Had a jam-packed day. Training in the morning till noon, then rush to church, and then finally to Taman Jurong CC to perform judo for our minister of education. Shook hands with Tharman (sp?), and my goodness, he has rEAlly big palms... haha.

Even though I was constantly busy and kept occupied, I think today is nothing as compared to two weeks from now, which would be the judo camp. Expect it to be tough. If it isn't, I will make it tough for myself. Time to round up ten years of dominance.

Was reminded about how open blogging can be today; Anyone can come online and read your diary, without leaving a trace. Even people whom you don't expect to read your blog may have read it in one way or another.

So it reminded me about the irony of the phrase "online diary". Essentially, it contradicts itself. When something is online, anyone can see it, everyone knows this fact. And a diary is something meant to be personal, something that nobody else should ever chance upon. So what does an online diary really mean? What do people hope to achieve through blogging? What do I hope to achieve through this blog?

Do I write out my secrets here? Obviously not.

So, what am I doing here if im not here to pen down my deepest and darkest thoughts?

Maybe I'll find an answer soon.

Now Listening to: thunder

Half-way through an incredibly boring week. Still have half more to go. Only motivation is the weekend that promises to be interesting... Judo performance and discipleship with Jack back. Haha. Jack's back from the outback.

Anyway.

I am incredibly bored right now. I wish something would change what I will be doing for tomorrow. Morning to noon, attend sleep-inducing sabbatical. Noon to Night, slack at home, with nothing to do, watch, or play with. Suddenly exams somehow seem appealing to me. I even bought 8 Days magazine to read. Can you imagine my boredom!!?!?!

Even the jam session we planned about 10 years ago was cancelled due to a lousy response from the people, thus adding to my misery.

Oh well. I guess thats the side effect of living a slack life; Too much time on your hands.

Somewhat incoherent thoughts, but just wanted to write it down.

Just went to read my sister's blog, realised that indeed she has grown over the past few years, and has really become someone who loves God, though her tambourine experience and her exam period. I think it's really by God's grace that I am able to see many changes in the people around me, as well as in myself.

I remember in the past when we first came up to youth, it was like an "ai mai ai mai" kind of thing. We didn't really feel that "zeal" that was found in loving and serving God, at least for me, that is. We didn't attend cell on a regular basis. To be honest, it was pathetic. But I think something that really strikes me is that when I look at us now, we are miles away from the past. Probably because we have matured over the years, and I see a renewed faith and zest in the Lord's work amongst the guys. Most of us are now actively serving the church without being compelled to, but because we want to. It's amazing, really. Because the change from a few years back till now has been phenomenal. Recently, my mentor also shared with us how we were like in the past. Makes me wanna thank God for how we have progressed.

God really helped us through our mentor who put alot of faith in us, and I think its something I won't forget.

That's what our youth is all about.

That's what renewal is all about.

Now Listening to: Sunday Morning
By: Maroon 5