Rant #1

Blogging just didn't appeal to me for a long time. I wanted to write but I think I reached a time where I just didn't know what to do first. There were piles of undone work that only my conscience was motivating me to complete. Homework carries no marks for my course. And there was the daily task of catching up on sleep. And the unpredictable WiFi. Hence, the blogging drought. demotivated, I was.

everyone reaches a moment in life when they begin to search for their purpose. I see my friends, going through life daily, following routine. Some of them experience a shadow of BG love but still call it true. A few times, my friends have said that life is hard, unfair, difficult. I fear for the future us. 

I see myself falling into a routine too, wishing for a break from all the busyness. I feel I haven't found peace. Ironic. Being a Christian. Everyone thinks you are silly for following Jesus. They brush the thought of Christianity aside, already set pretty firmly in their view of church people. 

We are hypocrites, we Christians. I don't know, but somehow we give people the idea that all of us think we are holy and perfect and those that don't follow us we condemn to eternal hell. In real life, we aren't perfect, so maybe they hate us. I dunno. But not all, many also wonder why this giant group of people are so happy. Just to set it straight, being a Christian, I do experience a hope, since I know where I am going after I die. But I also face the difficulty of acknowledging the fact that I can't act like the people around me. I have to follow a higher rule. But I often fail. Definitely, there are others who do better. But there's no excuse for us to 

I'm not sure what I'm trying to prove here. mm..keep searching for God. Nights.