during sermon last Sunday, God spoke to me, finally. i noe i was dozing off but there were parts of the sermon which indeed penetrated my heart.


my thots were centered on a single verse:

"Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart."

 - 1 Samuel 16:7


i have been walking further and further away frm God recently. there are a few reasons that can account for that. the reason i wanna talk abt now is the shift of focus of my life. i have not been seeking God w/ all my heart these days. i used to be very passionate abt Him. maybe my passion wasn't tangible, but it was much better thn wat i am now.

instead of focusing on sowing seeds to the heart and soul, i sowed seeds to the body. i have been spending time and effort on this:



and the consequence was disastrous. i'm now very distant frm God. over these yrs in church, i always looked forward to church camps cos of the fulfilling spiritual food that i can consume thru the sessions. last yr, i cudn't make it cos of the O's. this yr i cud make it, and so i was very excited abt it. however, it wasn't so much excitement abt getting fed spiritually. instead, i'm excited cos i've been training my torso for the past few weeks and i can be proud of it.

as i had expected differently frm this yr's camp, i received differently. i felt i didn't receive as much spiritual food as i shd, but thk God i was able to identify my spiritual gifts together w/ the other campers. so it wasn't that bad. altho i felt embarrassed when a few of my kind sisters in church praised me for having a hot bod, my self-esteem was boosted.

of course, it feels good to be praised like that. but aft i returned frm the camp, i wished that they never said that. cos that encouraged me to work out even more to maintain my physique.


wat happened next was that we went to Sentosa 5 days aft we returned frm the camp. i tot i cud start eating as much as i want cos the camp was over and i doubt i wud be going swimming anytime soon. but i didn't want my tummy to show up when we went to Sentosa, so i curbed my verocious eating habits once again. (see, how unhealthy i have been.)

now that we've been to Sentosa and i won't have to be topless in the public, i guess it's good news cos now i don't have any excuse to make working out my priority. i have neglected God and my studies, and it's high time i start to reconnect w/ God and study for my common tests.


lastly, a note for my caring readers. in conclusion for this entry, there are many ways in which you can see whether i have been walking closely w/ God or not. One of these ways is to look at my tummy. if you see my tummy protruding, it is a good indication that i have not been exercising cos i am preoccupied w/ other priorities. hopefully God is one of them. and prayerfully God is the top of them.

hmmm. it's a special day today. only a few ppl wud noe why. haha. i'm not gonna mention the reason here but i'm just gonna share wat i did today.


i met Neale, my cell leader, for lunch and we watched a movie, The Omen. it was really freaky for me during the time spent in the theatre. but now, come to think of it, it was nothing. but again, when i'm gonna be alone at home, i'm afraid my imaginations might run wild and fear is gonna gain a foothold on me. lol.


anyway, after watching the horror film, i learned one moral of the story. in fact, it's a few of them:

1. Never adopt another person's child or accept their child and raise it as yours.
2. Even if you do so, you must make sure the child doesn't bear any birthmark that is one of the Beast, the Devil, Satan (666).
3. On top of that, make sure (if it's a boy) that he's not a son of a b****.



anyway, thk God nothing really disastrous happened on 06/06/2006.
a few more hrs to the end of this special day of mine.
oh ya, Marian, thks for the sms on 20062006 just now.

been posting Godless stuff.
been lacking Godly inspirations for my blog like i used to have.

obviously, i've not been walking with Jesus close enough.
i have been pursuing worldly and temporal aims.

you know that.

i hate you. i hate it whenever you are near me, you disrupt my nervous system and make my heart skip a beat. and when you leave, would you please stop appearing in my thoughts and dreams?

primarily, it seems that i've found the answer to all my frustrations these days. and this answer comes from our beloved history teacher, Mr Jonathan Yoong. whenever we grumble abt the daunting history workload he gives us, he always responds with these 4 pleasant words:


"Too bad, life sucks!"


i dunno whether i shd laugh or cry at this moment. i just have a statement to make. please don't call it june holidays when there's still work to be done. thanks.

i think Yew Liang has done a good job describing wat happened.

chionged down to hometeam to watch the rugby match. while on the cab sonny told me SA was leading 3-0. den when i reached the score was 5-3 to RJ. soon it became 10-3.


with just a few minutes left... SAJC with great determination and grit powered through RJC's defence and scored a try. the resulting kick was converted and this tied the match at 10-10. at that moment, when all seemed gone, light was suddenly lit at the back of the tunnel and the entire contingent of saints simply went into upheaval. cheers rocketed through the roof.


den with wad seemed to be "stoppage time" (dun understand rugby timing rules... lol)... SA again piled through the RJC defence with supreme determination and grit, and wadeva it is... i think God smiled down on the Saints today coz the ball touched the try line and this time... euphoria coupled with pure madness drained down on SAJC and the crowd in blue and white simply went ecstatic. 15-10 the score and the trophy, after 17 years finally seemed destined back to the men in blue and white stripes.


soon after, the whistle was blown. the ruggers stood on the field. some crying. some going crazy. some just lost in the moment. the school too seemed lost in the moment but all we knew was that we won. everyone rushed onto the pitch as the school congregated as one. the celebrations were aplenty and everything else didn't seem to matter at that time.


for SAJC rugby had finally... after 17 yrs... brought home the title once again...


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