I haven't.
Gosh, today was a long day.
Started with church. I was very tired, and was desperately tried to find a way to stay awake. Thank God for Divinia today, really. Without her, I might have missed the sermon.
After that, Divinia, Choon Hiang and I went for an awesome lunch at Macs. It has been a while since I had lunch with Deevee, and it was great. We had so much fun, taking random photos, thinking up random names, and practically doing anything that was deemed random. That is, my friends, the very description of a fantastic afternoon out with friends.
After which, I went to Queensway to buy my new school shoes. I initially gave myself a time limit of 1 hour to buy them. Then, I remembered the school socks I was suppose to pick up ASAP, so I rushed over to get them at Shaw Centre. Came back at 4.40pm, when I was suppose to get back at 4. Argh. I got a bit impatient with the shoes, because I couldn't find any nice sport shoes with practically NO colour on the top (since my school has to be so strict hrrumph). I was so desperate, I called up reshma for advice. Still settled for shoes EXACTLY like Janice's due to lack of time, because I already made up my mind the first day she came to school with them that I liked them, so that didn't take much thought. But it was still considered a last resort.
After which, my sister and I fooled around because there wasn't any time left to cook anything, so we decided to have steamboat. We went grocery shopping at Coral, got my misc shopping done there, then came back to prepare. That was followed by Dinner at 7, and finally, family time.
And that was my day. Am so tired. My silly dad decided to play a recording of Du Bist Die Ruh, the song I sang last night. I can clearly distinguish the part I forgot my lyrics, and ended up singing gibberish. Geh. Such a disgrace to the german-speaking in the crowd.
Would kiss my father if I could, but I have a terrible tummy ache, so I rather not (please don't make me explain why).
Du bist die Ruh, D. 776
Friedrich Rückert (1788-1866)
Du bist die Ruh,
Der Friede mild,
Die Sehnsucht du
Und was sie stillt.
Ich weihe dir
Voll Lust und Schmerz
Zur Wohnung hier
Mein Aug und Herz.
Kehr ein bei mir,
Und schließe du
Still hinter dir
Die Pforten zu.
Treib andern Schmerz
Aus dieser Brust!
Voll sei dies Herz
Von deiner Lust.
Dies Augenzelt
Von deinem Glanz
Allein erhellt,
O füll es ganz!
Translation
by Lynn Thompson
You are peace,
The mild peace,
You are longing
And what stills it.
I consecrate to you
Full of pleasure and pain
As a dwelling here
My eyes and heart.
Come live with me,
And close
quietly behind you
the gates.
Drive other pain
Out of this breast
May my heart be full
With your pleasure.
The tabernacle of my eyes
by your radiance
alone is illumined,
O fill it completely!