my hotmail is down, and i feel really frustated at it.
man, imagine getting so pissed off at an inanimate piece of technology.
gave up trying to fix it after 1.5hours. pfft.
this is a little plea of mine to any reader here who might miraculously know the solution to my problem. basically i can read emails and download attachments, but i can't type any outgoing emails. for one thing my rich text function is disabled/greyed out/can't be clicked on. same goes for the textbox where you type your email in. mouse clicks don't work and hence i can't type. can't click on any of those font or bold or line spacing functions at the top of the box too.
i really pray that this is temporary, and really temporary at that.
ah really bad mood now.
but, this super nice song somewhat makes up for it.. =)
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Who Am I - Casting Crowns
Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.
Bridge:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.Chorus:
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.I am yours.
Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.
I am yours.
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
I am yours..
I am yours..