Nostalgia

A few days have passed since I last blogged... There's many passing thoughts in my head, so I'll just try to pluck them out and put them down to thought.

Blessed. I cannot describe how blessed MUOCF is. To be part of this big family, to be part of the C and to be able see and interact with many of the members each week. That's just one of the many physical blessings. At the end of the day, to whom more is given, more is expected from them. What a challenge and hopefully we'll all rise up to it.

Been around the various varsity groups... I think the thing that struck me most that the amount of pressure and issues facing a typical university student in the island. The uninhibited and unscrupulous rat race, the materialism of society. It's really a totally different environment here. People are trained to suit the needs of society. That is the reality... the reality that makes me sad sometimes. Yes some people like it, some people don't and i happen to be the latter.

It just goes to show how important the application and relevance of the Word. To really be rooted in the word, not only just being able to recite it, but to really apply it in daily lives. As well as trusting and claiming the promises. It's not an easy feat.

I shudder to think what would have become of me if I have stayed here on the island to study. Ok it isn't that bad, but I sometimes really wonder what if I stayed here for my varsity education. How would have I turned out? Sometimes I really wonder.

Keeping on the topic of uni, I really can never envision myself staying in a hall. No offence to the people staying there, despite the many pros of staying in such a community, I think the setting of hall just reminds me of prison. I just feel a sense of restriction walking through the corridors of hall. Small congested corridors, tiny rooms with doors unlocked. I need my space and me time....

I chose a university which is 7000km away instead of one that is just 5 bus stops away. The irony of it all, that I used to pass by NUS all the time on way home, but at the end of the day, I never even thought of studying there.

Final random topic: After leaving a place for a long while, people still think that you are the same when you get back.

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'Will you still remember me?'

She stared at the pale blue orbs of the stranger. There was no mistake. Even though his face was concealed, she knew that it was his eyes she was staring at. The eyes that she remembered from not so long ago, yet this time, there was something different. Deep inside the pale blue, all she could see was sadness within him. Eyes of despair and hopelessness. It was a picture of innocence lost. 'They say that if you stare into someone's eyes for too long, you get lost.' She remembered.

Maybe she wasn't the only one who was lost....