Archive for March, 2006

(Love)…always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.  Love never fails.  (NIV)
(Love)…bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.  Love never fails.  (NASB)

The ever-famous passage in the Bible on love, just not in the context of how most of us normally define love.  I suddenly remember this from Max Lucado's book "A Love Worth Giving", and although i don't know how many people will appreciate this aspect, it sounds really poetic in the Greek language in which (i think) it was originally written in – it's more obvious in the NASB version.

(Agaph)…panta stegei, panta pisteuei, panta elpizei, panta upomenei, Hh agaph oudepote piptei.

Isn't it just marvellous? "…all things…all things..all things..never fails." Paul was ever the poet. 🙂

Note: if you happen to note any inaccuracies in what i've posted above, do leave a comment and i'd be glad to follow up on it. 🙂 


My wireless works again! ^^


想看着你 我爱的脸
我想要天天说天天说 对你说我有多爱你

Once again i am amazed at David Tao =)

I think i've blogged this before, but i also feel that it deserves second mention, seeing as those of you who read my blog would probably have forgotten when i blogged it already 😀

I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chattered all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!

– Robert Browning Hamilton, "Along the Road"

I think i'll never grow tired of such poetry. The personification is still so real and i guess most of us can at least vaugely identify with what it says. Another beautiful phrase from a poem that i'll always remember is

To see the world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wildflower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

– William Blake, "Auguries of Innocence"

Although i would agree that this is also a great work, but unfortunately i've not been able to understand what he's trying to say firsthand. Perhaps the eternity in an hour part, but not the rest.

Was looking at stuff on my laptop just now and received (or rather, overheard) a lot of comments about my setup and wallpaper. FYI, my wallpaper is this, and i see nothing wrong with it. Is it a crime to put cute stuff on your desktop when you're male? Besides, it's not there because it's cute, it's there because it reminds me. Yes, i draw and sketch too, you seem to have a problem with my holding a pencil and eraser. And why should you care about whether you can see what i'm looking at on my taskbar – you're not the one using the computer. In fact, i've deliberately placed the taskbar there coz it's where i comfortably look, and no one else who is peeking over my shoulder would. Gosh i give up with the world's stereotypes – it's even commented that i own a pink highlighter.

C'mon, you-who-sits-behind-me-and-comments-on-everyone-in-the-row-in-front-of-you, grow up. You're in uni already and i know you've been through army – you'd think that would have taught you something, if not in mindset at least in terms of tact.
I'm not angry or anything – i've learned to accept that people can be like that. You're the one who has to live with that person in the mirror. 😀

There's so much you can learn about interpersonal relations by looking at people. I don't even have to be there physically – just seeing how they talk to me on msn is good enough. Character, personality, habits, all can be determined in a short span of time and all i have to do it look. 🙂


i just remembered a comment that someone said about my eyes, and it made me all happy. 😀

I know it sounds damn ditzy, but i don’t care. 🙂


A platter of colours
Like an artist's used palette
Washed till the paints' welded
Unrecognisable –
Each colour
Melting into the other
With a dark resultant
That creeps across the sky
Consuming everything in its path

Like a harmless virus
That knows it can't live long
Taking it's time
To infect the atmosphere
Stretching its reach

Tiny lamps
Poke through
Where it would seem to wear thin
Adding sparkle to light
Piercing dullness with bright
And sometimes
It even seems like they move
Constellations that tell their story
Share their glory
Among each one
None of them take it alone

Shining, shining

Like torches in war
With an occasional arrow
Casting a streak
Of light across the sky

Like interstellar pathways
Lighting up highways
For UFOs to travel by

Like distant souls
That set their Light forth
Bursting their beams from Heaven
To reach us on Earth

Like a reminder
Of how fleeting life is
"Here one day,
Gone one night"

Then the artist returns
With paints anew
Balancing a spectrum
Each shade
Carefully weighed
To create the masterpiece of the morning
As the red globe peeks
From the horizon
The light's too glaring
To look straight in

