Good morning, Sunday :)
Initially I thought I can rest today, but apparently my supervisor has returned my 2nd draft yesterday morning, which means I must start working on my thesis (again). However, I don't think I have enough energy to spend 12 hours in lab like last Sunday, so I have decided to work on my presentations and assignments first and start my thesis slowly. Ohhh..maybe with jogging in the evening too :)
I have not written any proper post for the past few weeks, so let me start writing with the word "Sunday".
What does Sunday mean to you?
Sunday is a day to rest. Our Lord said, keep it holy!
Ok, let's get back to the real world. It's difficult to rest on Sunday while you have tons of things to do the following day right? Hahaha. However, Our Lord is correct, we need to rest :) Talking about spending more time with Our Lord on this day, I look at it as if you have 1 day a week to really spend time with your loved ones. It's something you're looking forward to, right? Hehehe.
What does Sunday mean to me?
Sometimes I feel that Sunday is an 'emo-day'. I think in my first two years in Singapore, if I cried or had homesick, most likely it would be on Sunday. Hahaha. Why? Because despite the fact that you went to Church with your friends, you missed your family when you attended mass.
I also miss my family 'ritual', going to Church on Sunday for 8.30am mass, followed by eating my favorite noodle in Pluit. Hahaha (2 bowls!). Okay...actually now my parents have found another favorite noodle, but still..going to Church and eating out together is a family ritual on Sunday.
Even if our family doesn't go out the whole day, my aunty, uncle, and cousins came to our house. Then, we would have dinner together in the evening. In final year of high school or during exam period, I sometimes didn't want to go out because I didn't feel confident for the test the next day, but my mom would say, "Let's go out, you study again later," or in the afternoon, "Study now, let's go out later." My mom's principle is there's no way you can study the whole day (she could not understand how people can study the whole day). I think she's correct. Psychologically, your brain is tired. You need to rest in-between. In fact, when I spent my reading week at home last year, I felt happier when I studied (but my grade was lower, hahaha, I did not focus enough)
Let's talk about Sunday....
Actually, I think after I started helping out in catechism last semester, I feel happier on Sunday. It reminds me of home in a positive way. When I attend mass after catechism, the memory of what the kids have said or done helps me to pray. A lot of things to pray for (including thanksgiving!!) and I see beauty in the kids, so there's less opportunity to feel sad or feeling alone.
This morning after mass, one kid that was in P1 last semester approached me and say "Hi". She's the younger sister of one of P4 kid that is in my class this semester. I got to know their younger brother too this morning. I felt really blessed even only with a "Hi" from them. It's beautiful to see how their parents teach them about the faith and again, like I said, the kids encouraged me to pray for them too.
In the past week, I've seen some people who 'have changed'. I won't say they're wrong, or in the word of one of them, 'failure'. I don't have right to judge them, but one thing I know, I feel sad. One of them told me that each person has his/her own way of what things make him/her happy, yet I do feel sad because my friend is kinda 'chooses' this path. Sometimes it can be quite overwhelming to talk to them, to respect them, to love them as friends, but at the same time, to suppress the feeling that you still want them to see the 'other way'. This feeling again has made me pray for the kids, so they always have the beautiful simple 'little' faith that they have, something that I always admire.
Have a blessed 3rd Sunday of Lent :)
Initially I thought I can rest today, but apparently my supervisor has returned my 2nd draft yesterday morning, which means I must start working on my thesis (again). However, I don't think I have enough energy to spend 12 hours in lab like last Sunday, so I have decided to work on my presentations and assignments first and start my thesis slowly. Ohhh..maybe with jogging in the evening too :)
I have not written any proper post for the past few weeks, so let me start writing with the word "Sunday".
What does Sunday mean to you?
Sunday is a day to rest. Our Lord said, keep it holy!
Ok, let's get back to the real world. It's difficult to rest on Sunday while you have tons of things to do the following day right? Hahaha. However, Our Lord is correct, we need to rest :) Talking about spending more time with Our Lord on this day, I look at it as if you have 1 day a week to really spend time with your loved ones. It's something you're looking forward to, right? Hehehe.
What does Sunday mean to me?
Sometimes I feel that Sunday is an 'emo-day'. I think in my first two years in Singapore, if I cried or had homesick, most likely it would be on Sunday. Hahaha. Why? Because despite the fact that you went to Church with your friends, you missed your family when you attended mass.
I also miss my family 'ritual', going to Church on Sunday for 8.30am mass, followed by eating my favorite noodle in Pluit. Hahaha (2 bowls!). Okay...actually now my parents have found another favorite noodle, but still..going to Church and eating out together is a family ritual on Sunday.
Even if our family doesn't go out the whole day, my aunty, uncle, and cousins came to our house. Then, we would have dinner together in the evening. In final year of high school or during exam period, I sometimes didn't want to go out because I didn't feel confident for the test the next day, but my mom would say, "Let's go out, you study again later," or in the afternoon, "Study now, let's go out later." My mom's principle is there's no way you can study the whole day (she could not understand how people can study the whole day). I think she's correct. Psychologically, your brain is tired. You need to rest in-between. In fact, when I spent my reading week at home last year, I felt happier when I studied (but my grade was lower, hahaha, I did not focus enough)
Let's talk about Sunday....
Actually, I think after I started helping out in catechism last semester, I feel happier on Sunday. It reminds me of home in a positive way. When I attend mass after catechism, the memory of what the kids have said or done helps me to pray. A lot of things to pray for (including thanksgiving!!) and I see beauty in the kids, so there's less opportunity to feel sad or feeling alone.
This morning after mass, one kid that was in P1 last semester approached me and say "Hi". She's the younger sister of one of P4 kid that is in my class this semester. I got to know their younger brother too this morning. I felt really blessed even only with a "Hi" from them. It's beautiful to see how their parents teach them about the faith and again, like I said, the kids encouraged me to pray for them too.
In the past week, I've seen some people who 'have changed'. I won't say they're wrong, or in the word of one of them, 'failure'. I don't have right to judge them, but one thing I know, I feel sad. One of them told me that each person has his/her own way of what things make him/her happy, yet I do feel sad because my friend is kinda 'chooses' this path. Sometimes it can be quite overwhelming to talk to them, to respect them, to love them as friends, but at the same time, to suppress the feeling that you still want them to see the 'other way'. This feeling again has made me pray for the kids, so they always have the beautiful simple 'little' faith that they have, something that I always admire.
Have a blessed 3rd Sunday of Lent :)
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