melancholy

The boy is sad, and so I am.

It's not the same as the boy is sad, and so am I.

You get my drift?

An economic perspective...

Let there be 2 goods. Time spent alone and time spent with you.

Let there be 2 agents. Me and you.

Is it possible to find a Pareto efficient outcome that will make both of us happy? Who would the results skew to?

We want to max our utilty subject to the time constraint.

max u(time alone, time spent wth you) s.t. t = 24 x 7

The question remains. What does our individual utility function look like?

Happily ever after

There is something about happily ever after endings that isn't quite complete. There are people who believe in it, and there are those who think that it is a fiasco. I am straddling between the two.

I just realized that Ralph Fiennes is an extremely versatile actor, and he now makes my list of favourite actors of all time. Somehow, watching him portray the role of Marshall in "Maid in Manhatten" redefines the meaning of happily ever after. I don't know why, but even up to now. I still get a thrill up my spine whenever I watch a "happily ever after"ending, and I would remain dazed for quite some moments before I revert back to my, not so happily ever after life, by Hollywood's standard, of course.

When we discover more of a person, does it make us love him/her more, or less? Depends on what we see, doesn't it? But sometimes, mystique is such a powerful aphrodisiac.

Some of us like to think that we are past the stage of exciting love rapture, and sweet talk, and have somewhat graduated to a more mature and less showy love, thinking that it gives us the license to laugh and scorn at love-raptured notes of adoration, or to view such intense romance with cynicism.

Oh, they will get over it one day. Wait till the fights start kicking in.

Then we wonder why our lives are so empty and devoid of excitement, or why our feelings have faded away.

I attended Zhou Ming's wedding yesterday, and encountered once again that powerful passage in 1 Corinthians 13. And I wrote down my thoughts on the bus home today.

The Bible says love is patient, love is kind, love is not self seeking. It doesn't ever say that love is exciting. Is it really possible to love another human being so ideally? It doesn't seem humanly possible, because human nature is just simply unlovable. Only with God's love can we love so unconditionally and selflessly. Yet this love is deemed weak in a dog-eat-dog world. Which bugger can really keep no record of wrongs? Only those with Alzheimer's! But I think God didn't paint this perfect picture of love to make us despair, but rather to give us a blueprint of the kind of love that we are all searching for.

the new sem

I have mixed feelings about this semester. There are ups and downs. Of course, I am still thankful for the PGP rooms, makes life alot easier. But the workload this semester is quite overwhelming, in terms of the content that we have to internalize.

Thats it for now. I'm tired. Now the boy just wrote a funny passage about my chin. But i am embarassed to post it. Those closer to us should know what I mean by that.