But still we try
To marvel the beauty
(Even though we're the beast)
Of each

Open eyes
Facing up
Body’s still
Don’t wanna get up
Toss and turn
No thoughts in mind
Blacked out room
Lights from behind
Not thinking at all
Not feeling stressed
Not troubled by anything
Could do with some rest

Yet it’s weird
I don’t wanna sleep
Wish i could find someone
To talk till sun peeps
Over the horizon
Then sleep in the day
But there’s no one here
To enjoy the company

I’m trying to rest
At least physically
Mental fatigue set in
Part of me knows
This isn’t very helpful
To have a sleep debt
When the workload’s full
Sometimes i wish
I could do with less sleep
I could do so much more
I wouldn’t fall off my seat

I wonder if there’s a reason
Why i can’t close my eyes
Is there something to see
Beyond what i try?

Taking a Break

…From studies. Mind needs to go a little crazy every now and then to stay sane. 😀

Saw someone sing this on Americal Idol just now – think it’s a really good song, but i like the other versions better; he made it wayyy too pop. 🙂

In The Still Of The Night

In the still of the night
I held you
Held you tight
Oh I love
Love you so
Promise I’ll never
Let you go
In the still of the night
In the still of the night
I remember that night in May
When the stars were right up above
I hope and I pray
To keep your precious love
So before the night
Hold me again
With all of your might
In the still of the night
In the still of the night

Wouldn’t mind performing this if i had the chance too….i kinda miss the stage already 😉

On another note, i finally finished that problem i was trying to solve since 2pm, at 11pm. *phew* NUS is madness man…

Ok back to my readings.  What a life…bleh bleh bleh 😀

Someone said something about love and happiness sometime back…i can’t remember who or how or when, but the gist of it was that there is no such thing as “if you’re happy, i’m happy”. That person whom i heard it from attested that the other person’s happiness wouldn’t really bring you happiness either…in fact, according to him/her, often times it leads to the opposite.

I still can’t bring myself to agree with him, although sometimes i can see very clearly his/her point of view. Yet because every cell of my being screams that true love, in every sense of the word love, is sacrificial and is more concerned about the other person’s welfare than one’s own. Be it brotherly/sisterly love, familial love, romantic love…all forms would put the other before oneself.

I guess romantic love would be quite a tricky issue to speak on, what with all the Hollywood love stories going around on the big screen.  But i know what it’s like to have given and not expect anything in return, and i know the truth of that statement…”if you’re happy, i’m happy”.  That’s why i cannot accept his/her argument – i have lived the opposite for myself and experienced the joy firsthand.
At this point, i would like to make a tribute to the people on earth who have made the biggest sacrifices for me – My family. And here i go, one by one.

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This post is addressed to you.

There is so much to say to you, such that neither talking online, nor on the phone, nor meeting up when we can will do justice. Each time we start another conversation it doesn’t seem to find its end, and i don’t think either of us want it to.

There is so much to say that i don’t think the english language can encompass all the expressions that i’d want to share, or at the very least, not in my limited capability and knowledge of the language.

There is so much to say that i wish there were some way to stall time except the two of us and just get together, within a group or just the two of us, over a cup of coffee (be it ice-blended or piping hot) and simply talk, without having to worry about the deadlines or exams or assignments or tutorials or school. Without having to think about the next thing that will be coming our way in life, or what we’re going to do after graduation, because time has granted us an eternity to talk.

There is so much to say that even if the above chronologically impossible situation were to take place, i think we’d grow old and die before we get to say everything on our minds, unless they could invent something that would enable telepathic ability by then, and allow us to communicate simply by thought. Perhaps even that wouldn’t even be enough for us to complete it in a lifetime – the conversation might very well carry on into the next, and i would then hope we have the chance to do so.

There is so much to say to you. Whether you are my friend, my brother or sister, a past or future love, a close soul or a distant accquaintance, someone i just said hi to recently or might not have the chance to greet you again, mentor or someone who’s asked me for advice before, someone i talk to a lot or not at all, whether i barely know you or i’ve known you for years, there is so much to say and i think there will always be.

But there is so little time.