I know you’ll never treat yourself right darling, but I want you to//
I’m done with people judging me, but that doesn’t mean I can’t tell when they do.
nice from far, but far from nice.
I don’t get how people have so much time to judge other people when their own lives are a complete mess hurhur –/fix yourself first, human, before you fix another.
How does a sensitive person cope in a senseless world
Where human communication is sent in electric joules that burns nerves to kill each other,
Where the heartbroken breaks hearts for a living,
Where respect is only found in the unending rows of names of the dead, carved in marble and granite.
–/ it’s safer for your gentle heart to stay broken
Singapore’s founding father, Sir Minister Mentor Lee Kwan Yew, passed away on the 23rd of March, Monday.
I woke up to the news on Monday morning, much to my dismay. I was hoping that our dear Minister Mentor would live to see the SG50 celebrations, our Jubilee Year, this years August.
For all my 16 years as a Singaporean, regrettably, I have never attended a single NDP the tickets were too expensive for my family of 6 to go together, and we tried balloting for tickets but unfortunately we never got them and 16 years came and went but I never had a chance to see the benefactor of our nation in real life.
It is truly a deep and regretful loss to the whole of Singapore that our Minister Mentor has passed on.
Our Minister Mentor Lee Kwan Yew was a man who loved his country and dedicated his life to creating a better Singapore and we owe a lot to our Minister Mentor for bringing Singapore to its height of splendor, glory and prosperity today. No matter how many years pass, we will always remember our Minister Mentor, our father to the nation.
A thousand thank yous from my heart, Sir Minister Mentor Lee Kwan Yew.
Thank you for building up the Lion City to what it is today.
We heard your roar, Sir, and it will echo in our hearts for many generations to come.
I often wonder to how great an extent can one hurt on the inside. I wonder how the pain of losing a loved one, like the fabric of life that held everything together being torn apart, can crawl its way through the outside and steal its way into the heart and soul of a person […]
It’s been 8 days since I last blogged. My apologies guyz cus school has started.
Nothing really eventful has happened, no one has lost his eye or broke his neck. Just the regular routine of school and such.
Maybe the only significant thing that happened during this past 8 days was the death of the last few remaining Bible-believing Independent Fundamental Baptist preachers in my country, Pastor Selva of Lighthouse Baptist Church, Singapore.
He passed away due to an illness discovered around the beginning of the year.
My family attended his wake, because firstly, my dad’s one of the last few Bible-believing Independent Fundamental Baptist preachers like the pastor, and secondly, we wanted to comfort the family.
All the IBF churches and her pastors were there and it was a huge gathering of Christians that, on the one hand, mourned the passing of this servant of God but also thanked God for this pastor who touched many lives and led many souls to God’s kingdom.
People said he looked sickly and pale but I thought how happy he looked in the casket as he was put to lay there. No fear in his face, all was at peace, all joy.
It looked as if he was very glad to leave this world and meet the One He toiled for this many many years.
This brave, faithful soldier of grace has finally reached home, heard his God say to him, “Well Done.” and is peacefully resting in the presence of the sweet sweet Savior.