And when 5 cent coins get thrown away.

My 5 cents worth about MLM, or anything that builds itself on human non productive effor to earn money:

I don't believe in it. I think it is evil, and it is heretical. The reasons are simple. G-d gave us a pair of hands each to create. We are the children of G-d the Creator. We produce, and not just simply get people to join an organisation, pay a members fee, and get them to get more people to join, and earn money when people under you sell absolutely useless self.

By working, we contribute to the society at large, and produce some form of economic prosperity, MLM only seeks to debunk the good old method of earning money, with your own bare hands, it leads the greedy to go astray believing that money can be earned so easily.

Please, don't bother me with it. I will scold you if i have to.

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When the ring of the coins in your purse gets softer and softer, you know you are poorer and poorer.

And after much calculation, i may be broke at the end of the month. Ouch.

So.. being at the receiving end of the payroll derived from public funds, i will have to work harder, and pretend that the outside glittery world does not exist, and believe that SAF will provide me food clothing and lodging.

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The commercialisation of the world is frightening. It is hard to be a good christian in these days...

i look at the array of shoes, and i get tempted. I look at the clothes, i get tempted. I become my own devil.

So often, we pursue the things we desire, yet cannot afford (you think we get alot of money isit???)..

How many of us can safely say that we are comfortable with the material possessions that we have? let us sit think and pray.

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Scorched. i am sun-kissed. If only i am girl-kissed.

And pringles taste good, but they end up as your tummy.

And so i realised something was wrong when i still felt so much bounce and was still blardy energetic after passing the 1.2 km mark..

Alright. i didn't put in my best, but i did clock a reasonable timing.. but i'm glad.. lest i was over tired for tennis.

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I always have the tendency to shut off when i'm tired. I refuse to do work, and just sit there and sleep.. or read news paper, or play risk, until i feel less stressed. All my specs know that..

Then today.. Encik Chua gave me his biodata to read.. he wrote this long essay on his life in the SAF, from when he enroled in SAF boys school, and enlisted.. it was really interesting and amusing.. and he included ALL his IPPT and SOC results ever since he was a boy.. and it was fascinating. His IPPT 2.4 now would put some of us NSFs to shame. how sad.

I asked him, how the hell he get like 7 - odd minutes for freaking SOC in FBO????? and he said.. you just keep on going.

Keep on going..

That was the last line in my private mail to S3 when i was very vexed and angry about something.. i ended it with, "But we just get up, and keep on going"

I think it means alot to keep on going at something, and just plow your way through everything. thats how we keep on going. And it means alot sometimes.

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BTO mentioned that everyone seems to have lost their smiles along the way.. especially in the past few months, after all the bad stuff that happened in the battalion..

I guess its all up to us right? Lets smile more at work.

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And when we walk and hear that our voices echo.

Its funny how, when you are looking at the world, from the top of a building. That everything looks so, small, and insignificant, and controlled.

That everything is patterned, and everything has an order.

The straight roads, and the clustered buildings! the graduation of height of buildings and the catastrophe of vehicles.

Then you look down, and see the swimming pool. I felt amused that people actually, were willing to put themselves into this little body of water, and wade around. It all seemed. Fake.

In the same manner, i could not understand why some people are nutters for running. Once an ancient method of getting messages from place to place, or to simply run from our predators, today is our, well, sport? Weird isn't it?

So.. swimming is even worse, its something we aren't even created or born to do. We don't inhabitate land for nothing! We are after all, land dwelling creatures, it seems almost ridiculous to dig a hole in the ground, and put some water in it, and wade in the water. It seems almost like a sort of escapism. Its odd, in a funny manner.

How unreal the man made lifestyle is! we pretend we dwell in the water, and we force ourselves to run at ridiculous speeds and distances, when we have cars or trains.

Whats with hitting a bright yellow ball to and fro across a net with a wood criclet intertwined with strings anyway?

And Bunny Rabbits Lay Eggs.

AchaR!

I was an ethiopian kid for half an hour.

I'm sorry.. i didn't stay for the whole session.. but i did enjoy the prayer session. it was very spiritual.. but like what i told jeanette.. if i didn't leave to grab a bite, i'll have an instant ethiopian residentship.

i was STARVING.

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Anyway. the damned barber cut my hair until damn short can!??? i now look like a blardy senior cadet. fark lah.

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I spent a total of 260 bucks + 50 dollars living expense, on: My mum's bday present. new underwear, and another 6 months supply of bausch and laumb contacts.

no more shopping for the rest of the month.