Watch and wait.

Tired, and don’t know where to begin to start. I will find my rest in You.

Turnaround.

Done this too many times

Walked on by

Without knowing and left wondering

Gonna take a chance

Crash and fall

Hold on

Listen

Wait

For silence to melt the air

Between two places

Find

Hope

Stop the spinning

Slow dance

Burning hearts

Reasons for Seasons.

It’s been one long year, and it hasn’t been an easy ride. But I must say that I’ve had my up-est and down-est times probably in the span of this really crazy year. Thankyou to those, that have been constantly by my side, helping me along while I learn to walk, encouraging me when the going gets tough; etc. The year ends, with a whole host of festive season, therefore the lack in entries. While cliche, with the end of a year, comes a new season, for learning, sharing and a bit more growing up. I’m going to enjoy myself while final year looms ahead of me with all of its uncertainties. I will, surely hold onto Him, and have faith. Meanwhile, to all of you, I’m rather slack this year in terms of cards and presents and such, but here’s wishing you a merry christmas, never forget the real reason for this season, keep it in your heart always, and a very happy new year(:

Muchlove.

All that I want to say to you.

i’ll give it time/give it space/be still for a spell/when it’s time to walk that way/we wanna walk it well/i’ll be waiting for you baby/i’ll be holding back the darkest night/love is waiting till we’re ready/till it’s right/love is waiting/it’s my caution not the cold/there’s no hand i would rather hold/the climate changes/i’m singing for strangers about you/don’t keep time/slow the pace/hold on if you can/

and i’m meaning every word i say.

[L].

i. It’s a Saturday afternoon, I’m left alone to my thoughts, my room, my music, mr. maton, and the pittpattering of the rain against my window. It’s nice a cold, although I think I might actually be coming down with something. The throat’s feeling a little uncomfy.

ii. It’s semi exciting to be starting ‘work’ so to speak. Some part of me is really getting into this whole, 9-6, weekender thing. The other part, wants to take the time spent at work to do other things. Why can’t we be in two places at once?

iii. I wish I would stop thinking so much. Or rather think a little harder before.

iv. It is indeed, beautiful on a rainy day.

v. I wish I could say all the things that I should say, say them loud, say them clear, for the whole wide world to hear. Or maybe just… sigh.

vi. I’m learning, and running on. Reflections on 2007: next.

Train of thought.

Nobody said it was easy/ No one ever said it would be so hard

 -

These funny, familiar, forgotten feelings/ Started walking all over my mind

-

Sigh.

2302/RentedSpace.

 As I watched my final sunset at 2302’s balcony yesterday, it finally sunk in that I’d be saying goodbye to this place again. This time for good. I spent my last night, reminiscing about all the times here, the memories that will be packed up with me. The sunrises that I’d wake up to, and of course, the beautiful sunsets from the balcony; etc.

To 2302, thankyou for being home for me, you’ve been there during the start of my Melbourne independent life, gone up and down and always been there without fail. I will miss you. Here’s to good times, and better ones ahead(:

Wedding Bells.

Our recent trip to Brisbane was with one purpose only: To see Ming and Claire get married. Well, along the way, we did have fun. Plenty of chilling and bumming out. But of course, the best part of the trip was the wedding itself. Seeing your longtime friend, someone you’ve grown up with, getting married is somewhat surreal. To me at least. Everything has sorta just whambamboom, went by so fast, that you almost forget to capture those small moments. Someone said that weddings aren’t just a celebration of a union of two people, but a celebration of friendship and relationships altogether. And this time round, I think it held true for all of us childhood friends. Having grown up together in the same church, we’ve gone through the worst, and the best of our lives. Sure, we did part ways at some point of time, but hey, look where we are now(:

To Ming and Claire, I wish you all the love, in Christ.

PS. I will get the photos up soon-ish, hope you love them and can’t wait for part II!

Sitting with a Stranger.

Cos’ if this love is our home

Then why am I always trying to break down the walls 

-Lior

Little heart stirs.

All I really needed to do was to sit down at the lounge that I will miss very much, and listen to Alfred the piano man, working his magic on the ivory keys.