Feels Like It's Time to Dream Again

Woke up and my sorethroat seems to be healed already.

Didn't get to have meal with Mabel yesterday.

Time of scattered-ness is not over yet...

This week didn't get to contact my students well enough...

Praise God, Jane Joy asked Dennis and she can help me from the confinement of not bringing a gal to SSC nite. Lolx.

Am still feeling sick. My lips are so dry no matter how much water I drink... Still feel hot, but no fever... What weird feeling.

Last night, after service, went to eat near esplanade with NS group. So alien; so detached.





What does it mean to be fighting from victory instead of fighting for victory?

The feeling of being in a crowd of the same group but not knowing a single person is alienating.. I feel out of place and unbelonged. I know there are others like me.

Can a man become selfish after tasting the goodness of giving unreservedly and recieving humbly?

The sense of not being with friend(s) when going any outing or occasion is as lonely as 1 person can be in a dark and quiet night; all alone, ear-piercing silence.

Surely I'll have the extra strength to do when I am with my loved, but my energy is as good as gone when I'm just being present in a group of mere strangers. Morale.





Yesterday before service, at home, Seng suddenly msn me... evaluated the old songs I composed. Watch my language and improve my command of english flow. Watch my tunes and melody... repetitive... I was trembling. How weird.




"Good things are worth waiting for... You know you won't regret it..."

Just let me pray... A moment please. Let me seek my Lord...