The Semester is Over

I'm going to turn in for the night. All in the hope that I might wake up at 0630 tomorrow and do my first pavement run since the surgery. If I can't handle the pavement then it'll be the dreadmill again.

Guess what? If I go to bed now, it'll be a first before 2230hrs this entire semester! Oh wait, the semester ended yesterday. I seriously need to sleep more next semester. It's prolly why I feel so tired and with almost no more fuel for the last lap of papers to write.

Good night world. =) (Don't always get to say this line)

I see things..

I just went to the dining hall to refill my bottle. There in the dark end of the alfresco area, a person with light on his face was seated. As I was pondering whether it was ghost of some sort, his phone rang. That's how you differentiate man from ghost. =)

I love Dinosaurs

Busy

Snow Leopard is here but I can't install it yet because I'm shrouded with work. I can't afford a mess up of the OS with assignments due tomorrow.

I haven't been posting due to some problem with my blogger account. For some strange reason I simply couldn't upload pictures. But then again, perhaps I was just plain lazy. =)

Well, lots has happened since my last post. I'll leave that for another time.

For now, it's back to my assignments.

National Day is just up on the weekend.

I feel patriotic watching this video.. =)

Singapore is really quite a nice place actually.

The cycle that plagues this generation.

Now that Rulin has posted the song from Casting Crowns that I really like, I figured I'd share the other song that really got me from the same album.

The song truly speaks of the struggle that many people go through. Time after time, they set themselves up for more hurt. They dig a hole each time deeper than the previous. Having been through a period in my life similar to this, I can understand how they feel.

Does Anybody Hear Her - Casting Crowns

She is running

A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction

She is trying

But the canyon's ever widening

In the depths of her cold heart

So she sets out on another misadventure just to find

She's another two years older

And she's three more steps behind

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

Or does anybody even know she's going down today

Under the shadow of our steeple

With all the lost and lonely people

Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

She is yearning

For shelter and affection

That she never found at home

She is searching

For a hero to ride in

To ride in and save the day

And in walks her prince charming

And he knows just what to say

Momentary lapse of reason

And she gives herself away

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

Or does anybody even know she's going down today

Under the shadow of our steeple

With all the lost and lonely people

Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

If Judgement looms under every steeple

If lofty glances from lofty people

Can't see past her scarlet letter

And we've never even met her

Never even met her

(Never Even Met her)

Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?

Or does anybody even know she's going down today

Under the shadow of our steeple

With all the lost and lonely people

Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me

Does anybody hear her? (Does anybody hear her?) Does anybody see? (Does anybody See?)

Does anybody even know she's going down today?

Under the shadow of our steeple (shadow of her steeple)

With all the lost and lonely people (Lost and Lonely people)

Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me

Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?

He is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction

When I first heard this song, my tears came rushing and my heart ached. I knew exactly how much unnecessary pain many have put themselves and are still putting themselves through. There certainly is a different way. I wish I could tell my story to many, just so that they can avoid the torture. However, I know that no matter how much we say it, they would never listen.

Nevertheless, this is my prayer for this generation. That when they fall, one day, they will find the one person that no lover will ever fully satisfy - Jesus Christ.

Oscar!

I've not been over to Rulin's ever since the surgery. I miss her dogs!

Keglers Unite!

There's a strange phenomenon going about of late. Everyone around seems itching to bowl. Rulin's been bugging me to go on a bowling date. There are a couple of other friends who have also mentioned bowling. Even ex-national bowlers are itching too.

Since I've more or less decided that I will be giving up soccer for good, I've been looking around for a new sport to substitute it. Here's the criteria:

Must be a game

Preferably a team sport

Not too costly

Something I can do for long term

Taking up tennis seriously has been a consideration. So that's one.

The other option is to get back onto the lanes! It's a great idea because quite a number of us are ex-school bowlers! Mark, Jon Ong, Ryan, Terence and Ian. And from what I gather, most of them are quite up for bowling anytime. Ian has been psyched up too. He was looking through ball manufacturers websites the other day. We agreed that the prospect of going to a proshop to choose a brand new ball seems exciting. You see, back in our bowling years as students, we used second hand balls which were much cheaper but required replucking and redrilling. Because it's second hand, you don't really get to choose what you like. You're limited to what is available at time of purchase.

But..... it's going to be a while before I can actually bowl again. The current injured leg is the sliding leg.

For now, I'm just looking forward to being more confident walking around. Staying at home for a whole month has been depressing. Finally went out on a date with Rulin the other day. Sweet. People really stare at people on crutches.

I wanna walk...

So I saw the therapist today and I'm down to one crutch for 2 weeks. It's really hard convincing my brain that my leg can bear weight after 4 weeks of telling myself that I can't put weight on it. Although I'm rather annoyed at the long period of immobility, I am thankful that so far the healing process has been rather good. No complications whatsoever. Praise God.

Last week, Rulin sent me this.

It was a nice feeling I must say.

retreat