This Time.

Unsure of yourself
you stand divided now
Which road will lead you there

Last time you fell and you hit hard
Your wounds have healed by now
But you still see your scars yeah

But it’s not the way it use to be right now
You come so far to just let this go my friend
The same way you did the last time
You’ll break when you fall
Don’t make the same mistakes you did all over
You’ve got to believe in yourself this time..

--> 3 Doors Down, This Time

Yellow Ribbon Week @ NUS

Yellow Ribbon week has been officially launched today. As much as I like helping out in a good cause, I'm really gonna be super relieved at the end of this week and I can't wait for it to end.

I've got work piled up to my head, and so many things that have yet to be completed!! arghhh. And on top of that, I haven't been getting enough or proper sleep.

I've been starting to notice certain things as well. I thinkI might have kicked into auto-pilot mode, or coming down with Tourette's or something. I say things out of context and what I say at work comes out when I'm out with friends. argh. It's hard to explain, but I feel like the person from 'A Moment to Remember.'

I'm really looking forward to my 'retreat' trip come next sept!!! It's one of the biggest things that is keeping me going...

PS (to the person who probably won't read this anyway, but I really wanna rant): Good love shouldn't make you selfish and turn inwards, making you oblivious to the people around you and the people who also show you support and love. It should liberate you, making you more able to love others, and not just THAT one person. Don't compromise your own character or values to make her happy. It's just so wrong.

Some things just don't change.

When I was younger (according to my mom), I was extremely particular about my hair cuts. When the hairdresser would cut it too short, apaprently, I would have a crying fit at home, tugging at my hair while crying hysterically.

Well, I recently got my hair done and horror of all horrors, it didn't turn out like what I expected it to be. I told the hair dresser what I wanted at least 3 times, and still ended up different from what I expected :S I did have a fit as well, (well, without the crying hysterically part) but I think I made enough noise to last my family for a while.

When I was younger, I used to lose my wallet often enough to create alot of distrust on how I take care of my things. I got alot of nagging and constant reminders from my very concerned family from then on.

Well, I just lost my wallet ONCE more today. ARGHHHHHHHHH. But some kind soul found it and i'm getting it back tmr. I seriously need to get my act together.

Looking at things in retrospect, I really don't deserve my family's support for so long.


Me and Daffy working on our gifts to people at WCRI. And yeah, that's my new hair style people. :S

Torn

Torn between who I am, and who people expect me to be.

Torn between what I want to do, and what I have to do.

Journey

It's a long, long journey
Till I know where I'm supposed to be
It's a long, long journey
and I don't know if I can believe

When shadows fall and block my eyes
I am lost and know that I must hide
It's a long, long journey
Till I find my way home to You..

I feel that sometimes, the Church has grown to captialize and focus on capturing the zeal and passion of the youths, the young vibrant people.

Yet, I feel that more substantial growth lies in the hands of embracing the oft disregarded wisdom of the older and mature Christians. Sure, they might not jump and shout praises like so many christians youth look for during their service. But their resilience and faith, through the physical and mental difficulties they have gone through, are going through and will go through in the future are such a testimony for the youths these days.

They truly show that all that is to God is not just 'feeling good' but more a process of learning to be content, to trust, even when circumstances are dire.

Uncle Tony, you're an inspiration.

From the Soundtrack of The Lake House:

I'm very sure
This never happened to me before
I met you and
now I'm sure
This never happened before

Now I see
This is the way it's supposed to be
I met and now I see
This is the way it should be

This is the way it should be for lovers
They shouldn't go it alone
It's not so good when you're on your own

--> Paul McCartney, This Never Happened Before

Suddenly, old songs seem to appeal to me more...

You'll say, we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart

You'll say, the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
Still I know you just don't care

And I said, "what about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'
"She said, "I think I remember the film
And as I recall, i think, we both kind of liked it"
And I said, "well that's, one thing we've got"
--> Deep Blue Something, Breakfast at Tiffanys

ARGHH...

Things aren't going well.

I wish...

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air

I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When the head of state didn’t play guitar

Not everybody drove a car

When music really mattered and when radio was king

When accountants didn’t have control

And the media couldn’t buy your soul

And computers were still scary and we didn’t know everything

When popstars still remained a myth

And ignorance could still be bliss

And when God Save the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale

When my mom and dad were in their teens

And anarchy was still a dream

And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

When record shops were still on top

And vinyl was all that they stocked

And the super info highway was still drifting out in space

Kids were wearing hand me downs

And playing games meant kick arounds

And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

--> Sandi Thom, I wish I was a Punk Rocker (With flowers in my hair)