stuffed full of stuffin days

Can it be that half our semester is over? What happy times we've already shared! Strangers becoming acquaintances; acquaintances becoming friends; friends becoming siblings--the running minutes like a gallery of memories, with blessings burgeoning in belligerent brilliance.

The days are stuffed so full of stuffin' that dusk has had a tough time zipping up the seams of radiance. Who would've guessed at the crisp break of day, that laughter and joyful noise, dancing and clapping hands, profound truths and incredible stories, bike rides and char-siu bao's would splash on us their sloshy splendour? All gifts from the good hands of God: yesterday, today, and all the tomorrows. Praise the Lord, O my soul, let all that is within me praise His Holy Name. How majestic is Your Name above all the earth!