The good ol' days.
We were all 18 once and i reckon those were really the good ol days. Now we can all turn back and have a good hearty laugh. At the stupid things that we did, the late nights, the drunken stupors, the crazy things that happened in all those clubs, the class skipping, the after school sports, the basketball trainings and all the nuisance we maden in lectures. Funny the stupid things guys can do when they are in a crowd. We all really came a long way.
It's funny how some of us just ended up at Melbourne. Isit a coincidence? haha i really dont know but its really great to have you all here, old friends.
Sunday, July 30
Saturday, July 29
Clarity
Pardon the incoherence that follows....
There are some things that goes beyond plain feelings in a relationship.
The C word : Commitment
Its not about the feeling good, the hype, the happiness, the chance to hear the signifcant other's voice, its not even about feeling close.
Dont get me wrong, the above mentioned are definitely and absolutely wonderful and delightful to have and i desire for that to happen.
But
Even when i'm not feeling good, even when there is silence, when the attacks of the enemy are relentless, when i'm lonely, when i dont hear anything from You, when my body cant take it anymore, when my mind is in a mess and my heart is broken, when i weep, when everything else crumbles before me,
Come what may, I still want to stand my ground and offer my prayers of praise to you.
The end product doesnt matter to You but rather the process of faith and obedience matters to You. Even though you are silent, I know you are listening. Every living moment.
Lord help me.
'And pray in the Spirit on all occassions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints'
'And so the king returned, in all his splendour and majesty. To each of the tired and weary soldiers, He kissed them on their foreheads and embraced them. 'Well done, good and faithful servant' He said, and invited all of them to dine with him.'
There are some things that goes beyond plain feelings in a relationship.
The C word : Commitment
Its not about the feeling good, the hype, the happiness, the chance to hear the signifcant other's voice, its not even about feeling close.
Dont get me wrong, the above mentioned are definitely and absolutely wonderful and delightful to have and i desire for that to happen.
But
Even when i'm not feeling good, even when there is silence, when the attacks of the enemy are relentless, when i'm lonely, when i dont hear anything from You, when my body cant take it anymore, when my mind is in a mess and my heart is broken, when i weep, when everything else crumbles before me,
Come what may, I still want to stand my ground and offer my prayers of praise to you.
The end product doesnt matter to You but rather the process of faith and obedience matters to You. Even though you are silent, I know you are listening. Every living moment.
Lord help me.
'And pray in the Spirit on all occassions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints'
'And so the king returned, in all his splendour and majesty. To each of the tired and weary soldiers, He kissed them on their foreheads and embraced them. 'Well done, good and faithful servant' He said, and invited all of them to dine with him.'
Thursday, July 27
Wednesday, July 26
Jesters
You know what makes a good comedian?
Its not the content or how funny their jokes are.
Its not the facial expressions either.
Rather the most important factor is the timing of what they say.
If one cant get that right, he/she will always merely be a joker.
What and when we say something really makes a large amount of difference. Always Keep that in mind.
Its not the content or how funny their jokes are.
Its not the facial expressions either.
Rather the most important factor is the timing of what they say.
If one cant get that right, he/she will always merely be a joker.
What and when we say something really makes a large amount of difference. Always Keep that in mind.
22
Yup its good to be still alive.
Thanks to all who remembered!
22 in my 2nd yr on the 2nd day of the 2nd semester.... the subtle coincidence
Thanks to all who remembered!
22 in my 2nd yr on the 2nd day of the 2nd semester.... the subtle coincidence
Monday, July 24
Confessions of a madman
Kyōka Suigetsu (Mirror Flower Water Moon)
Like the moon reflected in the water and the flower in the mirror. Something that can be seen but cannot be grasped. Is it an illusion? Or could it be a complete hypnosis, where all the the senses are deceived and one is forced to believe in the illusion that is presented before them.
Like the moon reflected in the water and the flower in the mirror. Something that can be seen but cannot be grasped. Is it an illusion? Or could it be a complete hypnosis, where all the the senses are deceived and one is forced to believe in the illusion that is presented before them.
Thursday, July 20
Wednesday, July 19
Packed Lunches
She sat at her favourite spot during lunch. Under the old tree, in the shadows and covering of the leaves. From that spot, she could see the other kids playing in the courtyard, but she was afraid of joining them simply because she knew that they wouldnt let her. She was different. Her skin was white as snow and her eyes were blood red, like rubies. She wasn't particularly hideous, but she was just different. And that was enough ground for the rest of the school to ostracize her. Then endless and merciless teasing, the looks of disdain that gave her sleepless nights just because she was special.
