777, take flight.

Today I looked at my blog dashboard. Rather unexpectedly, there are already 777 posts, and this makes the 778th post. For quite a while now, I haven't been able to write a satisfactory blog entry. I suppose until I figure out exactly why this blog is in existence, I should not be able to blog purposefully. (Duh.)

For some reason, I used to blog daily - even multiple times a day. For the same strange reasons, blogging was a very special activity because it didn't take long for it to constitute itself as a priority in my life. It also seemed that my blog was something I could turn to in literally all kinds of situation. How did the blog do it?

There have been things I've tried and tried so hard to instill into my life, but even til now still fail. Yet, I didn't even have to try to remember my blog previously. Blogging was so enchanting that it could have been inescapable. In fact, the dependency I developed towards blogging made me open up to people less when I see them and speak to them face to face.

That was then. Now, I struggle to even type a short entry. Perhaps blogging has lost its appeal as a form of personal expression, just as chit-chatting has. But why this is so, I don't really know.

I do declare this moment that scrap-booking is my new hobby, albeit its rapacious contention against my wallet. As a (to-be?) economist, I exonerate myself because scrap-booking is a significant factor of my utility function.

Anyway, that aside.

I've started on Max Lucado's "A Love Worth Giving" - I actually bought this book from SKS for my mother about a year ago and she enjoyed it a lot. Of all the books I have lined up for me, (including those that are half-read since I gave up halfway), I think the main reason I chose this book was because of its.. aesthetically pleasing book-cover! Let me get it on google...



There. So I was saying, I thought this was a really good Christian read - pretty light (not very thought-provoking so doesn't mess with your brains) and easy to read since Lucado writes rather colloquially. Basically, its about the struggle Christians face when they have to love the 'unlovable' people. I wouldn't say the book is a "life-saver" or "problem-solver", but it does bring up a long-forgotten perspective of Christian living.

I read the first 2 chapters during a 30min bus ride since the chapters are really short. (I got bus sick after that and I had to stop.) Given that my reading speed is relatively slow, I reckon an average reader would be able to finish the whole book in about a day or two.

Well, I think I've finally found the author.

A taxi driver told me, "The ministers have solved many problems for Singapore, but the problem of taxis still gives them a headache."

Dilemmas, everyone faces them.

I am not wallowing in self-pity.
I am different.
But I will be alright.

I know I got to get out of the "me-world" and integrate myself in the world around me. But howwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww?

Anyway, I really miss the UCV2206 group. By far, they've been the best people to work with. Very nice people who were accepting and encouraging. Ahhhhh, the time we spent TOGETHER in Bei Jing would be one of the best things that happened to me in this lifetime.

A greeting or a smile can change one's attitude for the day.
The lack of them can do the same, but for the worse.

I thrive on a "Hello!" and an enthusiastic facial display of welcome.

I just have to last.
I just have to focus on surviving.
I just have to stay alive.

Mark 1:23
"And there was in their synagogue a man with an unclean spirit; and he cried out."