Who wrote the book on our Salvation, who covers me in Grace
Kari Jobe - I'm Singing

Hoho, it's really been a month since I updated this blog. Perhaps laziness and a bit of revision has slapped a 'dead' tag on my blog. But guess who's here to rescue neverleftbehind.bs from the grave?

I just finished my second paper (the second LAST paper) an hour ago. Well, last Saturday I probably sat for the toughest paper I have ever taken in NP. Okay, maybe it was difficult because I wasn't very prepared for it. Today's paper was less of a terror. I could attempt most of the questions except one. I hope Ms Ho will never figure that that script was mine, else, I wouldn't imagine. Aiyah, staffing strategy, why didn't it cross my mind! Haha. Okay, minus how the paper went, I'm happy cause Friday will be the last. Just have to soak in like a sponge my IR notes these 2 days.

A little late update, this 19th birthday was an awesome one!
Ms Ho (yes, the one I was hoping doesn't look at my script) secretly, with the help of Vanessa, lined up a dinner celebration. She brought some classmates and I to The American Club at Claymore. It was a very nice place and a really good dinner that's of extremely huge American portion. When the waitress walked in with the cake, I was still staring at her blankly until she placed it in front of me, then it clicked. Thank God for Ms Ho and the classmates.

On Thursday, Joy and Kimmy coordinated a really sweet surprise. Joy put JL's (smelly) jacket over my head and made me walk from Orchard MRT to Paragon. I felt so embarrassed, but Joy felt worst! The big surprise came when I saw half the table occupied by my school friends. We had a good lunch at the super-duper shiok Bakerzin! Triple 'Yay' for that; church friends, school friends, and cakes! The highlights of our lunch:
1. Taking a picture with the Baker of Bakerzin requested by ol'wise JL (just because I love the cakes at Bakerzin so much, I said I would marry the baker.)
2. Received a purple turtleneck - Classic!

Blocked out the night for time with Dad. I totally loved it when he came home with a Polar Hello Kitty Cake. I know, aww, it was the sweetest thing. We headed out to Chinatown to satify my long-time craving for frog leg porridge.

Okay, so it was a very good birthday and I was happy. How could I not be with 17 cakes (big and small) and all the well wishes.

I'm 19. And I'm thankful to God. For 19 years of grace and mercy, for the 19 years He gave me. For the 19 years of friendships and kinships. And an eternity worth of greater and better things to come. I'm grateful, and I'm singing.

It was supposed to be a short post, I wonder what happened.
I think it's because, I'm 19.