February 2012
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You Matter
Whilst multi-tasking on the train today, i finally figured out why I would miss work - my internship at Hill + Knowlton - from time to time, despite me enjoying whatever i’m studying and the experiences i’m immersed in right now.
As much as I like discovering about the world in lectures and tutorials; sharpening my critical thinking skills and exposing myself to various schools of...
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Speak Up
8 Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. 9 Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.
Proverbs 31:8-9
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I really hope that one day i’ll be able to do this, to do something larger than myself, whereby my life should not be about taking (like in materialism), but about the giving of myself and my...
January 2012
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Hold my Callused Hands
I’m gonna turn 22 this year, and it seems that relationships - the falling in and out of it - seems to be on the lips of every person around me these days. One topic that will always come up will be love, and the notions of it.
After weaving and out of these talks, i’ve come to realise, more fully, that one really needs to come fully into himself, before committing to a long term...
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Prayer
Please let this restlessness be transformed into holy discontentment.
I will seek you in the morning; I will learn to walk in your ways; And step by step you’ll lead me; And I will follow you all of my days.
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December 2011
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My brother just bought me a Jetsam wallet. Sweet!
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Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely...
– Oscar Wilde
(via modernhepburn)
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Florence Welch smashing it.
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Hope
Maybe without the cold and dark nights, i wouldn’t have been aware of the towers that stand massively between me and you.
Maybe without the bitter and brutal nights, i wouldn’t have known how badly i need you, more than i need myself.
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She’s so special, and she reminds me so much of you. She reminds me that you’re special.
I wonder
I feel stranded, caught up - not here, not there, not anywhere. I wonder whether you’ve got my best interests at heart, as i turn the pages and still feel that something’s fallen short, something’s not complete. This thirst lives on, like a question that runs in circles, chasing up tails. I wonder how things would have turned out - the opportunities to grow, to learn, to live -...
November 2011
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Anew
i hope that one day, i’ll never need to find new books to read, new songs to sing, new places to discover, because meeting you everyday will be one of wide-eyed adventure, where you make everything new - fresh, like drawing the curtains on a bright sunday morning.
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Hold Me
Yet the hands that cradled the stars,
are the hands that bled for me.
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