Me, Myself and Jesus

To all my faithful readers (yup, all three of you, including you mom), this post will differ slightly from my previous postings in that it will be centered around the things I did the last weekend (I ran out of ideas of things to write you see...hyuk hyuk).

How is that different from my other posts? Well, I usually try to talk less about myself and more about the issues and events which everyone can relate to. But being the 'adventurous & creative' person (urrggghhh) that I am, I thought I'd turn this post into a sort-of online journal. Yeah, that sounds interesting...hmmmm.

Anyway, let us begin.

And Friday It Was

Last friday was like any other friday before it. I went to the office, did some work (the key word being 'some'...ho ho ho), waited for the time to slowly tick by, yadda yadda yadda. The usual mundane drudgery :)

After work, I joined some friends for a cell group outing at Paris Restaurant in ss2. As usual, the food was excellent, the service was freakishly efficient and the prices were low, low, LOW! Hurrah for cheap food! Having said that, I didnt eat as much as I normally would though. Whereas I would normally devour around three bowls of rice, that night I restricted myself to only ONE! Major achievement, *clap clap*!

Having stuffed our faces with an assortment of beef, vegetables, tau foo and squid, my cell group then headed on down to HoneyBee for some dessert. I didnt order anything though as I'm not a huge fan of dessert.

Yup, you heard that right. I DONT particularly like ice-cream!

You are permitted to scream in disbelief.

Music is Food for the Soul

Later that night, a few of us headed down to Alexis, KL, to catch some live music . It was pretty good! They had an acoustic performance the night consisting of 3 guitarists and a pianist. Pretty tight overall, plus the female lead had an amazing voice!

We stayed there till around 1:30 am, when I had to adjourn to meet up with some colleagues in Zouk. Yup, Zouk, you remember that place right? Well, let me tell you this, Zouk is DEAD!

D-E-A-D!!

Being a friday night and all, you would expect the place to be packed to the brim with our local party animals, clubbers and socialites right? Heck no! Why, I could count the number of people there on one bemittened hand! Alright, I'm exaggerating a tad bit here, but you get my drift.

Me and my colleagues lounged around for an hour or so in that barren excuse for a club before finally deciding to head on to barfly. Barfly was much better mind you. Decent music, a thronging crowd and good company. Ahhh, what more could a stressed out working-peon ask for on a friday night? :)

I Spy With My Little Eye

I woke up early on saturday morning because I had made plans to see an eye specialist at SJMC to get my eyes checked up. I've been having some problems with my vision lately you see. My eyes get tired frequently and sometimes, it takes me awhile to focus on things. Quite unnerving really, especially considering I've had perfect eye sight all my life!

Anyway, I went to the hospital, saw the doctor and had multiple tests performed on my poor retinas only to have the doctor tell me that my eyes are in perfect working condition, and that the reason I exhibit such symptoms is because of my lack of sleep. Wow, I paid RM116 for the doctor to tell me something my mom has been telling me all this while? Ah well, dont get me wrong. I'm very happy that the doctor found nothing wrong with my eyes, and I really, really thank God for that. It's just that I wished I listened to my mom (I could have saved RM116 that way ya' know).

Having been saved from a lifetime of spectacle-wearing-misery, I was in the mood to celebrate. And celebrate I did, by way of screaming and shouting along with the latest tunes, together with a group of my friends. Picture this, a bunch of people in a room, music blasting at more than a hundred decibels with loud screeching voices echoing all around. Sounds like fun? That's karaoke-ing for you...and trust me when I say, its a great way to bond with your friends.

The sign of a good friend? Someone who chooses to remain your friend even after you've abused their ear-drums with your horrendous rendition of Aerosmith's 'I Dont Wanna Miss A Thing'. Friendship is sweet *sniff sniff*.

Sunday was pretty normal. I went to church (always a great experience!), had lunch with my friends and spent the rest of the afternoon watching The Sopranos with my girlfriend. At night, I attended my cousin's first birthday. Yup, she's only one year old.

Nothing makes you feel older than seeing a birthday cake with a grand total of ONE candle on it. Sighhhh.

All Good Things Must Come To An End, Maybe...

Sunday drew to a close, and as I rested my head on my pillow and closed my eyes, I could only reflect back on my life and be thankful for all God has blessed me with, and for all He truly is.

Without Jesus, my memories and expriences are but a hazy, meaningless recollection of things gone by.

As I drifted off, these two words brought comfort to my heart and a smile to my lips....

"Jesus Saves".

After all, isnt that what life is all about?