date: Tuesday, January 31, 2006 @ 3:40 am
title: Ba Cinci Bog..
Ah ha!Finally collecting enough dust on The Da Vinci Code novel,I finally DEAR (Drop Everything And Read) the morbid text.Ok lar. Some part I got abit brainwashed. But still.. knowing that its just a fictional intriguing chase of the theme: real vs fiction. Say or not to say. Men and women. I would conclude that it was beautifully composed with amazing foreshadowing smack right up everywhere. Never would I condone the awesomeness of being able to R&R - rest and read.Something that I need to motivate myself to mug for good. Just like the O's. I need to focus on something that interests me with ample time to complete what I desire and I would be fine. Reading is therapetic and diet-free. I missed my dinner and reduce the tendency to munch tibits while I scanned the pages sweatlessly.I reckoned nothing pays well than a good day's off to liquify my brains, crystalise my cells, instituationalise the sources and commericalise my ideas. Reading is haven. I love when people give me books to devote on, spending time communing with the alphabets and absorbing the romances preach by the language.Althou I have struggles with language and understanding especially pertain to deep stuff but I realise the beauty of being ignorance and pretending to be, would be a greater blessing than to be expose to unnecesscary boorish, coarse, whatever rubbish that man could ever produce with. political trash is one that I detest the most. Humans are so exclusive that pride takes the place of friendliness at times which breed contension between the conflicting ideaologies. Can't homo sapins live a stressfree life for once and put aside arguements?I ain't lifestyle gura, but I gradudally learn the art of simplicity - love God wholeheartly, love people fervently. Am I in love? Duh.. Nothing beats a good love life that induces love juice that overflow tremendously from the vault of the love tank. Everyone has one, so do I. Sometime we can generate by ourselves, sometime we aren't able to. Sometimes by giving them would in turn enable yourself to reap more then expected or not even expecting.I'm learning to forgive myself and love myself for who I am. Whether perfect or not, but fix my eyes on the prize at the end of the race here on earth. Knowing that I have flaws and competing with other would just make myself feel worse.I have decided to give up competition and love those I can love and love even more those I can't. Some people do hate me and I have to come to consensus with that. If I love Jesus, somebody would hate me. Its the rule of thumb. I can do whatever I can but its limited. Even still. I dun think I love Him enough.Solution: Pray lor. Nothing beats a good prayer time, beside reading. Gossip to God is good. He disciplines you for that. 'Physical discipline purges sin' I'm always afraid of getting corrected, that's sickening! But what can I do? Change lor. I know sometimes or most of the time I would only speak of one tactic but carry the another directly contradicting action to substain my flickal mindedness, but I choose to pursit the changes, not the breakthru after breakthru. It's the process that matters, not the result walways. But definately with the positive process begets positvie outcome no matter what the conquences is.Today is CNY Day 3. Public holiday. Might be crashing the Botatical Garden with Mama n Dada. Dunno yet but need to focus on Econs for the moment and jot down crazy last-time resolution on my 'burn' book.I wonder how's Ber doing over @ Aust. Oei! Get back to me via email when you see this. Somebody misses you ma. Where is the shouting of my name?
