Moving on with life.

when i was young, i thought that relationships last forever.
i thought that all happy things lasted as long as i wanted them too.
but as i grew older, i've come to realise that the good things,
things u treasure very much,
things which u thought were forever,
tend to end very abruptly.
this is something which i've come to learnt very quickly in the past few years.
the pain which etches in ur heart
plus the sadness which lingers.
its when u least expect it when it hits u like a tonne of bricks.
u try to push it aside
but it comes to back to haunt you
and causes ur mind to whirl through a series of explainations,
excuses, reasons, frustrations and pain.
then u just give up and say:
"mebbe its better to just move on, we all do, dont we?"

POOH's Heffalump Movie!

it's so refreshing to watch a happy movie after the hoards of fist fighting, swash buckling movies i've caught in the past few months.I really like the simple yet heart warming storyline in that animated movie. I never liked pooh of course. i think that pooh and piglet r such irritating creatures! But the characters that made the difference were Lumpy and Tooty Roo. (hope i got their name right)

Sometimes, its the simple things in life that makes one happy. not fancy cars or big houses, expensive jewellery or branded goods, gourmet food or fancy clothes. it's the simple things in life.

The simplest truth.
that Jesus died for you and me. and if we accept Him into our life.
we'll be saved.
i wonder if its a curse to be an educated person.
when u tend to question too much, u doubt alot too.
u tend to question and find fault with ppl's actions/mindsets.
u think that u're smarter, better, wiser.
but not realising that u're the fool.
yikes.
The simple truth.
which i still fail to grasp sometimes.

the horror of public transport.

i seem to have an issue with the commuters of Public Transport.
the really disgusting thing is when they push u into the mrt.
shove shove shove....*murmurs*
then of course the classic leaners who like to lean on the poles of mrts.
HELLO! The pole is there for a reason.
which is for people to hold.
if u keep leaning ur WHOLE body on it.
who in the world can hold it???
then u go and say tt ppl molest u.
touch u, caress u. Blah.
the ickyness of the metal poles always get to me too.
plus those ppl who talk loudly beside u.
esp some who talk about themsevles
as if they're brad pitt or Jennifer lopez or something.
i always preferred bus.
mrt really suxs.
i always look for mrt alternative.

anyway.
the blasts in london scary huh.
always when we least expected it.
haiz. ppl die.
ppl die.
ppl die.
we live
we live
we live
haiz.

lonliness in high places.

i wonder if God was ever lonely.
ppl say that when u're in high places u tend to be alone.
cos no one else can climb as high as u.

i think that being in a high place really suxs.
when u fall its really painful.
and when u're high everyone can see u.
they can see u when u sneeze, they see u when u cry.
they see u when u decide to have a sinful piece of chocolate
instead of green leafy vegetables.
they see u when u make the biggest mistakes.
and say.
hey! u're up there, u're high. how dare u make mistakes.
u have failed and therefore u are not worthy.
u are not supposed to be where u are.
then men shove u arnd.
they make u a mockery of what u have done.
they say that u are like dirt which deserves only to be in the pits of hell.

sometimes when it gets too tough.
u just wanna give up.. and move on to a place where ppl understand u.
but ur excuse is always,
well, no one really understands me.
no one gets my needs
u know? im different.
im not the same.
im special in a sort of way which no one understands.
u? u have evil in ur heart.
u say u're hearing but not listening.
u're here only cos u have to be.
u're here only cos u were called.
go away u heartless evil ppl.
i dont need u.
im special.
im different.
and no one understands me..
only i understand me.
so dont talk to me as if u know what i am
who i am
who i was called to be.
if u know.. then mebbe u shld be God
but u're not.
so just leave me.