Of Curly Beards and Chirpy Songs

We had the most sinful of dinners yesterday. Kebab, sausages, mashed potato with cheese, grilled chicken wings and wine and coke. Today we had pasta with lots of cheese and coke and Ben and Jerry's ice cream for dessert. The day before yesterday we had a barbecue. I can't imagine what my arteries must look like by now. I imagine them being all squishy and clogged with dripping fat.

I realised something terrible today. I'm eating as much as a guy. My housemates seem to assume that I eat as much as they do, and pile my plate high with whatever dinner they have on hand. And the worst thing of all is that I've become used to it, and guzzle away like the best of them. Next thing you know a curly beard will be sprouting from my chin. Ugh...

I burned a CD for Andrew and Liting recently that has one of the nicest songs I've ever heard. It's called "No One Loves me like you" and it's by Jars of Clay. I've been putting it on repeat and the chirpy intro just makes me want to dance around and jump all over the place.

I'm also listening to a song Hao Ern recommended. It's called "Crazy" and it's by Mercy Me. It makes alot of sense to me how people who seem to hold strong beliefs are seen as slightly off their rockers by the rest of the world. I guess that it pays off more to be yourself than to pretend to hold the views of everyone else.

"I have not been called to the wisdom of this world..
But to a God who is calling out to me..
And even though the world may think
I'm losing touch with reality
It would be crazy
To choose this world over eternity"