“In time of trouble . . . He shall set me upon a rock.”

-Psalms 27:5-

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Dear Lord,

Thank you so very much for motivating me the past few days. Please now keep the devil of recess week at bay and help everyone stay focused on what they have to do. Help everyone to recall what they have to recall and guide them in such a way that they do not forget what they have learnt.

Thank you so very much!

Amen.

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It’s 4am in the morning! What am I doing?
Goodness. I’m scared. So very scared.
How can I possibly finish every single topic in one week? At the rate that I’m going, it seems unlikely. Impossible. Ahhh… God save me!!

Physical Pharmacy and Principle Properties of Drug Action are killer modules! I have no idea what the notes are talking about and I have no idea what am I supposed to know = instant death. Plus, there’s no web cast!! Ahhh…

-sobs sobs-

I now wonder what on earth have I been doing. I’m like throwing my life away!!

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The sky rumbled and growled, announcing the arrival of the impending storm which threatens to explode onto earth. The winds howled and screamed relentlessly, sending chills down the spine of everyone’s back. The curtains behind her flew and flapped noisily with the winds, sending all the papers on the table flying into an upheaval mess. Her hair started to stand on ends as she shivered in the cold. Gosh! The weather sure changes without any warning, she thought.

Seated around the table were 3 of her friends. Like her, they were rubbing their hands together, wondering what on earth caused the sudden drop in temperature. Just a few seconds before, the temperature was cooling and comforting providing; just the perfect environment to study in. Who would have guessed that the weather would turn against them, seemingly urging them to head to bed?

Wooo!! Another gust of wind blew the curtains with such vigour that the entire curtain flew into the comm. Hall, engulfing K who was seated just in front of the curtains. The leaves rustled and raindrops started pelting down onto earth. Everyone was suddenly silent in contrast to racket with which the torrent was making. The deafening silence seemed to have settled for eternity before K suddenly threw up his hands in mock surrender.

“Ah! This is scary! I do not want to sit here!”

With that, K immediately got up and ran round the table, all the way opposite, leaving her alone to fight a losing battle with the curtains. The fact that the curtains were red did not really help matters either. Frowning, she stared at K, wondering how can a BIG guy like him be scared, and more importantly, how could he have left her there to fend for herself!!

“Argh!” she thought to herself, scolding K silently under her breath at the same time. Subconsciously, she could not help but kept glancing at the curtain that loomed behind her. Various images of the worst possible scenarios started to flash across her mind, drawing adrenaline through her blood which coursed through every single vein. Her heart thumped rapidly against her rib cage, and cold sweat started to form across her forehead.

Around the table, her friends started discussing about the paranormal world. As she listened on, goosebumps started becoming apparent on her skin. A strange feeling overwhelmed her - that prickling feeling that one sometimes feels crawling up one’s back. She trembled in fear. How she wished that could stop their nonsense and get on with their work! The fact that it was 5am in the morning simply aggravated the situation further.

Within an hour, the torrent unleashed all its power onto earth. It was merciless. The temperature dropped even further. The noise level increased. The discussion intensified. Suggestions to look up videos online were thrown and were hastily rejected by her. No way was she going to join them in their indulgence for the nonsensical.

“I think I’ld rather discuss about pie and sigma bonds rather than this..” she piped up from her position.

Everyone nodded in agreement. There was this unspoken fear that everyone harboured, but still, the topic was too interesting to forego. What’s more, the ghoulish atmosphere made everyone’s imagination run wild. Curiosity kept everyone going, with inquisitiveness over-empowering the creeps that everyone was having. Thus, their mental acquisitiveness drove the discussion on.

Time waits for no Man. Soon, it was 7 am. Breakfast was in half an hour’s time. Still, she had to print out the report that was due at noon that day, and she had to wake J up from his slumber. After saying her excuses, she slowly trudged back to her room. Rain splattered everywhere. Even the sheltered walk way was not spared. Huddling herself tightly, she cautiously made her way through the water maze, side stepping every puddle. Alas, despite taking the smallest steps that she possibly could, she was still drenched waist down.

As she made her way back, her thoughts still lingered on the conversation she had earlier with her friends and wondered if all that were true.
Are ghosts really devils sent by Satan? (Gosh, I’m freaking out since I’m typing this at 4:44am!!)

She shook herself out of her stupor as she realized that she was standing in front of her room. Laughing, she realized that the sun was already starting to peek as the sky lightened. No matter how dark a day is, the sun will always be around the corner, waiting to bathe the earth with its warmth.

That, was an uneventful yet interesting night spent at the comm. Hall.

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“With men it is impossible; but to God all things are possible.”

-Matthew 19:26-