Cabbages and Condoms
It must be a good thing I'm blogging so much these days, mustn't it? Well aside from the fact that I doubt anyone here actually reads my blog, I suppose blogging is much needed in my average holiday day. There are 'no-no' activities that I cannot engage in. These are: Playing the sims, playing FFXI. If I do either, my time will whittle away to mere nothingness as hours pass by like seeds in the wind - so much potential gone forever. In my need to fill up my day, I've doubled my painting time, posted on numerous forums, watched more tv and yes, you guessed it, blogged.
Today was not a wasted day, however. I attended a praise and worship rehearsal session which I thoroughly enjoyed. I love singing for the shiok-sendiri (translated: self-gratification). In a strange way, I felt that this rehearsal did something good for me. It made me do an about-face and look back to God. He and I haven't been all that close of late and it's time I do something about that. So after about a month of skipping mass, it's time for me to head back to church this weekend. The rehearsal also made me realize I probably should have kept up with my vocal exercises. They said I was a good soprano and asked me to join their ministry but still, I counted more nails-on-chalkboard moments then I'd care to have. I'd like to keep this up. It's a very enjoyable thing to do on a thursday night.
And as the witching hour approaches, I sit here and ponder of my life and myself. People have always called me cold-hearted - I was even nicknamed Ice when I was in polytechnic. That's not true. Being cold-hearted means you have no emotions. I have emotions, lots of them. What I lack is the means to express them. I was always brought up with the principle that it's alright to feel emotions, but you shouldn't express them in a way that was detrimental to yourself of others. So I've always appeared very rational and seemingly unfeeling. I really need to learn how to express what I feel with maturity and honesty. Age 22 and still so far to grow.
This is getting melancholy. Time for bed before I ruin my mood. Oh the title? Link? What link? There has to be a link?? No one told ME!
Today was not a wasted day, however. I attended a praise and worship rehearsal session which I thoroughly enjoyed. I love singing for the shiok-sendiri (translated: self-gratification). In a strange way, I felt that this rehearsal did something good for me. It made me do an about-face and look back to God. He and I haven't been all that close of late and it's time I do something about that. So after about a month of skipping mass, it's time for me to head back to church this weekend. The rehearsal also made me realize I probably should have kept up with my vocal exercises. They said I was a good soprano and asked me to join their ministry but still, I counted more nails-on-chalkboard moments then I'd care to have. I'd like to keep this up. It's a very enjoyable thing to do on a thursday night.
And as the witching hour approaches, I sit here and ponder of my life and myself. People have always called me cold-hearted - I was even nicknamed Ice when I was in polytechnic. That's not true. Being cold-hearted means you have no emotions. I have emotions, lots of them. What I lack is the means to express them. I was always brought up with the principle that it's alright to feel emotions, but you shouldn't express them in a way that was detrimental to yourself of others. So I've always appeared very rational and seemingly unfeeling. I really need to learn how to express what I feel with maturity and honesty. Age 22 and still so far to grow.
This is getting melancholy. Time for bed before I ruin my mood. Oh the title? Link? What link? There has to be a link?? No one told ME!
posted by Virelai at 11:51 AM
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