Lately, I have been craving for things that I usually will stay a foot away from. Just had century egg and liver congee for lunch. Sounds disgusting? It was so yummy and satisfying especially on a rainy Monday afternoon. On Saturday, I actually ordered myself a steak for dinner. People who know me well will tell you that I don't eat steak, because I think it'll make me smell like a cow. I don't even drink milk. I thought it was delicious.

On the contrary, my interest for chocolates seemed to have waned. I don’t crave for it much anymore, and I didn't even enjoy my white chocolates last night. It just seemed gooey and cloyingly sweet, sticky enough to glue my capillaries together. I stay away from coffee completely too. Not that I've ever been a huge fan of the bean, but I didn’t mind a cuppa once in a while. Now, I’d rather drink Chamomile anytime.

I'm coming to the end of my dosage of iron tabs. Wonder if my haemoglobin levels are any higher after nearly a month. I do feel better, though fatter. My period is not here yet, and perhaps that's contributing to my tiredness, bloatedness, and enormous unpredictable appetite too.

I bought myself a book to read - 'To Kill a Mockingbird' by Harper Lee. It's an old literature text that I probably read in school, but I just felt like slowly re-reading it over again. Since I can’t afford to do my EMBA ($164,000, unless I have a super rich, nice and generous sponsor), I've decided to read a variety of books that I've always wanted to, mainly old English classics. I love Amy Tan as an author ever since Joy Luck Club (which I read over at least 5 times) and would probably want to read 'Gone with the Wind' sometime this year too.

While life is not always what you want it to be, I came to grateful appreciation that we are blessed beyond what we often realize. We can improve the quality of our own lives, and even influence those around us, if only we stop complaining and start doing something about it.

Aunt Jennifer's cancer has taken a bad turn. It’s so dismal to hear of bad news like this. She's gone through so many chemotherapy sessions and operations but cancer still managed to hold a tight grip on her. When I visited her last weekend, I even asked if the doctor gave her a time frame to full recovery that she can look forward to. It's such a pity, and I really do hope that she keeps up the good fight and not lose hope.

Psalms 91:5,6 says that I will not need to fear the terror by night nor the pestilence that walks in darkness because my God will deliver me from them all. I thank God for His word and hold on to His promise.

On Friday, we met a Singaporean working in Shanghai who happened to be back last week. I knew he meant well, as he kept telling me to not be saddened by the bleak economic outlook, that working experience is more important than getting additional academic qualifications, and how he's currently an associate director of an English public listed firm without ever attended university. As much as I appreciate his concern, I'm not the least worried about losing my job, my bank's plummeting share price, growing old, sick, poor and lonely, or feeling insecure in an unstable milieu because I know my God will take care of me, and bless me abundantly. Though some may disagree, its just about my faith, and what I believe in. It's something that stays in my heart that no one can ever change.