I wanna getaway, way, way

I didn't even get to mention; Singapore again in December. :) Best news!! (Depressing part of it though, is that Lynnette won't be with me, us, because exams.)

I remember how I used to go so often when my dad worked there for 2 years.

How beautiful Orchard Road lights up during the nights leading to Christmas. (My dad already texted me about how Orchard is ready!)

How I take random trains and stop at random stops and eat what I want and walk where my feet takes me.

How I enjoy being part of a crowd not rushing to go anywhere, not needing to do anything, just being there.

It's the Childlike Wonder

It's funny, sometimes ridiculous even how much you can learn from someone younger. I've never ever thought someone could instill so much hope in me, a dying dream. Their faith encourages me and I feel like me again, like I can do anything. Call it naivety, call it childish but that's exactly why we all need some of this. To blindly walk on a path and put all trust in God, to experience some sort of fear but also a reassurance that we'll make it out of this alive. It's the childlike wonder I've lost, and long to grasp once again. I ask for it again but I guess He gives in forms of people.

And God has been good, He has put good people around me and I know you know who. It's you :) I never do say thank you enough. Thank you(s).

Now, I realised I can't go yet, no not yet. It wasn't His calling, just me always wanting to escape. It's funny how when I thought I could just drop everything and leave. But He isn't finished with me here. I am not finished with me. But when that time calls, I hope I'll have that courage myself. That final confirmation, reaffirmation, one final push. No what ifs, just go.

No what ifs, just go.

Do you think I'm pretty enough?

B.S.I.T

What if.. I cannot reach your expectations?

iLike

I'd like to say I'm very selective, yup, that's the word (like a semi-permeable membrane ha ha *nerd glasses) which explains why if I like something, I listen to the same thing again and again. And the best part is! I don't even get bored easily. There are only so many that I can say I actually like and by my (probable) definition: if it makes me feel something or makes me wanna write on something. I guess I'm not a venture-person which really, justifies the fact that I am indeed lazy.

So anyway, enough of me, everything's about me me me me me, let's talk Muuuuuse!

Now this, I like! It makes me feel like I'm losing my sanity bit by bit over time but I guess we all need some'o that. Panic Station and The 2nd Law of something something; man, crazy stuff.

Also, finally heard The Killers' Battle Born, same ol' sound which I, very loikes.

Harpie Tusday, everyone!
:)

If We're Gonna Die Young

I know I have two left feet but I've always wanted to learn how to dance. I think it's a beautiful art alongside singing, of course. Aih, ma, why you no force me to dance lessons last time. Even if I want to start now, I'll be too stiff.

Oh well. Bucket list?

That's A Lot of Very(s)!

Very very very very very very happy today. Haven't felt like this in a very long time. The power of some things.

Mood: Incredible

Anyway..

 

 

 

Here's a message!

 (Album: Healing Process)

 

The Movement

"With God, there is no still. You're either moving towards or moving away." -Ps Daniel

I completely froze. And it scared, no scared is not the word scared is an understatement, it terrified me that one of it might be true. Ps Daniel always strikes a chord in me whenever he speaks; maybe it's the experience, maybe it's his job, maybe it's his missionary heart but his urgency, I feel it. And his urgency has of course, made me feel like I've disappointed myself.

It IS time to move.

It is also scary how Auntie Moni seems to know even if I don't word it out. She worded it out and she is amazing. Scarily amazing. And I love her so much. What would we- I do without this family.

In Due

Can I just write forever?

Irony

• I was always one to do what others do.

• I was going to write a long-ass post about injustice & stuff but I never was one to write long stuffs, my attention span do not allow me so.

• You say you're a __ lover but you don't give things a chance. Again I say, pretentious.

• Drowned myself in beautiful music & ready to go eat my mutton curry.

What is the Law?

"My only crime was to be poor."

The injustice ate at me. I never was one to be good with topics of justice. And I'm not going to dwell on all this whys because my mom said "The world is not fair sometimes". And I agree.


"Let's not change the world but make a new one for you and me." Nell
Just wishful thinking.

Psychedelic

 

This album is beauty. Funny really when you can't understand a word, even when it's in an entirely different language but you just somehow know. Like it somehow bridges itself and manages to get across.

Cynics and Songs

Think I'm getting a little cynical little as of now. Maybe a little shut-in. Angry. And sad. And fine. And self-centered. And too much thinking thinking thinking oh thoughts.

And it is possible to love someone so much for their voice? Stranger, no less.

Taste(s)

SO pretentious, so stupid.

First is Regret, And They Say It's the Worst

Ah, it's November already.

And I am disappointed. I disappoint myself. I think life has passed me by too much, too fast while I was at a standstill. One being I haven't done the things I said I would.

Another being I haven't done enough.

In a Different Dimension, Lifetime

Things left unsaid could be one of the biggest regrets.
Regret could be the biggest regret.