Hope.

Because the Disadvantage still struggle
Because the Crippled still walk
Because the Deaf still speak
And the Blind still see

There is still hope.

Because the sun still rise
Because the cloud still rain
Because the wind still sing
And the moon still shine

There is still hope.

Because you still have your freedom
to express to feel to speak
Because you still have your limbs
to walk to hold to touch
Because you still have your eyes
to see to judge to appreciate
Because we are blessed

There is still hope.

After I stopped attending the temple that I had been going to, I start to pray. And miraculously, I feel safer in my troubled mind. As much as I can be open-minded to these worldly-affairs that are occurring every second, my state of my mind tend to slip into the circumstances of turbulent. It can be quite hard and terrible, given the fact that I am stress from all my studies, but I will survive.

Confusion is just another state of mind; I am a living contradictory.

And when I do pray, I pray to Mother Teresa. Her words always open the doors in my life and I thank God for this.

I thank you too. You; whoever that is reading this sentence. Thank you.














God and religions.

We tend to forget who we were before. Because as we aged, the safety net that had always been there is gone and we have too many things at stake if we fall. Consequently, we become timid and our hearts lack the courage.

We have to survive and we will.

That leap of faith. Jump.

Insomnia.

Seriously, I am physically tired. But my mind just keep streaming with thoughts, many of which I couldn't filter out of my head. And if you ask me what I am thinking of, I don't know. Randomly mixed stuffs like what I am going to do after grad to how is my gf's sleep. 

Darn. The synthesis of fatigue and insomnia is scandalizing my soul and damaging my body!

Hush

It is quiet now;

The owls have stop their hunt

and the crickets are dreaming.

Be quiet now;

The dogs' ears are sensitive

and the stars are watching.

Come

Slowly across the bridge;

The fishes can hear the steps

and the river can feel our breath

Gently take the steps;

The flowers are loving your grace

and the trees are whistling your praise.

Hold

Tightly to my hands;

The cloud kisses the moon

as they come together in the sky.

The dolphins cries wake the ocean,

The sloths' screams shook the jungle

For this moment this time,

when the cloud kisses the moon.

The change is changing and I could feel it in myself too.

I think the best thing I should do and remember, is that no matter how far or high i climb, I must never forget the origins of my existence. cheers.

SMU is a Crazy Place.

Drinking and clubbing during the camp is the last thing you can think of. seriously.

Awesome.

You know what is the most disgusting trait of humans? It is that we never learn from our lessons and only know how to cherish it when it's gone. Because seriously, this is happening everywhere and every-time.

I am not an exceptional. I know this myself.

It was just a frequent walk across the road and all of a sudden, this guy ran past and dashed across the road. The approaching car was cruising at a relatively high speed, with the likely scenario it was going to hit him hard in the ass. But likely suggested that this incident did not happen. 

However, what happened next, i believe for me and everyone else, is that thought that ran through our minds about how this guy right there could have just gave his life to death. That thought, that freaking thought that drive through me digusted me.

Truth is, life is as vulnerable as it is strong. It's like a diamond, it is hard yet brittle.

Watching MJ's Public Memorial just drive the message even closer to your heart and soul. One moment you may be dancing and rehearsing, braving and fighting your critics, tiring and taxing your mind and soul. The next moment, you are lying in the woods, your families crying as the hearse cruise down the alley, people around the world paying tribute to a king. The songs and the speeches of the Memorial are making my heart ache.  

okay. Im too tired to continue this. 

It's been a while. well. At least I am back now.

I was facebooking  ( facebook has become a verb ) and I was looking all the different profiles of my friends. you start to notice your friends getting on with their lives, engaging themselves in new activities, into a relationship, or for some, married with kids.

It kind of hit me in the back of my head, like where am I actually heading right now. It is not that I do have any ambitions or whatsoever, but it gets scary to think how fast time has slipped passed you in a blink of an eye. That thoughts of knowing you will be 21 simply just means you are heading towards the 30-age. I am not pessimistic  about what lies ahead, in fact, I am looking forward to the many adventures ahead. 

Life is so full of uncertainties, isnt it?

I had a great dinner with my secondary school friends and i thank them for all the happiness they brought to my life.

Friends, they come and go. One moment, they will make an impact to your life, influence your thoughts and perceptions, and the next moment, they leave your life as though they weren't present in the first place.  It's like rafting across the river, you cross that patch of water once, and with the next pedal, you pass them.

There is just simply no forever.

Eternal. ya right.

For as long as things can bring us to, this I believe.

And to Steffie,

You've been always that friend whom never left my mind. stay strong.

The stormy sky is thundering

Medusa cries as the shiny strikes

Raining of not crystal waters

They are  of God's precious tears

Upon the earth the misery hits

poorest and poorer live

Who cries for these broken hearts