Wednesday, December 31, 2025

belated update: to still give thanks for

stressor/ mistake no. 1
living with a ghost above my apartment until 27 july.

things to still be thankful for
or what i've learned from this ordeal

the name of jesus really does hold the power to silence the enemy and stop it in its tracks. so does speaking in tongues. however, the utterer has to mean whatever they say, or else it's as useless as a rattling empty tin can. praise and worship is also...a great weapon against the enemy. 

it (the act of praise and worship) might not totally silence the enemy all the time, but it sure does subdue (and sometimes silence) the enemy. (it's just that it also interfered with my sleep, because if i didn't have the music on loud enough, that fucker upstairs would keep making itself loud enough.)

ghosts hate sunlight and a fresh breeze blowing in. noise-making ghosts are very responsive to human attention, crave being acknowledged and feed off of (not to mention, relish stirring up) fear. 

oh, and the guli-marble ghost is real. (in anglophone countries, it is also known as a poltergeist.) but thankfully, so is jesus, and the power his blood and name have.

stressor/ mistake no. 1b
making contact with the from-china 'homestay' resident next door to ask if he heard the same noise.

things to still be thankful for
or what i've learned from this ordeal

i got to know what i've always wanted to know first-hand about (kinda like the 70-year-old from new crea) what it's like for someone with his characteristics. for example, what it's like behind the great firewall. and other characteristics i'll not care to share about.

oh, and it's the first time i've ever personally spoken to someone so deluded, i only learnt of the name for the term months later when news clips (that my parents' tv's yt recommended me) started doing features on it: AI sycophancy. no matter how...diplomatically i tried to put it across to him, AI had succeeded in fooling him into thinking that he was...creating phenomenally great projects, when they were all mediocre at best. sorry to say. since none of his projects had yet gone 'live' at the time, i believe 'the real world' will teach him the truth (or maybe already has, by now).

stressor/ mistake no. 2
responding to the job ads of 2 companies run by duplicitous employers.

things to still be thankful for
or what i've learned from this ordeal

apparently, i am still valuable in terms of getting employed by others! both companies wanted me to work for them before even meeting me in person, despite getting many resumes from other job applicants.

google for glassdoor reviews. and even if there aren't any bad reviews, it doesn't mean that the company still doesn't suck. check with official government sources if something feels illegal to do.

oh, and sg still feels like (2nd) home to me (location-wise). it was glorious to return. also, i finally know what the procedure is like, to drive into sg and back, as well as to go through the bus-commuters' immigration clearance, post-lockdown. i also learned that sunday mornings are still jam-free. (sigh...i'd return to new crea services in-person if i didn't have dwindling $ issues to consider. but i'll definitely set foot there again someday soon. like within half a decade's time.)

stressor/ mistake no. 2b 
providing personal information and agreeing to an invasive, overly comprehensive (yet crucial-mistake filled) medical checkup before having access to the job's offer letter (or in this case, a lengthy contract), let alone formally accepting the job.

things to still be thankful for
or what i've learned from this ordeal

absolutely refuse to hand over copies of personal documents or give out personal information, let alone agree to a medical checkup if the job offer letter (or in this case, a lengthy contract) has not first been given.

i learned a lot more things than i would like to know about the inside of my body. such as the fact that i was pumping out extra heartbeats. (that said, jp did amazingly pray for the healing of "all kinds of arrhythmia...including extra heartbeats" during the next sunday service's livestream. so i may have already been healed, idk.)

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done! good riddance all you bad events of 2025. and here's to a wiser 2026 with less shit encountered and...more breakthroughs, especially for the things i've been waiting ages for, such as *cough* greater freedom from my mother *cough*.