I went for cell today. The first cell group meeting of the year. I have promised myself that I will go for cell regularly and I really want to keep that promise. I guess I'm someone who lacks the self-discipline or motivation to achieve what I have promised myself to do. Well, at least for some things.
Had dinner just now with Jessica and her mum at Lulu, and this was the first time I actually had to pack the leftover food myself! Says a lot about the service huh. But I still prefer the food at Lulu to the one at OE. Food at OE is too oily for me. Anyway, we were talking about health issues and also cancer before our food came. I was reminded again that I should never ever take my health for granted. I'm kind of sick of being reminded of that all over again, even though I know that I'm taking my health for granted to a certain extent (such as by sleeping late). But what struck me was us talking about cancer. I know someone very dear to me who has had cancer and I think that has resulted in a different perspective altogether. I had a sudden thought: what if that person is suddenly taken away from me because of cancer? That basically just scares me.