the last post.

Originally I intended to write something about life and current events.

So maybe not.

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I created this blog a little over a year ago. Back then blogging was still the "in" thing and everyone had one. Before blogspot, I was in a little zone called xanga which you can find here (or not, if I've decided to delete it).

Back then, people called blogs their online diary. Which is not far from the truth, considering how most people post their updates. But to me it wasn't that - a blog was more than a place to ramble on and on and on about how my day was - it is a stage, and place for the world to see who I am and what I believe in.

Strange as it sounds, blogging has actually made me overall a better person. It was through it that I learned about audience appeal and proper grammar; how to write and how to do some basic designing.

And over the past 5 years, there are, of course, certain memories that comes with it.

Like eating my first McDs-sponsored Big Mac.



Or joining and losing my first debate competition.

Getting hopelessly lost, and laughing through it.

Drawing inspiration from the least expected person.

Getting my first compliment from Facebook.



Drowning little critters.

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I'll miss blogging.


For the last time,
Jo.

Classic examples of self-indulgence

First, there are those who are interested only in what they have to say.



And then, there are those who are only interested only in what they believe.



Just fooling, you know I love you both. ;p

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIS! ;D

MBTI.

I'mlate.
I'mlate.
I'mlate.

Those were the first three words in my head when I woke up and found out that it was 8.55 in the morning. Five minutes to drag myself out of bed, wash up, get dressed, father my stuff, start the car and get to church.

Not good odds.

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MBTI stands for Myers-Briggs Type Indicator. I suppose you'd heard of the other personality test - the one about Sanguine, Choleric, Melancholy and Phlegmatic people. MBTI is something like that, just... More complex.

For one, instead of 4 different types, MBTI seperates people into 16 different types.

Kind of like how when you are eight years old, you think that the world is only made up of good and bad people. Then suddenly you realize that there are the popular-good people, the snobbish-bad people, the arrogant people... And so on.

It was... Enlightening, to say the least.

I am now a certified 100% Introvert (it's really true. My extrovert score is ZERO).

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Well overall I'll say that it was worth the time and the money put in. It's a kind of understanding about myself and the people around me that I just cannot get by reading up an article on wikipedia.

Man, who needs a psychology degree when you're surrounded by psychos?

I don't know if I can yell any louder

Life has been epic, to say the least.

It is just assignments and work and all the other nonsense piling down on me everyday. Every one of them just screaming out for my attention, I almost want to just tell them to get a life. It's the same rant everyday: Why do I need to know how to use Microsoft Excel? I don't really have to do this, do I? Why didn't I start doing this earlier? Why do I have so many things to do? Why, oh why, do I seem to gravitate towards Facebook every five minutes?

I don't want to do Computer Applications.
I don't want to think about Environmental Science.
I don't want to work 5 hours a week for a stupid scholarship.
I don't want to crack my head over ideas.
I don't want to handle these people.
I don't want this responsibility.
I don't want this.

Please, God, just take it away.

I am only one person, with a head, two arms and two legs and a brain that is not exactly Einstein. I should not be expected to do all of this and finish it with excellence.

And then I saw this guy.



I am reminded.

Humbled.

Inspired.

Oz.

Give me some courage that I might be with you.
Give me some brains that I might think of you.
Give me a heart that I may love.

You.

Here's a story

There was a cat who lived on the left side of the house. Every day its owner will put food on the right side of the house. So the cat will cross over, eat, walk back, and sleep on its cushion until the next meal.

Then one day, as the car was just about to cross over to the right side of the house to get its meal, it saw something in its way: a GIGANTIC GREEN-FACED CLOWN was standing right there, in the middle of the room, blocking the cat's path to its food tray, and staring at the cat with HUGE UNBLINKING CREEPY EYES.

The cat got scared. Ten times faster than you can blink, it ran and hid behind its cushion, cautiously watching the clown. The clown had a sick grin on its face as it rocked back and forth, taunting the cat.

The cat watched. The clown grinned, his arms spread wide in a mock goalkeeper's pose. "Alright," The cat thought to itself, "We'll see who gets starved first - the clown or I!"

First hour. The clown was not moving. Neither was the cat.

Second hour. The clown was still not moving. Cat is getting impatient.

Fourth hour. The clown still hasn't moved. Cat realized that it was getting tired. And hungry.

Sixth hour - the clown HAS NOT MOVED AN INCH! He still had the wicked grin etched across his face and his too-large eyes did not even blink as it watched the cat. The cat was getting VERY hungry.

The cat extended its claws.

Do or die.

It watched the clown, who seemed to mock its ferocious gaze.

Do or die.

The cat snarled. The clown grinned back.

Do or die.

Like a bolt of lighting, the cat had its claws sinking into the clown's face before the second hand on the clock could move twice. The cat swung another paw right at the clown's forehead-

POP!

The cat suddenly found itself standing on a deflated rubber sheet.

One word: Hallelujah

See, there are many words used in the Bible to say "praise God." There's "glory to God in the highest", "Hosanna", or just a simple "praise the Lord". On top of all that, there is one more that holds a special meaning when seen in context... That word is Hallelujah.

It only appears in Revelations (really scary book to read) when all the wars are going on and strange creatures are coming out. Then it says in chapter 19 that heaven itself resounded with a cry: Hallelujah... Our God reigns. And when they said that, God himself came down and won the victory.

What is remarkable is that the sound of heaven was not praising God for celebration or because something good has happened - it was a battle cry from the deep conviction that God is going to bring back the victory in the end, no matter how bad things may seem.

For some of us maybe we have exams going on now - for the college students probably you have assignments not done yet; but amidst our business to get things done, let's remember to respond in faith to what God has said and just BELIEVE that things are going to turn out fine... That you are going to win.

Just one word: Hallelujah.