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?

i felt a great grief.
whoever said you can only feel the hurt for those you knew obviously fail to realise this sorta pain.

i've moved out.
i've moved in.

Thank You for Your providence.
Amen.

i think i'm mad to be up at this time. yes it's 5 in the morning.
i'll be driving later, so i'm going to need liquid gold that comes from cherry seeds. haha.

take care you all out here, cause i'm heading west.

i was highly disturbed this morning halfway thru worship.

an abrupt feeling of despair overcame me, because i forgot a simple truth.

the Lord shall be praised in all circumstances - whether good or bad - simply for who He is.

Lord when you're glorified,
my heart is satisfied to know,
all praise and honour are Yours,
and when all creation sings,
to you the King of kings,
all praise and honour are Yours.

help me be less critical when looking at others;
more critical when i look at my reflection in the mirror.
help me be less worried about the things i have no control over;
and more worried about the things you've entrusted into my hands.

it takes me approx 40mins to get to school via the ECP from parkway, at 90km/h.
and 20mins from school to home, via the PIE, at max speed.

remember, it's about him, not you.

interesting how my previous thoughts are being worded by people whom i speak to.

very interesting indeed.

well, i will take note of the advice. thanks for it.

jing, it's uncanny.
i mention to you casually on hindsight the last thing we talked about, and the very next day, i come face to face with my last major problem once again.

it's creepy, and it's depressing.

first and the last?
i don't know, honestly i'm not sure.
i'll let you know in future i guess.

You crossed the great divide, You took our place
You offered up Your life though we have failed
the veil was torn and love remained
You are holy Lord

Distraction costs us, how we seek Your face
we offer up our lives to bring You praise
a love the walls cannot contain
You are holy Lord

We're rising up in spirit and in truth
a living sacrifice we worship You
people undivided, Lord hear us sing
we are Yours and You are our King

This is our love
Hearts joined as one
Desperate for all You are
Lord break down these walls
and see how we love
Desperate for all You are
We chase Your heart

We didn´t come to leave here entertained
or worship under any other name
we're crying out for You alone
You are holy Lord

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Show us the way to Your heart

we found our voice
we found our cause
were on our knees, the carpet's worn
we join our hearts
with distant shores and sing to You Lord

monday: tuition 330pm till 6pm.
tuesday: piano make up for Sheryl at 6pm, then lunch with shuhui, tanya, and joyce.
wednesday: tuition with cheryl, followed by tuition with prisc.
thursday: tuition with Isaac, tuition with evan.
friday till next tuesday: BANGKOK! hahaha.

temporal relief in an on-going, never-ending battle.
it cannot go on like this.

it's weird how the torrential effect is always right after the accounting.
it's logical, yet uncanny.

what good's a key that does not unlock a lock?
but the lock does not lose it's meaning when the key ceases to exist.
it's cause some things are just meant to be locked away,
never to be unlocked ever again.

i. zza 'belle says:

doing stuff
ha. i miss jing man

roy - it's still not time. says:

haha. yeah i miss her too.
hahaha