i'm lost.
i'm found.
i'm struggling.
i'm free.
i'm joyful.
i'm down.
i'm excited.
i'm dead bored.

i'm many things.
it wouldn't matter if i'm all these without you.
help me remember 'you' should be the reason, the end, the begining, and the means of all i am, do, and say.

C.O.N.T.A.G.I.O.U.S

my close friends would know i don't like being on a certain side of a camera lense.
go figure out which one, if you know me at all. haha..

anyway, the point of this entry's cause i'm thinking aloud.
i'm wondering why, how, and whether or not it makes sense, or whether it needs to make sense.
to myself, or to anyone for that matter.

it may be here to stay the way things are, or they may change.

what will be will be.. que sera sera...

even when it all comes crashing down..
i will still praise you as Lord God Almighty.

andrew's dad commented..
"wah.. like mafia like that.. "
hahaha..

it's the only thing that holds me back from turning away and never looking back..
it's unbearable, uncontrollable, and yet so liberating.

we love.. because He first loved us.
for those of you out that who flinch at what you so presume as a cliche,
my advice for you if you would accept it,
would be to do away with all of them,
but this one.

The precious blood of Jesus Christ redeems,
forgiven I’m alive,
restored set free.

Your majesty resides inside of me,
forever I believe.
forever I believe.

arrested by your truth and righteousness
your grace has overwhelmed my brokenness
convicted by your spirit,
led by your word

your love will never fail
your love will never fail

‘Cause I know you gave,
the world your only son for us to
know your name,
to live within the saviours love
and he took my place,
knowing he’d be crucified
and you loved.. you loved,
a people undeserving!

chronic's a pretty serious word.
being anti-social is not desireable.
i think i suffer from a chronic disability of socializing with people.
honest.

i've come to realise that patience; waiting upon the Lord whilst He takes His time to answer your questions gives rise to no doubt, no questioning, and best of all, an otherwise unimaginable amount of grace to accept.

thank you for conversation,
thank you for the time,
thank you for the friendship that was.

=)

handsome right? you decide which one... hahaha


this one's definitely cute.. =) hahaha.. adorable..


2 very close brothers of mine.. thank God for them..

when we reacquaint ourselves with old skills,
some call it knowledge-refreshment.
being honest about it,
let's come to terms that the only reason why 'refreshment' is required,
is cause we ain't masters of that skills yet,
and i don't think we'll ever be.
now i think i'm in the right frame of mind to tackle the question of why You're putting me through it all.

this repeated process was somewhat not received well,
but with the realization that it's necessary,
i think i wanna submit in obedience.
i do,
i honestly want to be able to say that nothing within my capacity can match up to the simplest of your plans,
help me do that please.
i'm messed up,
and i know you love messes like myself,
help me accept the fact that i can be loved,
and that you do love me.
i ain't mopping,
i ain't crying,
i'm rejoicing that You're God, my King, no one else... nothing compares.

you... could be my unintended...

that's a line from Muse - unintended.
sappy song, kinda moppy too. haha.
and i laughed when i heard it.
but that's cause i'm crying within.
no i'm not upset, i'm just being in touch with the many feelings i've been equipped with.

i think therefore i am.

no, i do not intend to come across as being philosophical today.
i just thought it was apt, but out of context.

silent bubbling excitement,
radical,
happiness,
joy,
acceptance,
sadness,
and embracing life.

some things once said,
maybe not agreed upon by great men,
are etched into history,
only a secret few would ever comprehend.

thanks for conversation.

i honestly think it's a nice cute bag.
it tickled me quite a bit, so yeah.

when we win, we praise God; when we lose, we praise God.

it's amazing how things fall into place,
when you decide to get right with the Lord.
and you thought you knew better huh..
tsk tsk.. once bitten twice shy obviously didn't apply here.
but so long we learn, that's what matters.

i ain't nice to you for a particular reason.

i'm nice cause i choose to be. period.

and as for you, it was really awkward the way you stared, so i shall not think about it for now. really, maybe not for a long time to come. not till it starts to defy logic once again.

i'm shelving those plans for now.

it doesn't change the fact you first appeared to the world on that day.

i was 3, at most 6 inches away from it.
to a physics person dealing with atoms, that's miles apart.
to a musician, that probably doesn't mean anything at all, apart from how far the cellist is from the viola player.
to an accountant, it's probably the thickeness of 2 audit books.

so honestly, i ain't blaming you for what you think. you are anyone. i'm myself. so yeah.

after much deliberation,
and also talking to people with more experience,

i'm settling for the Honda Cb400 Super4.
probably Spec II or Spec III. depending on availability.

for now, i'm going to look on the bright side of life,
there's popiah for dinner, after which i'm heading back to hostel.

it's her birthday today by the way, yeah, the country's.

there're some boys who make good boyfriends,
and others who make good husbands.

till that time where one is both,
i see no point.

i'm running from reality, but if that's my reality, who are you to say anything?