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Not restful in the sense that I didn’t do anything, I swam after I woke up.. then came back home to change the light in my sisters room, then now i’m going to shower and then go sleep. I read Isaiah 55 today, because I’m doing scripture reading this sunday on Isaiah 58. I particularly noted Isaiah 55:7. A thought is just beyond my reach now.. can’t remember what it was but it was comforting.

I was just telling YX today how I can’t imagine us together because it just seems so much more buddy than romantic.

Anyway, off to shower I go!

I thought yesterday night was bad.. but when I woke up this morning my body hurts even more.

Painted josh’s place today. Oh how I ache! I think its mainly because of the weights and general strength building exercises I did just now. I shall do.. something tomorrow. I don’t know what yet, but it’ll be something. I feel so unaccomplished. haha.. I need to get more things done!

Cantata recording is going to be about 3 times a week in june. Apprehension is the word. I don’t feel like learning all the songs, they’re just too complicated. The thought of singing over and over and over again is also disconcerting. Sigh. I need some godly motivation to do all these mundane and unexciting (they used to be but not anymore) tasks. I think I like to learn new things, do them to a decent level then find something else to do. Doing them too much makes it boring. I wonder why..

Dear breakbreaders,

Sermon 20th May 2007
1 Corinthians 8:1-13

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Anyway, I just came back from a decent run, did some sprints to up the intensity.. I feel super fat and super unfit.. Just now’s music com meeting to sing through the songs was great overall but I felt I couldn’t breathe and sing properly. I think my sight reading very lousy man.. I could blame it on the Bak Chor Mee I ate at parkway but I would probably be trying to make myself feel better.  I ate an ice cream too from  the ice cream shop outside MPH (Sandra made me do it) and it was all peanut butter goodness. I must say it was great! But sinful hence the run.

Before that I drove David Ong’s car there too and I must say I’ve improved! The driving much smoother now.. He said just driving to Eunice place and back took up a quarter tank.. goodness.. thats really fuel economy for you.

Kudos to Eunice for travelling so many years without complaint. The trip back was quite sian la.. haha..

Okay, my sweat is so much its dripping from my elbows. The palm rests on my laptop are getting wet so I’d better shut it off.. Tomorrow’s painting Joshua’s place day! haha.. going to be abit of fun! Doing up FBFI ppt before that..So many stuffs! Better sleep early so can go ZG house and finish it up.

Went to try some photoshop in preparation for cantata. Hmmm.. still not very nice. Something is missing.

I had a good run at botanical gardens this morning. My bro, dency, me, pastor, aunty diana and char went for a early jog. We all (except my bro) took 1 round around the garden, then me and pastor went for another. There’s this red brick road which is like ultra xiong la! my calfs hurt cos the shoes keep making my feet roll outwards. Nearing the end, pastor was too fast for me and he disappeared into the distance. After everything we went to the visitors center to eat breakfast. I had a western set.

Oh well.. after that went for 2 hours of choir. Sian la, sometimes I don’t know what we practise for anyway. Although we’re clearly not into it for sounding good anymore (something which I only dare to say recently), its still so quality driven to the point where I wonder where’s the point where its too low quality to be edifying? I believe we have long long long passed that point by God’s grace and we should spend our time doing other things. What other things you ask? Quantity, Less practise, More people driven less music driven? To hell with the music if nobody is edified, nobody is encouraged and nobody is blessed. The same if the quality takes over the reason of singing to edify the belivers. The music was made by God, for God and is one way he can bless his people. Whats the point if not these two? No point la! Anger does not produce the righteousness of God and in my anger and irritaion I must not sin. Sigh. More being less doing. I’m still not being all that is required of me. More being less doing.

Have i mentioned that I am starting to hate the sound of my voice? Its this contant annoyance that talks about me all the time. Shut up YH, just shut up.

Well, I made the basic bookmark which is promo for the cantata. I decided to do a promo for the promo bookmark as well! haha.. took me about 10 mins. Hmm.. good practise.

Was listening to the oldie of the same name just this afternoon when I reached home to see my dad fixing the front side-gate. The Hinges has broken off because the door usually gets opened the wrong way. Anyway, its quite a shift back in time to see what my dad used to do. He worked from the yards of the harbour, into the office with plans of ships, moved on to his current company and climbed up the long ladder to where he is now.

I think I’ll never be able to ever ever be like him. Its like these two humongous shoes to fill. I know I don’t need to be a copy of his life but it seems like something I’ll never be able to do even if I wanted to. Anyhow, I’ve always wondered what my life would be like in my later years. How I would provide for my family and would I ever be able to give them as much as he gave me and my family. I dread the day when death becomes inescapable. It catches up with everyone and usually all too soon when it comes to family. Was talking to Kok Wing on sunday night about how at most another 3 rounds of 23 years would see me reaching the end of my own life. I kinda fear death alot. Not for my own but rather others and being left behind as they move on. The list of friends and family running through my mind is so long and morbid as it may be, I can see all of them 6 feet under or being cremated.

This preoccupation with the destination sometimes helps to un-obscure the present journey through life. Seeing the end, I need to act on the present instead of being fixated on the inevitable. I love my dad for just being my dad and my mom for being so much more than a mom needs to be. Someday I’ll be able to see all this through his eyes.

I’ve been out and doing stuff every single day this holidays! Almost every single day with YX… Visited Char at her workplace, finished the L’Oreal brandstorm thing for John, attended the event yesterday (it was so-so). All the winners were from NUS business school! haha.. Anyway, after that we went for the reception and ate. They had buffalo wings! Awesomeness man! Then I met my BMT PC. He’s in Computer engin la! So funny.. Eugenia just came and left. Helped her with her smu accounting yearbook.

I’ve not excercised for 2 days la! hha.. better go and run later. Going to pick dency now from school.. yawn.. Sis Serene’s coffee kept me up until 530am. I’m tired man..