Don't Waste Your Life

Life's a journey - don't forget to unpack.

Where it all meets

Perhaps then, it is at the cross of Christ that we find what we crave for most deeply in this world. Love and sacrifice, justice and mercy, faithfulness and grace. It is at the cross of Christ that all these meet, and if we dig deep enough into the core of our being, we will find that these are the things we will live and die for. - Me

To you, my reader. :)

There, look on me, so that you may not praise me beyond what I am; there, believe me, not others, about myself; there, attend to me and see what I have been in myself, through myself. - St Augustine

SMS-es

Hmm.. i'm gonna write abt sms-es today.

I sent an sms out today. At abt 10am. Hope u received it, although I didn't get any reply from you. You've removed your blog, and I havent seen u online for quite a few days already. Hope u're doing fine. Not sure if u blocked me, but just wanna let you know that I care. I know that even if you stop coming online, or moved your blog elsewhere, u'll still read my blog. So this will be my means of communication with you. Take care.

Round about 630pm today, I also received another sms. It was honestly not something I wanted to read. As I read it, I stared straight at my bowl of rice, and I think mom and bro kinda noticed. But because of the nature of the sms, I had to hide my facial expressions. I hope people will understand things from my point of view too. I'm 23. I think honestly, legally and in other terms, I have a right to be allowed to make my decisions. Why are people making me do things just so that they'll feel better? Is this how the world works? Is driving that big a deal after all?

Please try to see things from my direction. I won't be the only Singaporean there. It's so unreasonable to expect me to go there and join tours. Cos even if you gave me the money to do that, I cant expect the rest of my fellow SEP pals to do that. And how? I go on my own? They do their own thing? What is this? Sigh. I'm so upset about this, but I cant say anything.

Sometimes, I wonder if certain things become tools that we use to grab a hold onto others. If we harp on it sufficiently enough, we can make the other party feel guilty enough to let us have our way. Sigh.

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