it's a saturday.
i'm in my pjs all day long. (who said wearing pjs past 10AM was being lazy?)
moonkie comes to me and scratches at my leg so as to be on my lap.
i listen to lectures all day long and finish an assignment.

my mother told me i needed to get a life today.
oi.

once school is over...

it's not that He didn't have any power to overthrow those who put Him on the cross.
he had all the power to take control;
he had all the right.

Imagine:
He probably had the power to crush his persecutors to smithereens, but he didn't.

this is what it means to be meek:
to surrender your right, your power for the sake of loving others.
this is pure strength;
this is what it means to be God almighty.

It blows my mind once again.
and it brings me to a place of humility
and desire to become more and more like Christ.

last Tuesday, as I was walking down the stairs of some kid's house, I happened to slip on the last two steps. I landed right on my tail bone and hit my back on the step above. The first sensation I had was that my behind felt numb. Then, all of a sudden this surge of energy shot up my spine and told me that there was something wrong. It wasn't that I was immobile. I could get up and walk. But, I did not feel right. All day, I could not sit  properly without feeling shocks up my tail bone and spine.

I got X-rays taken on Thursday, and it turned out that I had "chipped" my tail bone a bit. The doctor said that I didn't have to worry much about it, or even go for therapy. I'm feeling a lot better, but I have to say that I never want to feel this kind of pain ever in my life again. This kind of pain is so sudden. I make some kind of movement, and I get this jolt of pain. If I can't anticipate it, I hate it.

My physiotherapy friend of mine gave me a donut shaped inflatable cushion to sit on. It really does help a lot. Unfortunately, when I took it to my student's house, he said to me, "Teacher, you didn't hurt your tail bone, did you? You actually have hemorrhoids, huh?" Apparently the donut is used for those who have hemorrhoids. >.< . No wonder my father warned me to put the donut in a bag instead of carrying it all over the place. hehehe.

So, lesson learned: Do not wear socks down a flight of wooden (and wiped down?) stairs.