A voice was heard in Ramah.

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Friday, April 11, 2008

10:09 PM

Sometimes life can be such a bitch. It sneers and mocks our downfall, with great ridicule. No matter how much effort we may put in, no matter how much time and energy we may channel into a particular course of action, well let's just face it - it's not always directly proportional to the outcome. Life can be a bitch, when you have to face its jeering pretty painted face on a daily basis, fighting the urge to give up and throw in the towel even when the going gets tough. But then, one must remember to be stoic (not resigned, Jacq, the terms are not as interchangeable as u think) and well, posssess the Kindirk Spirit. Because well, if life is a bitch, the last thing you want to do is to be affected by its constant taunts. You don't want to sit down and wail and bemoan your pathetic state because then, it would mean that the bitch has grinded you down. But as Atwood says, Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Life can be a Gilead, but it's up to us to keep our sanity alive by not admitting defeat. And frankly, that's something that I've been working on for the past week.
Because well, right now I just feel this great sense of injustice from so many factors, including council and school work and my lousy PW results. And I keep asking myself whether it's worth all the blood, sweat and tears that I go through. Maybe this is just retribution for all the bad karma I've been accumuating all this while.
Right now, I feel drained of all my juices with the whole motion of going to school, councilling, tuition, and CIP and church meets. And I doubt I can meet Brother's advised 3 hours of study daily. Like hello. I dont think I even sleep that long, let alone do work and study.
But I guess God is slowly coming back into my life again. I had a really vivid dream last night. Hopefully it does come true, but maybe I'm just building sandcastles in the air. But it will sure clear up an awful amount of trouble. Plus I have been having alot of heart to heart talks with friends over the whole issue, and it's been helpful. Not to mention the Friday rain today(: Although I was quite sad that I couldn't donate blood today. Second rejection la. Sad. Fated. Or in this case, unfated. In more ways than one.

Be brave, people.
We must be brave.