I love it when people give nice comments on my blog. When they comment on some poem/thought thing which i’ve clean forgotten about. It’s really nice to see a previous and be reminded “oh i wrote that”.

FYP. I really hope it’d end just this instance. I don’t like any part of the process. It’s not fun and somehow it makes me feel like i won’t talk to some of group mates after the whole thing is over. I’m not afraid of that. I’m afraid of that fact i still got to see them even though i know the probably outcome of our relationships.

Come november 27th. I pray that everything will be alright.

I also don’t know who is true and who is not. I spend more time watching my back that to progress forward.

Sometimes i wish i can see everything through a camera lens. And when the perfect moment comes, a snap is all it takes to remember everything. A lifetime can be spent studying a person’s motives and true intentions from their emotions.

In my heart, i’m not too sure if i want to continue with engineering in the U. I’ll tink about it, pray about it and maybe see how things go. I started this course with great ambitions and interest but as time passed and after so many things… i’m not too sure anymore.

I’m not too sure of myself sometimes.

I wish there was more hours in a day but the same number of days in a year remains and people will still live to and average age of 85.

But that means i’ll have more time to think about her.

I wonder if she thinks that way.

All For Love
Album: Look To You

Verse 1
All for love a Father gave
For only love could make a way
All for love the heavens cried
For love was crucified

Pre Chorus
Oh how many times have I broken Your heart
But still You forgive
If only I ask
And how many times have
You heard me pray
Draw near to me

Chorus
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You
Let me sing all for love

Verse 2
I will join the angel song
Ever holy is the Lord
King of Glory
King of all

Pre Chorus
Oh how many times have I broken Your heart
But still You forgive
If only I ask
And how many times have You heard me pray
Draw near to me

Chorus
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You (x2)

Bridge
All for a love a Saviour prayed
Abba Father have Your way
Though they know not what they do
Let the Cross draw man to You

Chorus
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You (x2)

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Somethings in this world are just too beautiful to describe. Somethings like this song. I saw a video link on Norman’s wall on Facebook and you’ve got no idea how touching it can get. I will post it up tomorrow because it’s something that is worth sharing.

And i miss my girl alot.

Uncle’s wedding today. It was okay. Except that maybe i had a really good time with my little cousins. Those little angels always make me smile some way or another. They’re growing day by day though. Soon enough i won’t be able to play with them like i did today.

I kinda like this picture of Paul Dirac and Richard Feynman. They’re one of the greatest physicists in thr 20th century. I’ll never be like them but it’s always good to know that there are a few great minds that a difference. Here are the titans…

It’s 1am and it’s another 13hours to the Spinnovex selection presentation. I’m nervous as crap and am about to piss in my pants because of that.

Let’s pray to God and trust that everything will work out well.

Lots of interesting things happened during the time i’m in Korea and this week.

A Singapore Polytechnic student stabbed to death while patronising a karaoke lounge. Incidentally, he was on OITP for an aircraft maintenance course. My youngest uncle is getting married. Other FYP group members falling out with each other because of a many reasons. Obama wins the Nobel Peace Prize.

And i’m still doing the same things, living the same life, with nothing really special going on. All i can do is stand by the sidelines and watch all these things happen.

Oh and Happy Birthday blog. It’s been a year now. Didn’t feel like a year. Didnt seem like it.

And i should really start to post pictures of Korea soon. It’s such a wonderful place it deserves a space on this humble blog of mine. Visiting Korea makes me feel how beautiful some places on this earth can be. It’s just a pity that not everyone is able to see it’s beauty

I feel that this post is junk because i don’t exactly know what i’m talking about. Maybe someday i will or i never will. It doesn’t matter. I guess it’s just what’s in my head but that’s not how i really wanted to express my thoughts so ya… There i go again. What did i just say?

Korea was… How do i say this? It was really enjoyable. Somehow it made me see the world and people in a wider perspective. Somehow it still feels surreal because it seemed almost perfect. And everyone in the tour group has been really nice to each other. I miss the tour guide, the bus driver, eddie hyung and everyone else.

Korea is such a beautiful place. It is a place which i will definitely go back in the future.

I will put up pictures of the trip another time.

One more thing, Project 101 will be a part of memory by the next post.

I feel that Project 101 has been under neglect because those things somehow don’t seem to be as meaningful as it used to be. I’ve decided that if i don’t find motivation by the time i return from Korea, Project 101 will cease to exist.

And i miss her.
I miss her when i walk pass stores that she like to go.
I miss her when i see other couples holding hands.
I miss her when i’m hungry.
I miss her… Almost everytime.

Perhaps God was trying to teach me a lesson for the classes skipped, unofficial off days from school, unattentive moments during lectures and a really serious bit of procrastination. So ladies and gentlemen, my GPA has fallen really drastically. From…

3.83 to 3.25

That’s a huge drop. Which is why i’m determined to really fight my way through the next Semester. No matter what i’ve to do well because it’s the final leg of the race. After that it’s goodbye school for 2.5 years. So God please forgive me for my naivity and help afterburn the final Semester, please.

I hope that tomorrow will be an gorgeous day. One that has rain and gentle winds to make everyone happy =)

(can i tell you a secret?)

i didnt think so.

These days i’ve been listening to really emo music by Bach, Mozart and my friend Beethoven. Somehow everything seems much clearer when i listen to their music. Then i really wonder how music has really changed the past few centuries. If you’d allow me, let me share Chopin’s Nocturne in F minor Op 55 1st movement

I’ve been wanting to say lots of things quite recently. But i never quite made it, or never quite gotten the chance to. Since it’s the holidays, i should go visit the beach tomorrow and write out all my troubles on a piece of paper and bury it in the sand.

I want to do more than just going to school. It’s the little ironies that really make me feel frustrated and make me feel that i never will quite make the mark. I love math but i really suck in it. I find some modules fun, but i never get around doing the tutorials or study properly. I understand that some modules really piss people off, but i get an A. Results are next week and quite honestly it’s a love-hate situation now. As much as i’m dying to know the results another part of myself is saying that i won’t like it at all.

Final Year Project is coming along fine but everyone’s (applies to other groups) got their individual insecurities. We may be having fun sometimes but sometimes when we see something that reminds us of FYP we’ll panic in our hearts because everyone’s thinking of something and no one wants anything to not work out. Everyone crosses their fingers hoping that plans wouldn’t be screwed up and things will go smoothly. Everyone just hopes and tries their best, but sometimes shit happens and everything just goes haywire.

Not that anything bad has happened, but just a thought.

The gf has been away for a week now, and every now and then i’ll see something that will reminds me of her. That cute little dress behind a glass wall on display. Those multicoloured hairbands. Really kawaii necklaces and stuff. Maybe i should be like a little kid and close my eyes and imagine.

I’ve been quite mean to my family members these days. I’m sorry. I fucked up, i know.

I doubt anyone really even visits my tumblr site anymore. But somehow it seems to have grown to mean much more to me. To me it seems to be a site where everything seems picture perfect. And a place where by a simple thing can mean a whole lot of other things. There’s no such thing as FYP.

And FYP is… Don’t tell me that the sky’s the limit when people have reached the moon.

If I had never met you,
I wouldn’t like you.
If I didn’t like you,
I wouldn’t love you.
If I didn’t love you,
I wouldn’t miss you.
But I did, I do,

and I will.