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There are reports of a growing popularity among some men in Japan for ‘’love dolls'’, even as a substitute for a relationship with a real women. - Reuters

Sigh, when I saw this on CNA today, I was, for a lack of better words, grossed. In some sense, disturbed?

(This was taken off the news interview/video clip.)

I mean, check that Jap guy out? He says, ‘A human girl can cheat on you, or betray you sometimes but these dolls never do those things; they belong to me 100%.’ As you can see, he’s spent thousands on those silicon things which sit in his living room, because he can’t love real women anymore, so he’s turns to these Love Dolls (a.k.a. Sex Dolls) for ‘love, affection, and sex’. They cost close to USD1000 each and are designed to be as real as possible, hence the 35 joints silicon material.. He actually talks to them and goodness knows what..

This guys in green, Ta-bo, is just one of many amound the Japs. Don’t you think the world is going nuts, deceived by all these lies and nonsense from the devil!? :S It makes me really really sad..

I mean, literally this time, women have been reduced to objects. More than that, it shows how we’ve come to a point where we can’t trust people anymore? Then we create for ourselved ‘people’ who are so gonna trust us, and for guys such as him, satisfy Man’s carnal pleasures?! What delusion! Aiya, I don’t know, I hardly have a conclusion for this..  

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Prov 4:10-15 (NKJV) 

10 Hear, my son, and receive my sayings,
      And the years of your life will be many.
       11 I have taught you in the way of wisdom;
      I have led you in right paths.
       12 When you walk, your steps will not be hindered,
      And when you run, you will not stumble.
       13 Take firm hold of instruction, do not let go;
      Keep her, for she is your life.
       14 Do not enter the path of the wicked,
      And do not walk in the way of evil.
       15 Avoid it, do not travel on it;
      Turn away from it and pass on. 

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Oh yes, Plaza Sing has a newly-(halfway)-revamped foodhall at Basement 2. There seems to be many shopping malls doing this these days. Somewhat like Ngee Ann City, Raffles City, J8, and now, PS. Hmm..

So… just as soon as I gave up on Maths in school, I headed down to Trumpet Praise to look for the album ‘Sweety Broken’. Sweetly Broken (by Jeremy Riddle) was a background song I heard from a video played at Church of Our Saviour last Saturday. It was so inspiring, so there I was scribbling down fragments of lyrics while it played so I could Google it or something.. It’s a good song. Unfortunately, I couldn’t bear to part with my money just now. ): Sigh..    

Back to the new foodhall, there’s this new donut place Missy Donut. The queue was short enough, and since I never got on to join the Donut Factory craze, I got on! (: But, it wasn’t awfully great, I mean, my school canteen can compare leh! Heh! Yea, a bit of the doughy taste.. no fragrance.. Oh well, I queued for 10 mins only! I’d be too free if I were to queue again.   

I need to go on strike. I tried today. Failed. Haha! I thought I had made it clear that doing dinner on Sundays is no-no for me. Yet, I got a call in the middle of the day while I was out saying that if I don’t go back early to cook the salmon today, the males at home will be really pitiful to not get to eat Salmon. I got extremely defensive, I admit, to hear that. I mean, weekdays I’m ok with it, in fact, I really enjoy cooking and seeing them enjoy the fruits of my labour, but Sundays? I just don’t want to! ):

I guess I was rude to think, ‘Excuse me? What you mean they’ll be pitiful?! Too bad!’ In a way, I will always feel bad saying those kinda things, but then the selfish side of me reacts in such a manner. So anyway, when I got home at 7pm after the mentoring session at Carol’s, I still did it anyway, sulking, as much as I insisted I wouldn’t.. To a certain extent, though not much, I feel bad. You know, my greatest weakness these days is to indulge in self-pity. I was just SMSing my form teacher (who is Christian) that in some days amidst trials where I don’t see God’s hand, I just go into that self-pity mode. She said yes I’m sure that God will provide your every need. This is absolutely nothing new, but it’s really encouraging to know that she’d very much like to be a part of God’s work in her student’s life! 

I may not be in a Mission school like AC, but the greatest blessing in RJ is to know that in the secular world, there are Christians out there, and it’s that common thing that draws Christians together, no matter how short you’ve known each other. This is something I’d take for granted in ACJC. Yea! (: I’m glad!