Keep it to yourself.

Mistakes that lead to tragedies,

A downpour of innocence,

Lead nowhere but despair,

Alas, I'll tread my path,

With no hand on my shoulder,

But a shovel hanging on my back,

To dig a well to place my thoughts,

For sometimes,

There are things that can't be shared.

Nostalgia

It's been more than a year since my last post and I've almost forgot this page existed. It existed for different reason then , and it still exists for another reason today.

This blog was like a companion to me back then when I felt lost, confused and lonely. Reading back some of the posts, I find it amusing how I was so full of shit. I remember feeling free and senseless while thinking at the back of my head that someday a post will drive to instant fame.

I'm no writer nor am I aspiring to be one, but writing once gave me a feeling so good that I wish I hadn't lost. Like I was in my own little kingdom and the population is 1. My form of escapism from this sometimes 'meaningless' life.

I guess I'll start writing again in hopes that I would get back on the track with my life in Swinburne as I've seem to be derailing. The fundamental reason this blog still remains is still the same. Writing gives me solace.

Cheers!

Free will in religion?

Now it has been ages since I last posted something here. Kind of forgotten about till I realised yesterday, how much I miss ranting to the cyber world. This is not my diary or anything like that. It's for people who live average daily lives to have something to 'entertain' themselves with in their 'essential free time' that we all love to waste.

Typical Christians go to church on Sundays. Sometimes I wonder, if a survey on how 'honest' you are with church going is done, how many percentage of my fellow Catholic brothers and sisters go to church out of total respect for the religion?

Priests and often parents too tell us that we should go to church on Sundays with an open heart to receive the Christ in the form Communion and to listen to the word of God. Is it any wrong for us to carry this duty just as an obligation to the church? Aren't we actually obligated (forced?) to go to church cause skipping Sunday mass promises us eternal damnation?

I always belief that religion is a guide for us to understand the threshold of our free will. We should not be forced to believe that Jesus is the saviour of the world (I'm not a non-believer. Trust me). It all boils down to our own free will if we choose to believe, isn't it? We can't blame parents, priests, friends or anyone for that matter if we 'stray' away from the light.

God gave us a free will. And no one can ever change that. "A Clockwork Orange" is an eye opener of a movie that questions free will. Highly recommended movie.

Anyway, I'm not judging anyone's faith here, nor am I questioning mine. I may not a hardcore Catholic nor do I memorise every prayer and say the Rosary everyday, but I do have faith in God and I believe in the Bible.

My question is, what's the correlation between the free will I have and my faith in God?

It sucks when...

We aim for the stars but we don't have the brains to achieve it.

It sucks when....

Your best isn't enough.

Maths test. LOL

You know that feeling you get when you have prepared yourself for something where can you just shout out cockily "Give me you best shot", but in the end, you're actually weren't half as ready as you should be?

I made that complicated.

I meant have you studied so hard for a test or something but still can't achieve your satisfactory goal?

Of course you have.

Well, the thing about test is that if you don't have the proper study technique, exams can really give a wedgie while pouring a bucket of ice cubes down your pants and leave you hanging on a meat hook in a meat freezer.

That's what happened to me today.

It was not as hard as waking up at 6am on a Saturday nor was it as tough as trying to ignore the alarm clock.


Well, it's not as bad as I made you picture it, but still, I felt I could do better if only I had studied not my ass off but studied smartly and wisely.

But of course, it happened and there's no way I could turn back time to fill in the hole of my regrets. I am proud enough to say that I gave it my best shot and whatever the result is, it's what I'm capable to achieve.

I just wanna complain.

Have a nice day peeps!

Malaysians love demoralising news!

These are the two snaps I took from last night at around midnight at today around noon. 12 hours later, what news are the most viewed?

Are we concern Malaysians or do we just indulge ourselves in such immoral activities?

Think about it people. Why does this happen?

So yeah, I'm gonna read those news too!

Have a nice day peeps!