Perspective

I am tired of helping people.
Yes, I dare to say that i have experienced a lot in life,
I have seen men at their pitiest, at their most desperate, their most dire situations. I have been jaded so badly over the last 2 years as I try in futile attempts to help them out. It is tiring and disheartening to see your efforts dissolving into nothingness.

So, I am going to stop. I shall revert back to my NS mode.
Don't bother me with your emotional problems. If you want me to
do something, tell me your solution. I will assess if I am able to help.

I will also stop judging people. It is not right for a Christian to be doing this.

and... here's a little perspective.

If you haven't experienced the worst aspects of life, you are not qualifed to tell me that your life is messed up.

Inconsideration

Another example of inconsiderate people.
There are so many things we can be unhappy with, but not everything is worth fighting for.
In fact, most things on Earth are not worth fighting for at all.
One may construe this as an act of inconsideration and disgust.
One may see this as an act of anarchy and rebellion.
One may percieve this as a rejection of the social establishment and norms.
But seriously, this ain't worth fighting for.
So, I'll just snap it down, for fun's sake.

Life is Good

serenity is a beauty of life.
Why bother fighting?

A Sound of Thunder

The crackling of gun powder resonates through the trees that separate them from us.
I can hear them clearly, smoothly sliding past the music that booms from my table speakers.I can hear it all, a symphonic mix of the different calibres passing through the different barrels...
The random 5.56s scraping along the sides of the custom designed SARs, the irregular burst twirling out of those Ultimax Section assault weapons ( SAWs)... These being overshadowed by the imposing unpredictable but distinct blasts of the 7.62 out of the Fabrique Nationale General Purpose Machine gun (GPMG).
But when I close my eyes... and thread backwards along these waves... i can hear a soft click under each. The click of the trigger by a soul wearing a green fatigue.

It was a sound of thunder. It was a sound of resignation. It was a sound of someone's past who is another one's present.

Please stop those ORD jokes. It ain't nice.

Lifting Off

I know that I've been very distant, cold and occassionaly grouchy to many of my friends lately.
Incidentally, some of you have been equally grouchy and anal to me as well.
But, though many of you keep silent, your presence is more concrete than any
other proof.
Thank you all for this period of time. It hasn't been the easiest time in my life,
but thank you. I do know who my true friends are. Thank you.
Even you Sabby.

Jac-

This blog post is for Shannon because he was being a mean girl to Jac after wrongly assuming that she was trying to blackmail him.
So here’s a 200 word blog entry about Shannon.
Shannon is a guy, not a girl. He is also human by the way, contrary to popular belief. He wears caps not because he has bed hair everyday, but because his hair is freakingly awesome and like, people might swoon to death if he doesn’t wear caps.
(120 more words)
Shannon’s Chinese name is XUANAN. His Mac is called Xuannie and his phone is called XUANNIE TOO. Or something. He is very creative in naming his belongings.
Shannon’s Nokia charger is spoilt. And so is his Mac battery. But his brain is still functioning, I think.
Shannon has a friend named Pedro also known as PIXIEDUST. Shannon’s friend Jac thinks that Pedro rocks because he willingly put this post up here, potentially tainting his blog.
(40 more words)
Shannon lives in Serangoon, far away from human civilisation and this is getting boring. How am I supposed to churn out 5 of these entries? Oh well, I’ll figure something out. Yes, I will. Thanks for helping Pixiedust!!
Word count: 200

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did I mention that my sister rocks?

Say

The most wonderful aspect of the new media is that it allows wisdom to become a collective commodity. We may now find the wisdom of words with a click of a button and the scroll of the mouse.
More often than not. wisdom doesnt not come from academic transcipts but rather simple day objects written with a specific principle in mind. With the internet, that specific channel could be found a lot more easilly.- I 've found mine in this confusing moment from a most unlikely source.

"Have no fear for giving in
Have no fear for giving over
You better know that in the end
It's better to say too much
Than never to say what you need to say"

- John Mayer


of course, I must thank daph too for the quote.
I thank you too.

Bid our shark farewell ...

God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
As it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
If I surrender to His Will;
So that I may be reasonably happy in this life
And supremely happy with Him
Forever and ever in the next.

wish I saw it sooner

I was organising my photographs the other day.
Recently, I had a main bulk of photographs I captured from my double trips to Melbourne.
Hundreds of photographs depicting gibbons, monkeys, koalas, tasmanian devils... the list goes on.
My dad, being as nosy as he was started scrolling through my photos without telling me and starting comparing the photos taken on my Sony A350 in Singapore and those of Canon 350D in Melbourne.
He looked really hard. I was expecting him to comment on the colours and compostion, but all i got was this.
"wow... so many animals shots, you must have spent a lot of time waiting for them to get into postion"
"yup Dad, I did. took some patience but not I got the shots *points to my tasmanian devil shot* I think I spend almost 20 mins for this shot"


"she must have waited longer for you"


I wish I noticed sooner.

Whatever it Takes

A strangled smile fell from your face
It kills me that I hurt you this way
The worst part is that I didn't even know
Now there's a million reasons for you to go
But if you can find a reason to stay

I'll do whatever it takes
To turn this around
I know what's at stake
I know that I've let you down
And if you give me a chance
Believe that I can change
I'll keep us together
Whatever it takes

She said if we're gonna make this work
You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see
She said like it or not it's the way it's gotta be
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me

I'll do whatever it takes
To turn this around
I know what's at stake
I know that I've let you down
And if you give me a chance
And give me a break
I'll keep us together

I know you deserve much better
Remember the time I told you the way that I felt
And that I'd be lost without you and never find myself
Let's hold onto each other above everything else
Start over, start over

I'll do whatever it takes
To turn this around
I know what's at stake
I know that I've let you down
And if you give me a chance
Believe that I can change
I'll keep us together
Whatever it takes