Aloha once again! I'm sorry, I broke my assurance of regular updates (refer to previous entry). I'm not promising anything this time. I had no idea how busy this term's going to be! We'll be making our own psychological tests pretty soon. We've already decided on a construct, so we'll see how it goes from there.

A lot's been going on since my last entry. My, how time flies! It hasn't been all fun though. I've had my share of worries, doubts, fears, and the like these past few months - finding myself in highly complicated situations (trust me when I say highly) that I never thought I'd land in.

In every mishap, however, I'm sure we'd all agree that what is most important is we find ways to overcome these trials and learn from them.


Lesson #1: There really is no use crying over spilled milk.

I was watching Lion King and was struck when Timon and Pumbaa told a young Simba this statement: "Kid, you gotta learn to put your past behind 'ya." An older Simba tells Nala the same thing later on in the movie and adds: "Sometimes bad things happen and there's nothing we can do about it, so why worry?".

True enough. Why worry about something you can't change anyway? It's done. Looking back at the damage will only make you feel, well, miserable.

Lesson #2: Never regret something done with the intention to help.

I know the feeling of helplessness that comes with the realization that there's absolutely nothing you can for someone who doesn't want to change. To add insult to injury, the person knows that what he's doing is wrong and knows what is supposed to be done, but just won't do anything about it. But if you think about it, was it really a waste?

I say nay. At first I felt it was all a huge ginormous mistake to try changing this one very wrong thing about a friend of mine. My time, efforts, and sacrifices were like paper going down a shredder, but what about the positive feelings I got along the way? I can't say that those were wastes. I can't rid myself of the truth that my friend trusted me enough to tell me what's going on, and it isn't something easy to say. I won't be able to just erase the joy that I felt that I was starting to make a difference in someone's life. My friend actually listened to me, at least for sometime. And most of all, I'll forever have a burning testimony on prayer, which brings me to:

Lesson #3: PRAYER - the simple solution to all of life's miseries.

When my heartaches were too much to bear, I prayed. When I didn't know what to do, I prayed. And you know what? He's listening. I knew and felt it that moment. Prayer does wonders, you have my word. You should try it, it heals :)


Though in the end my friend chose not to listen, I have no regrets because I feel good about a lot of things now. Come to think of it, everything I've been through was more of a blessing than a nuisance. It's my friend's problem anyway, not mine. I did my part, he should do his. What he chooses is not in my hands anymore. Again, I quote Timon and Pumbaa: "Hakuna Matata! It means no worries for the rest of your days. It's our-problem free philosophy". So, Hakuna Matata!