Aah, amateurs.

NO SCHOOL TOMORROW BEECHEZ!!!!!!!!! ACS CELEBRATE!! I’ll spend the day camping at home starting on my new book and playing Guitar Hero.. Wanted to jam but the guys just feel lazy to XD

Why does Taylor Swift’s song You Belong With Me sound surprisingly good when a guy sings it :O

SHE WEARS SHORT SKIRTS I WEAR T-SHIRTS

SHE’S CHEER CAPTAIN I’M ON THE BLEACHERS

Cuz what you’re looking for has been here the whole time.

————– The world is what you decide to make it. This place is your playground, but only if you decide to open your  eyes and look at it that way. Remember that, people.  —————————————-

“…Everything.”

“I know, God, but I mean didn’t You mention in the Word that You are able to turn everything bad into good? So even if this person does get wrecked, surely You can turn it into an experience where he grows stronger.”

“Okay. I mentioned that I am able to turn the things even the devil does against him, yes?”

“Yeah..”

“Well, are you willing to be the devil’s hand in destroying this person? Would you condescend to such a level?”

Bang.

Oh God, don’t make me face up to this
And I so hate consequences
And running from you is what my best defense is
Cause I know that I let you down
And I don’t want to deal with that

And I spent all last night
Tearing down
Every stoplight
And stop sign in this town
Now I think there might
Be no way to stop me now
I’ll get away despite
The fact I’m so weighed down

All of my escapes have been exhausted
I thought I had a way but then I lost it
And my resistance was once much stronger
And I know I can’t go on like this much longer

When I got tired of running from you
I stopped right there to catch my breath
There your words they caught my ears
You said, “I miss you son. Come home”
And my sins, they watched me leave
And in my heart I so believed
The love you felt for me was mine
The love I’d wished for all this time
And when the doors were closed
I heard no I told so’s
I said the words I knew you knew
Oh God, Oh God I needed you
God all this time I needed you, I needed you

Running from you is what my best defence is.

Nah, not really.

I bet all of you experienced the feeling where you want to just beg God why on earth He picked such a… odd person to love. Or maybe why He chose this person over that person when that person is so much better; and that person is available but this person isn’t.

And then when you’re brushing your teeth you hit the toothbrush on a ledge; the toothbrush pounds the back of your throat and then you understand God’s telling you not to bother trying to ask why, but it’ll work out for the better.

Life’s odd, isn’t it? Oh, the beauty of irony.

Let’s begin this story, then.

Once upon a time, in a land? not far away.. oh, wait, I think that’s from Star Wars.

Screw the fairytale starting then and let’s get to business~

She entered my life during a period where life was a breeze for me. You know, cruise along.. grades alright, friends are cool, parents aren’t grounding you every which way.. that’s the idea.

I’m sure some of my friends will be wondering why I keep writing about love. Well, it’s simple- love’s the only thing that’s perfect, isn’t it?

In this jacked up, screwed up world, we find perfection confusing and, well, retarded. It’s the same reason why we can’t understand love, and the things people in love do.

As a book I read said: “Never trust a person in love, unless the person’s in love with you.”

How true.

Love’s greatest enemy is not hate. Not people like Hitler (don’t you love his moustache?), nor people who make your heart and then break it (I HATE YOU MEGAN FOX).  I think love’s greatest enemy is those people who pretend- or think- they are in love, begin doing things that they think they should do, that people in love should do- but with the wrong motivation. Then they end up completely screwing the situation up- and they ask why.

Note: I’m not just talking about romantic love here. Brotherly and sisterly love kicks in as well.

Second note: To insert just a little tidbit of wisdom in here, it’s only in your head that you feel left out and looked down on.

Getting back to the story.

She was in need, you see.

Not in need of money, nor in need of love.

Yes, that’s right. NOT in need of love.

What she needed was just someone to show the right combination of character traits, to act in such-and-such a way, to do this and do that particular thing, so as to make her believe that this particular someone was trustable- and then she would open up.

I use the phrase “make her believe” because I think she was desperate enough for someone who could perform an act of a passable standard for her so she could tell him/her all the things she was experiencing.

Well, fine, you say that if we tweak that little we get she needed love.

Okay, I’m a confused person, okay? Well- to be frank- I have explored both sides of the.. coin, shall we say?

I’ll be back in a while; my father’s cutting the internet in a short while. Shall we say, ten seconds? See you all in a bit.

~With you.

*this is a STORY. Any words written in italics will be a story from now on. Any references to ANYONE, including myself, is purely unintended. Seriously.

well, I BEG TO DIFFER.

My God, I’d have thought you would know how to differentiate self-delusion from reality by now.

at least, in my sky.

For every single one of you, PLEASE watch this. It’s so.. moving, and so true..

If you don’t mind me mentioning names, I want to dedicate this to:

Pearlyn

Greg

Jarrad

If you have problems with the names tell me I’ll take em off but watch the video. Seriously.

Pastor Kong’s birthday today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY PASTOR:D You bring us such joy and inspiration.

The sermon was super good too… utterly revelational. Obviously I won’t post anything here because some are too personal.. but yes. One thing I realized…

Strength is not facing the giant. Strength is GETTING UP after being struck down by the giant.

By the way. To another person. You know when I said that I’d always be ok? What I meant was, as Pastor Kong said, no matter what happens God would always give me the strength to get up and go again. In the end, I know it’ll all work out. Apply that too your life too!

God has confirmed that express is my new ninjaplace where He wants me to be.

So far, my results are:

Emath: 78.5% A1

History: 72.%, 76% in consideration A1 HOPEFULLY

Chemistry: 88.5% A1

English: 72% A2

SS: 56% (I never did like writing good stuff about Singapore)

And oh shoop, I got an honors day award for drama O.O So random! So I need to go get a white shirt. Or maybe I should wear my pink shirt.. and my pink disco tie.. hmmmmm.