Nearly one rational year on

Probably no one really comes to this blog anymore, but that's not what a blog's for, I guess. Nearly one year on, and I've come back to it, after my A levels, after finishing yet another year at school. It's really been quite some time since I've written just for fun, in a narrative, descriptive style, unlike the pseudo-analytical, evaluative and expository writing I've been doing for the past year in school. And I'm not really used to doing so. But I guess I'll just try. That reveals a lot of what I've been so busy about, haha.

It's deceivingly easy, yet, you find yourself trying to express, let's see, what's that word, un-express-ible (?) feelings, emotions, things (the best word to fall back on yet), and find yourself falling flat on your face just expressing yourself, not writing or analysing. It's the simplest things that are the hardest, really.

In the past year, let's see, I don't think I've changed a lot myself, though some people have told me that I have. It's really not up to me to judge, but it's definitely up to me to decide. If there's been change, I do hope it has been for the better. But what's really defined as better or worse, in deciding a person's character or personality? From what I know, I think the change was for the better. If not a lot, at least a little. That's what I would hope for.

Haha, hope. That's how the President-elect, became, well, the President-elect. Funny thing, hope. It's often perceived to be so intangible, inexplicable, so unconnected with the rational, scientific, and economic thinking that has come to dominate our modern psyche today. Now the fad is to be on the thinking side of the fence. Yet, it is also the thing that so many of us hold dearly, close to our hearts, never to let it go, for there's always that little flicker of hope, of light at the end of the long, dark tunnel, that, while forgotten, apparently has the strength and power to save us whenever we falter a little too much. And it was cleverly played on in this time of turmoil that all of us have to struggle with, in whatever aspect of our life.

Whatever the case, I do place my trust in God and take my own leap of faith. Hope, for me, while fine and dandy, can never be as good as faith. Sticking by one's moral principles, especially in confusing and misleading situations, is as good as any other solution. Why wholly trust a compass when you can see the stars?

I'm irrational and illogical, so whack me.