If I wrote a note to God

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The Misinterpretated, Misinterpretation, and Misinterpretator

There are many ways an action can be interpreted, no matter what the original purpose was.

It can be interpreted negatively, like when my intention of going to watch a movie with a buddy ended up in shambles. Or like when Federer gives an explanation to how bad his game was and others mock him for his petty excuses.

It can be interpreted positively. However, I have no examples for this. Because its just like that. People tend to interpret actions in the most negative way, reviewing words and actions in negative light. Whatever the motivation or inclination, the receiver of the action is blinded.

Sometimes, it can be hard to change your mindset, and take the hits boldly. But when you do, life can then reward you.

Lose-Win-Lose-Win

So it happened again. I lost another tennis match. Good God, how many more do I have to lose before I start winning? And why do people always say that you learn more when you lose. Why do we have to lose before learning more? Can’t we win AND learn more?

Anyway, I lost the singles match. I’ve still got a doubles match coming up and I’m teaming up with the person who beat me! How ironic is that?

On the bright side, my volleying has improved and my serve-and-volleying didn’t work out too badly during the match. Praise God.

Well, its nearly the end of my stay in Singapore Polytechnic. I can’t help but feel that it all just passed by so quickly. In the blink of an eye, I’ve changed so much. Some changes are good – I see things in a different mindset now, and I’ve drawn closer to God. Some changes are still not the finished product yet – I’m too cautious around people, not myself.

But, bear with me, I’m still changing, trying to better myself.

School is bad

School just reopened today and I got back some test results. I feel really down and about. I just don’t know what to do. This feeling of helplessness always grips me tight whenever this happens. My mind is befuddled with negative thoughts all the time just because of one setback.

Please Lord, help me climb over this setback and set my eyes back on where they were, on you and on the road ahead.

And really, please, you who keep jokingly tormenting me about my insecurities and setbacks. I know you’re just joking and don’t think that its serious. But, I really don’t want to be reminded of my failures every time you pull my leg. Thanks. Peace Out.

God Bless.

Project blues

Remember that little science project you had for primary school? That little baking soda plasticine volcano? Or that lemon that you turned into a battery? Then, the teacher would tell you that the class’ projects will be displayed in the hall during the end of the week. As you bring you bring your own creation into the hall, there’s always this little figment of your brain, however small, comparing your own project to the others around you.

During Spinnovex, that’s what my brain just keeps doing. Since our project is an R&D project, we only have data to present. So you ask what our data is on. There has to be something, right? Well, that specimen is Nanopowder. Yes, nanopowder. Awfully boring.

Judge: “Now what is this we have here?”

Group: “This is a packet of nanopowder.”

Judge: “I see. What does it do?”

Group: “Well, it can be a filter, catalyst, and so on.”

Judge: “Well, what can it do now?”

Group: “Nothing.”

Judge: “Nothing?”

Group: “Er. Yeah. Nothing.”

Judge: “Oh.” *Scribbles something like a cross on his judging backboard*

We are so dead.

That really is just exaggerating. But, as I see the other groups lugging their planes, go-karts, and what-not into the exhibition area, I just wish my project dealt with creating something like them. I just feels weird that our project is just data.

2010’s New Year’s Resolutions

1. Become the World Number One ATP Player
2. Win all 4 Grand Slams in 2010
3. Hit a record 130-mph forehand
4. Meet YUI in person
5. Meet Roger Federer in person
6. Taste every last kind of food in Singapore Polytechnic
7. Jump out of the range of the Standing Broad Jump at NAPFA
8. Win at chess
9. Get to know more people (girls mainly, heh)
10. Post more often on my blog
11. Get a 50.0 GPA (no, its not a typo)

Mock me not

Whoever corrects a mocker invites insult. Whoever rebukes a wicked person incurs abuse. Do not rebuke a mocker or they will hate you. Rebuke a wise person and they will love you.
Proverbs 9:7-8

A mocker resents correction. They will not consult the wise.
Proverbs 15:12

Blessed is the person who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers.
Psalm 1:1

Jolly Christmas

I wanted a change of pace so I titled this post ‘Jolly Christmas’ instead of ‘Merry Christmas’. Hah.

Its Christmas Eve and the festive season fall differently on everyone. Some people take to the shopping malls, ravaging every on sale item they can find. Some can stay home all day and watch re-runs of Home Alone 1, 2 and 3. Others find friends to go out with to catch up with and have a great time.

Its funny how the Christmas Spirit seems to get everyone going even though they don’t know what its for. It seems like the time to cozy into your bed and just have the most peaceful sleep you ever had. I’d like to think that this is the time that the text messages of Christmas Greeting start buzzing up. Suddenly, Joe from Alaska whom you knew through a friend who had an aunt who was interested in introducing her daughter to you but met her brother as well who coincidentally was your party member in an MMORPG that you played 5 years ago texts you a ‘Merry Christmas’ with a makeshift Christmas Tree that’s made out of slashes, asterisks and hyphens.

Christmas is fun.

Merry Christmas to you all. Peace Out.

SP Open Death!

Oh no. I’m drafted to play Zhong Yuan for the first round of the SP Open. I am going to DIE. I haven’t played in ages, my neck feels stiff, and I am I bad shape! What am I going to do?!