'Damned bullies....' He muttered as he walked towards the tree. His hair was in a mess, cuts and bruises littered his face, his uniform messed up and his spectacles cracked. It wasn't much of a fight.
'At least I still have my lunch.' Saying to himself as he walked to the tree.
Then they met. She wondered how his skinny frame could have survived the beating. He wondered why was she even alone there. Behind her emotionless face, he saw the calm and serenity in her eyes. Similarly, she felt that under his beaten exterior, there was a sense of optimism he held that was unlike any she had seen before.
After an awkard moment of silence, with a sheepish smile, he took out a bag with one hand, and with the other hand put behind his head, he asked,
'Peanutbutter sandwich?'
For once in a long time, she smiled.
'Damned bullies....' He muttered as he walked towards the tree. His hair was in a mess, cuts and bruises littered his face, his uniform messed up and his spectacles cracked. It wasn't much of a fight.
'At least I still have my lunch.' Saying to himself as he walked to the tree.
Then they met. She wondered how his skinny frame could have survived the beating. He wondered why was she even alone there. Behind her emotionless face, he saw the calm and serenity in her eyes. Similarly, she felt that under his beaten exterior, there was a sense of optimism he held that was unlike any she had seen before.
After an awkard moment of silence, with a sheepish smile, he took out a bag with one hand, and with the other hand put behind his head, he asked,
'Peanutbutter sandwich?'
For once in a long time, she smiled.
Sunday, July 16
I find her
Standing in front of a church,
but I was 25 minutes too late.
Damn public transport systems. Should get a car
but I was 25 minutes too late.
Damn public transport systems. Should get a car
Wise Sayings
I like talking to much older people sometimes. There's nothing wrong with the people i talk to know, but by talking to people of different age groups, it offers a different insight to life. Different topics that might not concern me now, but it definitely will matter down the road.
Topic like job satisfaction, marriage and family, supporting the parents, death and sickness. Its a totally whole different perspective.
And it doesnt hurt to get abit of good advice.
'Jon you are a good boy....... Must choose a correct girlfriend, otherwise she will bully you all the time'
Topic like job satisfaction, marriage and family, supporting the parents, death and sickness. Its a totally whole different perspective.
And it doesnt hurt to get abit of good advice.
'Jon you are a good boy....... Must choose a correct girlfriend, otherwise she will bully you all the time'
Saturday, July 15
Pitterpatter
The weather was biting cold today. In fact I havent felt this way in a while. Wet and soaked, in the open wind, as though each gust was like a knife cutting through my skin. I couldnt even feel my fingers, but they were swollen red, like the meat in the freezer...
Oh well there was this other time. 3 years ago, in fact when any normal 20yr old would be out collecting 'Ang Paos' from their relatives. Yup it was the Lunar New Year, but nope this story has nothing to do with it. Instead, I was somewhere in some jungle shivering like a sad cold miserable beggar. I will never ever forget that 3rd Day of that particular New Year. Though the temperature wasnt as low as Melbourne, but it never rains on that island. It POURS. and when the wind blows against that single layer of cloth, its chilling to the bone. It was really like a war movie. The sound of live rounds in the air, people shouting as if utter chaos was happening, the occasional flare lighting up the sky. Training... it wasnt tough, but it was surely one of the coldest, longest days i ever endured.
Well this time, I did it voluntary. It was a cold winter morning, complete with the rain. But i enjoyed playing the beautiful of soccer in the rain. A form of release some say. Its great to let loose and let it all out. After the game, there was this small little sense of satisfaction despite the chilly weather. The simple joys of life? Maybe it is.
I really enjoyed my date with Lady Rain.
What made it even more enjoyable, the hot shower that I had when i came home. It was heavenly... I wished i had a jaccuzi or sauna over here where i could stretch down and relax, but hey, beggar cant be choosers. The warm shower sufficed. Am i crazy or masochistic? Making myself suffer in the cold to enjoy somethinge even more?? hahaha
Well, to top it off, climbing onto bed, hiding in between the sheets, sleeping away this cold winter day really put a smile on my face.
