Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.


On identity
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.

On Christianity
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.

On dreams
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.


On melancholy
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.

On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.

On language
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.

On politics
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?

On society
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.

On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.

On philosophy
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?

On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.


Thursday, January 03, 2008

I don't have 208 things that I want to do this year. Not even 28. Just 8 things.

8 things that I'm not really expected to get done, but if I did, would represent some kind of personal triumph of sorts. I've even gone as far as to categorise them, just so that my resolutions are balanced. I've also imposed a couple of rules to my resolutions.

The first rule is that all resolutions must be quantifiable. Therefore, I can't say that I wanna be more polite this year, I gotta say I wanna say Good morning to X, Y and Z every day. Quantifiable. Easy rule.

The second rule is that all my resolutions have to be somewhat processual. They either gotta be maintained throughout the year or there are enough tasks on it to last the whole year. None of the resolutions can be crossed out after one big act, like how I did want to resolve to travel overseas this year. Resolutions like that don't foster good habits.

So, in no particular order, my 8 resolutions for 2008 are:

Household maintenance
1. Send my laundry in every Thursday or other practical day within a week of that Thursday.

Knowledge and cognitive development
2. Finish 8 books.

3. Meet Vernon for dinner fortnightly. That's just 26 meals.

4. Exercise purposefully for 30 mins every week.

5. Do my Tenrox every Friday when I don't feel like working.

6. Tithe. Properly.

Artistic adventures
7. Produce and give away five oil or acryllic paintings.

8. Go for prayer meet on non-cell weeks.


Genusfrog [ 5:20 pm ]


  • Amen to that!!! It's a start though I would hope for WAAAAY more than that =).

    By Blogger Vernon, at 12:16 am  

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