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Adeline Adella
Discovery is a Process...


Monday, December 22, 2008



Ecclesiastes 3:1
Everything Has Its Time
To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven




Within a week, late night at Tantric, Attica Too, Tabs and Butterfactory...
Now i've experienced "Having too much fun, it's not fun after all"



Those catchy top chart music doesn't seems to catch me now...
The aftermath of Dancing too much...aches...hahaha



Rest is needed...:)
There's a time for everything...
Maybe this is a good time for me to reflect on 2008
A time to quiet down my soul with some good books...




I awed by the acceptance of people that God has...

Different kind of people but still the same acceptance and LOvE...









The healthy being craves an occasional wildness,

a jolt from normality, a sharpening of the edge of appetite,

his own little festival of Saturnalia, a brief excursion from his way of life.

~Robert Maclver