Tuesday, November 13, 2007
today is one of the super super super few days i decided to just stay in my room and use comp while listening to radio.BUTTTTTT. some stupid anonymous insect gave me 5 kisses in a short half an hour (i bet some were french kisses). and i m also very sure it is a flat-chested insect which is just jealous of me):
have been attending ce2 cg these few weeks and they have never failed to put a smile on my face(: sunday session with cool and cute, jon and a short while with jiexun was rather great, excluding the walking part of course. the earthquakes were superb!
recently, i have been reading this book titled "seven types of ambiguity" ( credits to may tan yi xuan). this book is one of the hardest books i have read, or maybe i have been reading one too many chick lit. there are actually some paragrpahs i have to re-read a few times to get its meaning.
One afternoon in bed, after a walk, she asked him how he could be so sure that he did not love her. Was she brave or stupid, do you think? Can you imagine you asking a question like that? Simon said he did love her and that she should know it, but that he was not in love with her. You can forgive her, under the circumstances, for thinking he was off on another semantic frolic of his own. If he hadn't been so forthcoming she might have taken comfort in the ambiguity."In spite of all that i unfortunately am now, or more accurately all that i m not, I am still far too cautious, too careful with you, to be in love with you. That's how i know, i suppose," he told her.Seven types of ambiguityA relationship between two people, just like a sequence of words, is ambiguous if it is open to different interpretations. And if two people do have differing views about their relationship--I just don't mean about its state, I mean about its very nature-- then that difference can affect the entire course of their lives.Seven types of ambiguitythis book help me explain quite a few stuff i cant put it into words a lot of times. thats why i love this book.
the thank you smses i have received gave me a sense of guilt and sadness. I have actually forgotten when is the last time i reply a smple thanks when people send me a message of encouragement, the last time i said thanks when people did something for me. maybe i did sometimes, but i guess it was so casual i couldnt remember myself doing so at all.
why am i always so late to reciprocate love?to people, to God. i m equally stingy with it. giving thanks to God, praising and worshipping Him should have long become a habit shouldnt they? i actually have to wait till just weeks ago when james ring an alarm in me, pointing out to me that i have not been exalting God, our Lord. He has done so much for me, everything i can do for Him is so incomparable to what He has given and....
God, i am sorry.
love, tan ah-ti.
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