03/23/2004
Today was a great day. Even though it was very busy thoughout the whole day,
I must it was a wonderfulday. The start was a bit slow, since I woke up at 9:30
AM this morning. However, the 8 hour long sleep refreshed my beated body.
I think it was a much needed one. then I took a shower, a warm one, and then
studied the my major and the book of mormon. The chapter I'd had to work on
was so long that it gave me a few minutes to have my breakfast. A piece of bread
and a cup of milk was the fastest food I could emagine, so I had them with quickness.
Whoever you are, I want you to know: Love is good thing. I am not talking about
physical love, true love where you can(because you want to) do anything for the
person or people. It is great. It will give you an opportunity to understand how
deep Jesus love us. We may not see it all the way, but it certainly help you.
06/02/2004
It's been a while since the last time I wrote my journal. Many things have happened
during the absence.
Time flies...
Time is funny thing. It lies everywhere. It is sequential. One second here is the past
of the next. There is no way for anyone bring the second that just elapsed(exept God).
Once I wonder if God had ever changed what had happened in the past without having
us knowing it. For instance, let's say I pray God to make me taller. To make this
happen, would God change my past so I could be 185cm? It's fun but mind-boggling
thought...
Lots of time, I found myself wandering around my past or just past in general. Many
times I found myself falling back to the past. This indeed is a very stupid thing a
human can do. There is no way for me to go back and change the past(because I am
not God). Then why do I still crave to go back to the past? The funnist thing, however,
is not it. It is the fact that I found myself falling back to, what I call, BAD PAST.
Definition : BAD PAST - N. bad, sad, crappy don't want to remember thing that
took place in the past.
I really dislike when I think about the bad past. I hope someday I will be bad past free.
That is, I will be just fine even if there were things that remind me of the bad past.
I guess what I am saying here is that I need to be stronger. Always relying 100% on
God - that is the theme of this entry as whole. Love lives, but bad past dies.
06/22/2004
My old self dies......
07/31/2004
Today was my birthday, however I was somewhat depressed because even
my family also seemed to have forgotten my birthday. I understood the situation
they were in, however, I can not stop feeling saddened.
Though we may prefer to forget our own birthdays, we like other people to remember them.
We like them to remember the days as an assurance that they remember us. We live by the
affaction, and our happiness depands much more than we are aware of upon the conviction
that we have a place in the hearts and memories of others.
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