper than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs that I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes for the allegence
I owe only to the Giver of all good things

So if I stand let me stand on the promise that You will pull me through
And if I can't let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home

So if I stand let me stand on the promise You will pull me through
And if I can't let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home

And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for home
Blah blah, I've moved to the USA and then blah blah, school started blah blah blah, anyway, here I am now, wondering why I reacted the way I did. Two days ago for instance, a group of friends were saying that they do not like this other friend of mine. Without thinking much, I automatically said that I, too, disliked that person. Although he is not perfect, it does not necessarily mean that I do not like him. In fact, I stand on a neutral ground, neither liking or disliking him. Later on that day, another group of friend was talking bad about the person stated above (the one who said that he does not like the other guy).

Err... let's put it this way:
1. There's the first group of friend [which from this point onward shall be referred as Group #1]
2. There's also the guy that Group #1 dislikes [Person A]
3. The guy who brought up the topic about not-liking-Person A [Person B]
4. Lastly there's the second group of friend [Group #2]

Anyway, group #2 was talking bad about Person B and guess what I did? I agreed with them, uncanny isn't it? True, Person B is not a very likeable person but hey, he did not do anything bad to me. I think he's just like the first person, neither good nor bad in my eyes.

Another thing is that my mother was calling me in front of my friends and I realized that I don't like talking on the phone in front of people or rather having them hear what I say on the phone. I mean... the phone conversation is meant to be private right? Another tactless deed of mine came to place here. I ended up getting agitated and my annoyance was expressed very well through my voice. Horrible. Hope that my mom won't get offended by it... I did it twice by the way, back in front of everyone and in the privacy of my own room just now... well, I'm not so sure about the privacy part as my roomate (had she happen to be home) might be able to hear it.
Let's run through the highlight of these past few days:
I've flown from Singapore to Jakarta for 3 weeks vacation, returned back here, caught the Phantom of the Opera on the cinema (more about that later) and am going to move in approximately four days. Oh and I'm breathing through my nostrils now!

We'll start with the breathing thing since it's ze most exciting (and disgusting - that reminds me, Horrible Science is such a wonderful series). For as long as I can recall, I've always had perpetual 24/7 alternate blocked nose, thus forcing me to breathe through my mouth like a fish out of the waters desperately gasping for air. Yesterday I went to this orthorhinolaryngosomethingsomething person which practically translate to a ears, nose and throat specialist-doctor-person. Gosh, I'm getting to be so ambiguous lately. What I'm saying is, the doctor checked on me and gave this medication and just like magic, it works! Ok, so the blocked nose doesn't stay cleared throughout the day and I've still got those medicine-less days in front of me but so far, this has been splendid indeed! Wheee, I'm breathing through my nostrils! *dances some incoherent moves*.

I shall save my elongated babbling about Phantom of the Opera for some other time, I've got loadsa packing to do meanwhile.

Phoebe Pauline Valentine Kribben Sugiharto 朱宝玲, B.S.
110888
Eldest of 3
UCSD Psychology, class of 2008
University of Cambridge, King's College, summer of 2007
TKSS, class of 2004
ICHS, class of 2006, left on 2001
San Diego, California

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