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Thank God for Magic Tape

I foresee that my white cupboard will be covered with schedules, time-tables, inspirational sayings and sermons, & stuff like 'what are you looking here for, focus on ur revision!!!'. Lol... thank God for magic tape ;D love 3M.

3;( kinda bad sign though that I'm always eating away into my sleeping time... i always get too much into multi-tasking that i lose my FOCUS. Hum... must dig out Pst's notes & review them tmr. =)

Today's in-store training was good. It's the first real hands-on experience since I've finished 99% of my theoretical stuff (the Starbucks bible they hand out to trainees is around 2 inches thick believe u me). Haha... I really realize I still am pretty uptight about new stuff - I get that from my parents I believe. But it says something abt Starbucks when your partner would say: So far, everything you're doing is correct. You just gotta relax, HAVE FUN!

Lol.. though the pay isn't ideal in the sense that other jobs like tutoring rakes in the money, I'm glad I'm in something I can believe in 100% & will help me grow. ;D Even now, in my 3rd wk, I've learnt so much from e ppl there!

Anyway, pretty psyched abt what God is doing in my family. I guess it's the working hours & how my parents have taken to staying over at my grandfather's to accompany him - we don't see each other much, but it helps that we aren't yelling or getting stressed up over small things anymore. These days, there's a lot more 'take care please~', 'jonny not back yet?', 'have u eaten yet?' etc. instead of silences, or offense taken when we use the wrong tone and all that. I'm glad: i take it as a sign that my parents not only trust us to be able to take care of ourselves & manage our time, but they are trusting that we are going the right way, doing the right things, committed to the right stuff... and that means a lot to me. There was once a time when trivial stuff like church politics, or not seeming to appreciate their cooking, or just not being home enough AKA 'treating this house like a hotel', could get everyone upset. But it's really more of thinking abt how the other's feeling, the fact that everyone's tired and wants some rest and affirmation, & just being emotionally freer to express it. =D Really thank God for that. Who else, tell me, can work that change? Hmm? Lol...

Yea.. Jonny's got 2 job prospects. =) I'm so pleased that our positive confessions and encouragements that being deaf isn't anything to be ashamed of, & to not be defensive about our shortcomings, have come to fruition. That God came through while we were holding on & believing, & allayed our worries. No problem, I know God will take care of my bro & my family. Change, especially ones that really needs faith, takes a while. But it happens. U just gotta believe, and not be a peace-hoper, but a peace-MAKER.

Jonathan... Lol... I got my addiction to reading from him, as well as a short-burst interest in martial arts.


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