Broken Fences – Simplicity

Simplicity was what I had dreamed and sought after, but when achieved, that bittersweet taste doesn’t seem that beautiful.

We never know where we may be tomorrow, in a week, in a month, in a year. We never know.

Haven’t you ever wished you could just have anything you want? Whoever you want in this world, just to be by your side, to be yours?

I once had someone who I never thought I would meet, right by my side. He was intelligent, humorous, serious at the right times, sarcastic when it was just perfect. Outwardly he would scowl or smirk whenever he wanted. But when he smiled. It truly was a gem. His smile lit up whoever was around. It was contagious.

For that 1 year he was mine.

To be around him, I felt blessed. Even though he wasn’t exclusively mine, I gave thanks for our fateful encounter. I believe that it was raw fate that spun our paths together.

Is it not dreadful though? To have tasted and felt perfection; you would never imagine it to end because at that moment it didn’t seem to have a finish line.

Distances really do separate two people. Goals do pull the limits of two, far, far away. Spun around this globe that we live on a million times and more.

When will I see you again? In front of me. Smiling that lopsided grin at me. Laughing at my horribly stitched up jokes and stories.

Won’t you come back?



Charge On!


It is done. All done.

Students of all ages look forward to the day when exams, assignments, tutorials, lectures, and deadlines come to an end. With that day comes freedom; at least for a couple of weeks.

Summer 2014. What a summer. New experiences, new friendships, new self-discoveries. I would not trade this Summer over for anything.

In regards for our VBS camp… I am so very proud! Watching 45 kids learn, dance, sing, rejoice, and praise our God was astounding. For those kids whom this experience was a first to learn about our God, having such devoted and amazing leaders and teachers to explain our God and what he does is good. God is good! Everything turned out great in the end even despite some hiccups in staff scheduling. I can’t wait for next years’ camp!

School-wise, I am satisfied with how I had come about tackling the numerous tasks school brings. Not as uptight as I previously was, but still cared enough to not completely let myself down. I think all of us care about everything to some extent. Can’t wait for next semesters’ classes!

Spiritually, I found I did not put enough time aside to be with my Father. This is a huge flaw that I constantly am angry with myself about. It is slowly getting better as I have more time on my hands now, however, I wish that this could be a consistent even when I have other commitments happening alongside.

To up my time-management is a daunting task as it has never been my forte – but bring it on! In Him, I believe I can do anything.

Intersectional crossings diminishing

Complaining about things never going your way is never the right way to go. But you really have to consider sometimes, that although however much you may wish for something – it might just never happen. Not because fate doesn’t permit it, nor is it your fault, or his; it just wasn’t meant to be. The only thing that’s left is regret.

Sometimes it’s like everything draws the two together. At other times it’s like they’re on two parallel train tracks that never even greet at intersections – because it’s just deemed impossible.

Love is a mysterious thing. You may fall in love at first sight – is that really considered love though? Or is it more  the “attractiveness” that draws you in?

I wonder, will things ever fall into place like how films and songs portray it to be? Or is it more of taking things into your own hands?

We’ll just never know, will we?

I hope our paths cross again soon. Even if it is merely for that split second.

Tippy-toe love

Tippy-toe love

As you hold the hands of another, many thoughts may run through your mind. Do they understand and value the same things that you do? Or are they overly pretentious with what they let you see? Sometimes we are all so drawn in and overwhelmed with worldly desires that we lose touch of the tangibility of it all; the truth behind what keeps us going. I want to just hold your hand and run, along these tracks, along those peering eyes and pointed fingers; outrun them to some place where wealth and fame are not objects of affection but rather merely existent. Resting and watching is all.