Its that time of the year again. Yes, jingle bells. Santa won't be coming to Singapore though. Why? Because we don't have chimneys! On Christmas, we christians celebrate the birth of Jesus, Son of God. Told time and again, it is a heart warming story and the essence of our faith.
But then, people are losing touch of the true meaning of Christmas. You see, Christmas these days is being so commercialised. Santa and his elves are so big, Jesus gets shoved aside. This is Christmas, not Santamas! (lack of a better term) No offence to non-believers, but Christmas is OUR holiday. Its our way of remembering and celebrating the day Christ Jesus came down to earth. Sure, others who want to celebrate it by having parties and gatherings are welcome. But a reminder to all christians is that we should never forget why we do this. Its not about the presents. Its Jesus' birthday.
I'm no doctor on relationships at all. Zero. Zip. Nil. GOSONG. And I'm not talking about BGRs' in particular. I'm talking about human face-to-face interaction.
Once, in primary school, people told me that I was shy, unassuming, nice kid. And I really thought that, that was really all to it. That, being nice would make people like you or, if not, at least leave you alone. This notion stuck with me for quite a long while. Until secondary school, where I met many new people. They weren't bad at being people, or friends. I know I was a good person. I never swore uneccessarily, I never got angry easily, I tried to be there for every outing, meeting, and gathering. And yet some people just can't seem to decide whether they want to be my friend or not.
I'm just stunned at some people who make fun of their friends just want to liven up the atmosphere. (This is why I don't know what the term 'friends' really means now) Not being a spoilsport here, sure, I can take a few hits directed at me. I've taken alot really. From someone. Sigh. I mean, I can deduce that he looks down on me. What kinda friend is that?? How do I define the word? The term. Friends? Being nice to others. Does it bide well for oneself? Even so, is it a universal constant? Doubt it so much now. I'm not replying to anyone who replies to this post, sorry.
"Do unto others what you want others to do unto you" Should've added a note on the 2% success rate this truth achieves. ARGH!
In OC (Oral Communication) class now. And Shao Hui just scored 75% for his essay test. I scored a close 73. Darn. Mistakes, mistakes all over. So I have an excuse, so what. Heh. Stuff going through my mind now. Lots of stuff. Friends and relationships, work and play, life and death. (Okay, so maybe not as far as life and death) But I've just had an epiphany. Oh wait, no I didn't. Must be a wrong train of thought I boarded. I'm in between so many kinds of situations now. No wonder Jazz is getting to me. It makes me feel just how I am. You know, the right song at the right moment. Sigh. Gotta go.
You know that feeling of wanting to be happy in this way, yet there's some sort of thing blocking out that flow of joy? I wanna hum this song by Paradise Church all day long:
Forevermore-
Savior of the world You came & chose me You breathed into my world & gave me life You are placed above all that I love I live to praise You God I give you more I sing forevermore
So I sing, sing, sing You know You’re the reason I dance, dance, dance You brought me this freedom To show the world my life has been turned around.
‘Cos I can’t help shouting I’ve seen how You’ve changed me When I was lost You came and You saved me I lift my voice in praise for eternity
Forevermore I give You all the praise I live to know You more Forevermore I give You all I have and all I am is Yours
Something's just bothering me. I don't wanna say what. Just that its more than one thing and its nearly always on my mind.
Not many people know what's on my mind (in fact none at all). So, its just hard to say anything to anyone and hope he or she understands. I so wanna say something out that I'm writing this post just after my class. This is as 'emo' as I'll get. Sigh. How I manage to stay that tad cheerful most of the time, is really by the grace of God. Always he's been so good to me. Just that, it gets kinda lonely all the time on my own. Without those by my side. I'm just gonna stop here. Don't think anyone'll notice anyway. Good day.
First post in a long while and an 'emo' post. Sigh. I need a psychiatrist. Or a guillotine.
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