Alone, Again

Most guys will be swearing and dreading Sundays, as they have to book in and spend 24/5 with other guys. "National Slavery" seems more appropriate in our minds than National Service. Had a couple of things to settle this week, since it is a blessing in disguise that I was kicked out of my course:

• Be thick-skinned, find out from my three seniors; Raymond will benefit as well.
• Find the teachers during weekdays.
• Spend more time on the Word, since God gave me 2 weeks of rest. (to view it in a positive light)
  
• Hear the tapes which have been gathering dust since time immemorial.
  

That NUS lecturer in Sunday times is one heck of a brave fellow. (some calling him foolish). I know exactly how he feels, except on a smaller scale. Looking back, I sure wish I am reborned as an ostrich, burrowing my head in embarrassment. :) I am just glad that the Desert Rose is online. Meanwhile, my deserted rose has probably decayed and is reforming as part of our ecosystem as I speak. Frankly, that guy's courage is commendable; I prolly would have froze or peed in my pants if I was in his place. The only regret I had was me embarrassing the Desert Rose. Sigh.