And On The Third Day.

He rose and conquered the grave. And now death has no sting, and we have life eternal. This is the weekend in celebration of our Lord's victory 2000 years ago, happy Easter. I was just wondering, how could it have felt to be there, between His death and His resurrection, on that saturday 2000 years ago? Lost, probably, sheep without their shepherd. Hopeless, crushed. And then, to exclamations of wonderment and awe, on the third day hope was restored. And that's what His sacrifice has given us, we'll never be without our divine shepherd, hope springs forth eternal, and we're forever under the shadow of His wings. There will we dwell forevermore, in His protection, favor and grace.

There is no shame in being Christian and devoted to the Lord. Peter "The Rock" Simon denied Jesus 3 times, but we none of us shall, for we are in the world but not of the world, and nothing the world says can affect our love for Him, nor His for us.

Indeed, I'm finally updating my blog. I haven't really wanted to, cause I'm not sure what I'm supposed to blog about. What's my blog for? Is it to satisfy the natural exhibitionist instincts of our species? To present a carefully constructed persona to it's viewers, and let them arrive at the conclusions I want them to about my character? To update my friends of my everyday going-ons? As a place where I can express my heartfelt feelings on everything and anything that's going on in my life? Or? And I realise that I have no idea. And thus it is difficult to ascertain what exactly to blog about.

Well I'm not exactly interested in divulging the mundane details of the humdrum, the hustle and bustle of everyday life. I doubt anyone blogs their innermost thoughts, who would? Who'd bare their souls on the Internet? I dunno, but doesn't that sort of defeat the purpose of blogging, where one is supposed to have freedom of expression like never before? I guess, yeah.

After all that rambling, I think I shall blog whatever I wish to blog about at whichever point in time I decide to. It works as a semi-useful diary of sorts, where I recount any momentous events I deem fit to post about, it works to let off steam or to bitch about the world in general.

Alright, Good friday was good and not good. Celebrated liyan's birthday, met up with the Gang (or at least those who are still in singapore) and lost money. I had 50 bucks when I went out in the morning, I returned home with $2.80. That is a terrible state of affairs, disastrous. Well the Tea Party was awesome, scones and pizza and franks and chunky chicken bits, and that spiced milk. And Taboo, of course. And multi-shots. I didn't mean to abandon kidman, annabel and amanda but well, it's been a long time since the last gang meetup.

Training the past 2 days could not have occured under more different cirumstances. Friday it was raining crazily and it was damn cold while listening to the tutorial by coach. In marked contrast, today the sun tried to make up for its failures on friday and beat down without respite. The heat was bloody oppressive, especially after coming out of air-con. After going to the library, I stepped out of west mall and just started burning up. This sweltering heat and the rain preceding it on friday, can only be the products of global warming. What a pain in the ass.

I borrowed a book from the library cause I left the book I was reading in tong's bag (the failings of having the same bag.) Well at least it wasn't lost, which I thought it was. The library scams those unfortunate souls who lose books, we have to pay both the cost of the book and some fictional admin fee, I say it's all just an elaborate set-up to cheat our money. I'm bitter cause I had to pay $40 dollars in fines not too long ago. Frauds. Anyway I borrowed the White Woman which is supposed to be a classic I think, but I remember borrowing it twice before and falling asleep every single time I started on it. But I have faith that I'm far more determined and strong-willed than the 2 previous times. If only I didn't have another 3 books to complete, I just might. I hope I remember correctly that renewing the loan of books is now free. I don't wanna rack up debts to those swindlers so soon after clearing it.

I want to win. I want to win badly. I want to see all our efforts come to fruition at last. The culmination of a year and more of training. There is nothing else in which I have put in as much effort as this, not studies, not badminton, nothing. And if God is for us, who can be against us?

Well, dota time :D