Beautiful cold day. Melbourne aint that bad. Now hopefully I dont fall sick. Hehz
Oh well there was this other time. 3 years ago, in fact when any normal 20yr old would be out collecting 'Ang Paos' from their relatives. Yup it was the Lunar New Year, but nope this story has nothing to do with it. Instead, I was somewhere in some jungle shivering like a sad cold miserable beggar. I will never ever forget that 3rd Day of that particular New Year. Though the temperature wasnt as low as Melbourne, but it never rains on that island. It POURS. and when the wind blows against that single layer of cloth, its chilling to the bone. It was really like a war movie. The sound of live rounds in the air, people shouting as if utter chaos was happening, the occasional flare lighting up the sky. Training... it wasnt tough, but it was surely one of the coldest, longest days i ever endured.
Well this time, I did it voluntary. It was a cold winter morning, complete with the rain. But i enjoyed playing the beautiful of soccer in the rain. A form of release some say. Its great to let loose and let it all out. After the game, there was this small little sense of satisfaction despite the chilly weather. The simple joys of life? Maybe it is.
I really enjoyed my date with Lady Rain.
What made it even more enjoyable, the hot shower that I had when i came home. It was heavenly... I wished i had a jaccuzi or sauna over here where i could stretch down and relax, but hey, beggar cant be choosers. The warm shower sufficed. Am i crazy or masochistic? Making myself suffer in the cold to enjoy somethinge even more?? hahaha
Well, to top it off, climbing onto bed, hiding in between the sheets, sleeping away this cold winter day really put a smile on my face.
Beautiful cold day. Melbourne aint that bad. Now hopefully I dont fall sick. Hehz
Key to the Twilight
Hmmmm havent really blogged in a while. Nothing much to blog anyway.... School is starting in a week and its another semester of madness. Just bring it man. No point despairing about it, i'm gonna feel miserable nonetheless. hahahaha
I'm still living on one of my favourite quotes: Discipline is the bridge between goals and accomplishments and it applies to ALOT of things.
Yeah and i should try to be more aloof and flippant.... hahaha project a image to let people's guards down. hmmmm ok that's just a random passing thought which i dont think will happen anyway..
I'm still living on one of my favourite quotes: Discipline is the bridge between goals and accomplishments and it applies to ALOT of things.
Yeah and i should try to be more aloof and flippant.... hahaha project a image to let people's guards down. hmmmm ok that's just a random passing thought which i dont think will happen anyway..
Tuesday, July 11
Day After Day
Honest Disagreement vs dishonest submission.
Which one is better in a relationship? Definitely the former.
It silly, but sometimes it is beneficial to doubt and be questioned.
Which one is better in a relationship? Definitely the former.
It silly, but sometimes it is beneficial to doubt and be questioned.
Monday, July 10
Saturday, July 8
Heaven
You once told me that we were going to the same place.
Will I see you when I get there?
You dont seem to be heading to the same place anymore. I'm pretty sure you are, but maybe you are lost, maybe you need directions, maybe you arent interested, maybe you are distracted.
I really wished that you were on this journey with me, that someone was in front of me, someone that I could follow and look up to.
I really pray that we will see each other when we get to the finish line. That all that's happened was that you took a different path, but you eventually still got there.
See you when you get there.
It's funny how when one expects answers, one gets more questions. Is it the thing now? To answer questions with more questions?
Was I made melancholic? Is it a curse on me? To see the the real and sad things more clearly. To be more affected by it? Must I be taught the lesson by hope by looking at all the despair around me??? Why do i cry out and you refuse to answer?? Why does my heart bleed?
We have now touched down at XXX. The local temperature is 24 degrees... Welcome to
Will I see you when I get there?
You dont seem to be heading to the same place anymore. I'm pretty sure you are, but maybe you are lost, maybe you need directions, maybe you arent interested, maybe you are distracted.
I really wished that you were on this journey with me, that someone was in front of me, someone that I could follow and look up to.
I really pray that we will see each other when we get to the finish line. That all that's happened was that you took a different path, but you eventually still got there.
See you when you get there.
It's funny how when one expects answers, one gets more questions. Is it the thing now? To answer questions with more questions?
Was I made melancholic? Is it a curse on me? To see the the real and sad things more clearly. To be more affected by it? Must I be taught the lesson by hope by looking at all the despair around me??? Why do i cry out and you refuse to answer?? Why does my heart bleed?
