The past few days have been, for lack of better word, dramatic.

What with Night Of Laughter, posting results, appeal anxiety and what not. Its funny how things work out. When a seemingly terrible event turns out to be a blessing in disguise. The Lord has kept me humble in his very own way. Its all very strange.

I find i dont have much energy these days. Yesterday, i fell asleep while Ber was preaching. But really, i couldn't tahan. Its all quite embarassing, hahaha.

I remember when i was in CJ. I kept checking my phone every 5 seconds. Missed call, sms, any thing. The fact that you're being kept on the fence is so stressful and uncertain especially with my situation. When i went back to AC after Day 1 and 2, all i could do was kiss the floor and lament about how different it was. Well, not that i really kissed it, but you know what i mean. To be fair to CJ, it really isn't a bad school! I did have fun there and made new friends. I guess in my heart though, i was always thinking of AC. You should have seen it. I'd pass people from AC PAE in CJ and we'd look at each other like "I know how you feel like" and smile. Even if we never knew them before this.

The Lord comforts us in abnormal ways. During Day 1, all i could think about was my appeal. I was so nervous you couldn't imagine it. I tried though, to meld into CJ. I said to myself, "Michelle, you might have to stay here. Enjoy yourself enjoy yourself." But there was so much of a culture shock. I did participate though. I wasn't planning on being the girl in the OG that didn't want to be there. At the most, i wasn't as talkative as i usually would have been.

We sat in the hall. I checked my phone for the 192846973265937059831092849835th time. And when i looked up, i saw this.

"Do not let your hearts be troubled
Trust in God. Trust in me."
John 14.1

There was a moment of stunned silence.

..in my head, at least.

I realised that though i had prayed over and over and over again, i didn't really trust God completely to pull me through. I knew i had to offer this whole thing up to Him if i wanted my prayers to be answered. I needed to have faith.

On Day 3, i recieved my call. It was really all quite exciting. I had gotten a missed call and called back but the user was busy, so i called back and kept calling until i heard "You have reached Anglo-Chinese Junior College-" then i hung up for who knows what reason. Stopped. Called another 102937498365274 times until i got through to the office and told them that i recieved a missed call and what my name was. The amount of immense joy i felt when the guy said, "Congratulations! Your appeal was successful!" was enough to make me explode and explode and explode. I started randomly jumping up and down outside the hall.. which was right next to the admin office. Thats not the point. The point was that i had gotten back. Heeeeck everything else.

When i rushed back to school after a 40 minute long wait at the office for the VP to let me go, i ran into LK's arms like one of those Bollywood movies. It was so wonderful to really, really be back. I'm not sure why i'm so attached to this place but i am. A smile was perpetually plastered on my face. I must have been the most annoying thing on the planet.

Of course, i was still concerened for my friends. I want everyone to come back. EVERYONE. Till tuesday babe, you still have till tuesday so don't give up.

I'm tired, but i'm so happy.

Happy and grateful.

Michelle Wong is tired but very happy and grateful.



Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

I am having such an awful, awful day.



Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

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