Mmm.. I love her voice, and this cover of the song.
& so I ask, why does it take to win a girl’s heart? I hear sincerity most of the time.
God, please show me the answer, for I search, to no avail.
For only you can see how true my heart is.
Psalms 127:1 Unless the LORD builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the LORD guards the city, The watchman keeps awake in vain.
You’re the apple of my eye.
& I want to stand by you in every circumstance.
You say I’d not like your weakness and your lousy traits.
I say why not? Since I ordered the whole package I will accept it with gladness.
“To love another person is to see the face of God.”
-Les Miserables
“Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.”
-Shakespeare
“Relationships–of all kinds–are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost.”
-Kaleel Jamison
What is fame to you?
–noun
| 1. | widespread reputation, esp. of a favorable character; renown;
public eminence: to seek fame as an opera singer. |
| 2. | common estimation or opinion generally held of a person or thing; reputation. |
I don’t deny that I crave for a shot at fame as a dancer. But that can be a fatal trap in itself. God, please guide me along. Don’t let me be engulfed in narcissism and the pursue of fame.
Pictures speak more than words. For the first time, let them depict my life and emotions.
There you go. It summarizes everything. I pray that I’d have to strength to carry on.
Me in my Grave clothes
This is me in my current state. I feel like I’m stuck in miry clay, the more I struggle, the deeper I sink.
To many this may be trivial, but I’m struggling and feel like I’m fighting for a lost cause.
I really don’t want to be a dead man walking. Even if I glow on the outside, sin is gnawing in the inside of me.
Please keep me in prayers. No more double standards, living double lives.
I miss dance like crazy.
I’ve had the best party in my life. Though it was just a small scale event, I’m sure everyone felt the warmth and coziness when we’re gathered together.
My heartfelt thanks go out to Siang Hui, Matthew, Cynthia, Alan, Jinyi and Caleb for lending me a hand in both planning and executing this party. It was an overwhelming success.
I felt loved by my friends and family. In retrospect, I’m glad that they’re so intricately weaved into my life. I’m richer not just by material gifts but I value more on the fountain of relationships.
Photos of the event can be found in the URL provided below:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=116381&id=672086995
For those who cant access the pictures do drop me a comment or sms. I’d be more than happy to let you bask in the fun we had.
As quoted from the tagline in Cynthia’s album, “Friends are God’s gift” . I pray that I’d never take anyone for granted, because when God gives, God also has the rights to take it away from you. Cherish the people who left a footprint down your memory lane.
10 years, 20 years, 100 years later, I know we’d be linked in our hearts till forever, even when God calls us home to him. We’d meet in heaven! Thats a promise. -Chris, to the 2 whom I still cherish so much. =)
Dance, for it is the expression of life 