We have now touched down at XXX. The local temperature is 24 degrees... Welcome to
Wednesday, July 5
Confessions of a Madman
Lights
He stared at the man-made lights that littered the skyline. It was so beautiful and breath taking that he could stare at it forever. It was never good to stare at the lights for too long. Soon, he was lost in the lights.
They were lost in the bright lights. Their hearts pounded in synchronisation with the bass. Bodies were moving and grinding to the reverberating beats and moving lights. An endless serve of drinks. For that moment, they felt great. They felt that their burdens were removed from their shoulders. All stress seemed to vanished. They lost it all, even their own control... ... At the end of it, when the music stopped and the lights dimmed, there was nothing left. The emptiness was still there, it had always been. Even under the bright lights, they couldnt see it.
She was under a canopy of bright lights. The brightly lit neon lights attracted attention. That was the way it was supposed to be but maybe it attracted the wrong kind of attention, but she didnt care anymore. A few months ago, the bright city lights was what she longed for and was what she wanted to experience. Perhaps she asked for too much, and never did she knew that the canopy of lights would be her prison. 'I charge a flat rate....' she said, hiding all the sadness or maybe she was already numb to it all.
Light illuminates. And what can be seen will be easily killed.
He stared at the man-made lights that littered the skyline. It was so beautiful and breath taking that he could stare at it forever. It was never good to stare at the lights for too long. Soon, he was lost in the lights.
They were lost in the bright lights. Their hearts pounded in synchronisation with the bass. Bodies were moving and grinding to the reverberating beats and moving lights. An endless serve of drinks. For that moment, they felt great. They felt that their burdens were removed from their shoulders. All stress seemed to vanished. They lost it all, even their own control... ... At the end of it, when the music stopped and the lights dimmed, there was nothing left. The emptiness was still there, it had always been. Even under the bright lights, they couldnt see it.
She was under a canopy of bright lights. The brightly lit neon lights attracted attention. That was the way it was supposed to be but maybe it attracted the wrong kind of attention, but she didnt care anymore. A few months ago, the bright city lights was what she longed for and was what she wanted to experience. Perhaps she asked for too much, and never did she knew that the canopy of lights would be her prison. 'I charge a flat rate....' she said, hiding all the sadness or maybe she was already numb to it all.
Light illuminates. And what can be seen will be easily killed.
Sunday, July 2
Goodbye England!!
The quarterfinals team has gone out again, at the quarterfinals.
Thank Goodness they're gone.
P.S The sight of a celebrating fat dancing man aka Scolari (Coach of Portugal) was quite funny and probably the highlight of the whole early morning game. haha
Thank Goodness they're gone.
P.S The sight of a celebrating fat dancing man aka Scolari (Coach of Portugal) was quite funny and probably the highlight of the whole early morning game. haha
Bored
Why is it England's boring matches are always early? And the good matches are at like 4-5am and i cant keep awake to watch it. sigh
hmmm i think a good half time show analysis of England games would be this : All the 3 blokes on SBS sleeping in the studio.
hmmm i think a good half time show analysis of England games would be this : All the 3 blokes on SBS sleeping in the studio.
Saturday, July 1
Can u hear it?
Its interesting how wisdom is potrayed as a lady that we should all seek. Its as if the book of Proverbs was targetted at men, coz men being the ones with less wisdom... hahaha just kidding. Avoid the foolish woman, go after lady wisdom. haha
But the book of Proverbs is more than just gaining knowledge or being wise, its about getting to know what pleases the Father. What He likes/dislikes. After all, the main theme of the book is, 'The Fear of the Lord is the beginning of Knowledge. But fools despise wisdom and discipline'.
Humility vs Pride
Integrity vs Deceitfulness
Hardwork vs dishonest gain
Good heartedness vs Wickedness
Carefulness vs rashness
Encouragement vs slander
Peacemakes vs causers of strife
so much to learn from.... Lady Wisdom calls out to me... hahaa
But the book of Proverbs is more than just gaining knowledge or being wise, its about getting to know what pleases the Father. What He likes/dislikes. After all, the main theme of the book is, 'The Fear of the Lord is the beginning of Knowledge. But fools despise wisdom and discipline'.
Humility vs Pride
Integrity vs Deceitfulness
Hardwork vs dishonest gain
Good heartedness vs Wickedness
Carefulness vs rashness
Encouragement vs slander
Peacemakes vs causers of strife
so much to learn from.... Lady Wisdom calls out to me... hahaa