I've gone crazy. Well, maybe just temporarily. While watching my favourite Simpsons horror show, suddenly I just got up, switched off the tv (my precious...) and told my mum that I wanted to go for a jog at Stutong Park. And so we jogged and walked for an *astounding* distance of 3 kilometers in less than 1 hour. It was fun and relaxing, in a weird way, pretty nice to just sniff some fresh air (even though there's traffic everywhere), and make myself sweat. Talk about pre-NS training. Hmphh. My target next time is to jog for 5 rounds (1 round = 1 km)... and hope that I won't give up in the middle of it. Blueks.
The sermon by Uncle Dennis was really...how should I put it... precise and very true. Recap: Judgement is not all about punishment. There are rewards too awaiting those who deserves them. And whatever thing you do now, no matter how small you might say it is, is recorded and will be presented on the judgement day. On that very day, there will be no appeals, no more second chances. The decision will be FINAL. And He who is your brother, your comforter, your friend, will also be a judge. So that's about it.
I'm still blur about what to do with further studies next year. Oh sheesh. I thought I had decided on foundation studies in University of Canterbury, but Rebecca had to call all the way from NZ and tell me that if I want to study biological sciences, Uni of Otago will be better. Sucky, isn't it? Now what? And residential halls are not too bad either, but maybe the closing date for enrolment is already over. sigh sigh. Well, maybe I should really just stick to Homestay. Whateva.
The sermon by Uncle Dennis was really...how should I put it... precise and very true. Recap: Judgement is not all about punishment. There are rewards too awaiting those who deserves them. And whatever thing you do now, no matter how small you might say it is, is recorded and will be presented on the judgement day. On that very day, there will be no appeals, no more second chances. The decision will be FINAL. And He who is your brother, your comforter, your friend, will also be a judge. So that's about it.
I'm still blur about what to do with further studies next year. Oh sheesh. I thought I had decided on foundation studies in University of Canterbury, but Rebecca had to call all the way from NZ and tell me that if I want to study biological sciences, Uni of Otago will be better. Sucky, isn't it? Now what? And residential halls are not too bad either, but maybe the closing date for enrolment is already over. sigh sigh. Well, maybe I should really just stick to Homestay. Whateva.
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