Filming Videos with mah Friends

Two days ago, which was a Monday, three of my friends came over to my house to film a video for their project. I say their project because I'm not involved, although I do have my own group for the project. They aren't the same class as me, so I wasn't part of the group. All the same, I was pretty good friends with them, even more than my classmates, I daresay.

So anyway, I was to go to down and pick them up from the void deck where they were suppose to wait and bring them up. I went to lunch with one of them and at 1 pm, we ran back to the void deck. When everyone had arrived, we went up to my apartment.

To sum up the first three hours, all we did was to laze around, curl up with our phones, play around with my instruments, make paper crown and mustaches, take sneaky photos of each other and a little planning (they did that, I'm just the camera person). Finally at four, we got right down to business. Which was filming the video, woo hoo!

They had decided to role-play the story they had chosen and in that story, there was a king and two of his friends. By the way, it was a project that involved us blogging about a Chinese book (that we got to choose) and it was necessary for us to make a video. It took us several tries to get the video right because we totally screwed it up by laughing. Can't really blame us though, my friends were just too hilarious with their crowns and umbrellas (used as a walking stick). And then there was the talking in a deplorable China accented Chinese. Too. Freaking. Hilarious.

After filming which took us a whole 40 minutes to get it right, we went down to buy drinks. Not that there aren't any in my house, bubble tea seemed pretty welcoming at that time. But as luck would have it, the stall was closed so we went to the supermarket and got some health drink instead. Oh well.

It isn't something much I did with my friends, but I loved it all the same. It's a reminder that I can actually, y'know, make friends, as cheesy as it might sound. Oh well.

XOXO,
Aria

Going to Church?!

So hey guys, I've got this little problem here. I go to church every Sunday but in this past couple years, I'm beginning to feel that it is a waste of time. To be honest here, I go because my family goes, not because I'm joyfully going to the Lord's house to worship Him. I go there every Sunday for Sunday School where we learn about Christ, and then the Worship service since I was six. Which is more than half my life now. And if I were not to go, I'd have this really bad feeling, like disloyalty or something. Then a doomed feeling, because I'm not saved and I'll go to hell when I die and death, is unpredictable. All I know that each second I'm alive, death looms nearer. And nearer. And I think, what do I live for, only to die?

 

As Dan calls it, maybe an Existential crisis. But no, what I think is more than that. 

See, from what I understand, I go to Church to worship God. The extremely, supremely, big and major problem is that I don't believe Christ died for us. The root, the foundation, the basic to Christianity and I have failed to grasped it--The belief of Christ.

I feel really bad for confessing that because for half my life, I have been thought to believe that and until now, I still don't believe. It isn't that I don't want to believe, I really do, I do want to want to believe in Him but I just can't. I don't have the want for Him.

True Christians who have steadfast faith in the Lord will try to help me and try contradicting my points to convince me. For example, they may say that the Lord created the world. After all, if it wasn't for him, how would the universe exist?

And then I will think, then who created the Lord? And they will say, no one, because He has no beginning nor an ending, because He was just there. If that is the case, then why is it not logical to believe that the universe was just there from the beginning? Am I not right? It is logical to believe that God created the world and God has no creator, so why is it not logical to believe that the world created us? Maybe that the world was just there, without a beginning? I don't know, I really don't know.

Then comes in the Bible. All these evidences are stated in the bible. It's all in Genesis. From the Chapter 1, it already starts talking about the beginning of existence. From the first day to the sixth day. The sabbath was for God to rest. By now, I'd say I'm familiar with all these knowledge, but it's all like remembering notes and facts to me. It's cool, yeah, but I don't feel the importance of it. And we all know how important something is if it determines our past, present, future of lives. 

But all these, I question. How do you know if the Bible is true? Maybe some events and records were written down and maybe they are indeed true, but how would you know that the reasoning behind it isn't the twisted version? Say a person believed a certain bad or good thing happen was because of Lord, how would you know if they weren't blinded by hope or desperation. I don't know, I really don't know. This is all a blur to me. How can I believe when I don't know?

Alright so this isn't where all my questions stop, but I hope someday, I will believe and trust in the Lord. 

First Post!

Heyyy... So this is my first post in this blog. But I've got like more than half a dozen blogs under different accounts so no biggie, really. Nothing new, totally old thing to me.

Then what's so special about this blog? Oh well. My hopes? To blog about my life as close to reality as possible. My other blogs are a crap load of pure nonsense, stupendous nothings at the very much. Perhaps one or two are actually constantly run but oh well. Another blog, entirely different story.

As I've said, I have uncountable numbers of account, each with their whimsically adorable made-up name. This is no different. I am not Aria Callieo although my true name do indeed begin with an A. Maybe an R too. Ah well.

Let's begin with the introductions. How are you? Never have been finer, thank you. I am a young lady who resides in Asia, specifically in the South-East. And being Asian, yes, I have Asian traits with the dark hair and dark eyes. Fond of books, often found buried in one under the dim candlelight of stars. And if I'm not, close your eyes and you'll hear a melody. I will be in darkness, playing a sweet mournful song. Piano, erhu, violin... I play them all. Can't say I am barely more than an amateur at the violin this time, though. Still fresh and new. Barely coaxed a few croaking notes out of the strings.

Academic wise... I suck at languages, more of an expert at math and science although in my mid-year exams, I haven't been doing well for math :'( Quite the opposite, I've been faring quite well for literature. Yayyyyyyz.

Time here is 11.40 pm, the bed is already calling to me. Can't say no, though. G'nite.

XOXO,
Aria

P.S. I usually do not sound that cheesy. I know it's an epic fail attempt at... Whatever was that horrifying thing I just wrote?! I DO NOT sound like that in reality, I promise. Must have accidentally ate poison or something.