Ch@lk and Ch33se.

Look out for something new in the next two weeks. We'll reveal what we've been slogging over; the wee hours of the past month will be justified. =)

把痛苦转为力量。把挫折转为成功。

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(Because I wish for this blog to remain private.)

^^Y

Surreal.

Dear friends, do not be surprised at the painful trial you are suffering, as though something strange were happening to you.

If you are insulted because of the name of Christ, you are blessed, for the Spirit of glory and of God rests on you.

If you suffer as a Christian, do not be ashamed, but praise God that you bear that name.

For it is time for judgment to begin with the family of God; and if it begins with us, what will the outcome be for those who do not obey the gospel of God?

And,“If it is hard for the righteous to be saved, what will become of the ungodly and the sinner?”

So then, those who suffer according to God's will should commit themselves to their faithful Creator and continue to do good.

~ 1 Peter 4:12, 14-19

A watched pot never boils.

Sing a Song 0f Sixpence.

K, B and T have been my strongest pillars of support. That's where I draw strength from, I guess.

Yet, there's a pool of the Unknown - that 10% which I keep to myself, that 10% which matters the most, that 10% which exposes my vulnerability and would shock one into silence. (No, it does not involve You.)

On the surface, I'm seemingly blessed - a lil abode in a prime district, a brand new swanky $240k coupe, an occupation in teaching that pays well, (albeit it being a tad unglam) and chi-chi culinary indulgences.

Materialism is a facade to glaze over whatever is imperfect, a glossy shroud if you'd like.

You asked why I remained where I was and I had no answer.

Maybe it is because I need a catalyst, a pull factor rather than one of a push.

It's not about You. It's about Me.

I'm in my 30s and I see a mess on the board. People tell me that they envy my lifestyle but that is not what I seek. Or rather, that's the only thing I have to show. I do not consider myself to be rich, just sufficient to be comfortable.

If I sound blasé to the point of being sedated, that's because I am.

Sadness evokes tears, but what happens when you can no longer cry? Does that still constitute sadness? Or have you wandered into a Void?

There were many things that I held onto fastidiously because of Pride.

And as I age, Pride has proven to be costly. For it has been detrimental to my well-being.

I'm sorry I've bored you, my dear Reader, with my whinges about ____ for eight whole years.

Who is to be blamed for being afraid of Change, but myself?

It's up to me to steer my ship - its sole anchor & hindrance being my silly Pride.

Armed with a Type A personality and being dogmatic about perfectionism, these take flight when it comes to the aforementioned 10%.

I'm heartened that I've plodded along the tracks of the trodden path lately. It's a fair bit to where I'd fallen.

Pride needs to be quelled and sweeping, banished.

Mich, do it. For yourself. For once.

A pocket full of rye.

A Bunch of Words.

There is always someone
For each of us, they say.
And you'll be my someone
Forever and a day.
I could search the whole world over
Until my life is through
But I know I'll never find another You.

~ Seekers

Expectations.

I have expectations - of others, of myself.

And if they're not met, it ruffles my feathers and furrows my brows.

My faculties are packed to the brim with This and That and Those.

I cannot slow down nor shrug off a project or two as the cogwheels are still in motion.

Am I too hard on myself, and in turn, on others?

That perfectionist streak in me - a boost or a bane?

'Sweetie.'

It's an addiction - Going cold turkey doesn't help. Indulgence festers guilt.

Now that you're back, I don't know what to say nor do.

I feel like I owe you; I'm obligated towards you because of what I put you through. Yet, the immense amount of pain that has come along with my feelings for you is my debt paid in full.

Words unspoken form an unbearable yoke. It weighs me down.

On the other side of the fence, guilt gnaws away and relishes its decadence.

I'm conflicted as I've been trying to do what is right.

Then, a flutter of the heart comes along.

stumble

I

and

a state of

free fall

ensues.

Latitude.

Distance is relative.

Lofty Ambitions.

A lil step at a time.

We're getting there. If #1 is successful, it will give us scope & experience for #2 in the near future.

And through these, I wish to contribute to the poor & unfortunate in Singapore.

Dear God, I wish to be a blessing to others. Let this be the sole purpose in our decisions. Guide us with Wisdom.

Look out for updates in the coming months! =)