Life is not a one way road. Keep trusting. Keep believing. God will come to save.


Today, I went to visit my auntie at serangoon. I was pretty surprised when I saw so many shoes outside the doorgate becuse for the past few years, it's usually been pretty quiet. Apparently, my cousin's tae kwondo students were there to visit. Naturally, egocentric me felt like an oddball over there. Felt kindda 'extra'. SOmehow, it feels kind of sad that I'm not really that close to my only other direct relatives. It's like my aunt took care of me when I was young and to date I think I didn't have any initiative to thank her for caring for me. I wish I were more pro-active. How I wish I could ask my coz to teach me TKD too! haha..But that would be mad.

ANYWAY, I went home feeling pretty sour and envious, that other people's homes vould be so lively and full of so many meaningful relationships. How I wish I had cousins to play with, aunties to gossip to and grandparents to love.

Then I was supposed to be at ECP by 4pm for BBQ with some singers. I guess I was too down to leave the house at 3 plus. Lesson 1: Never have too much sugar in a day. It just leaves u feeling sick and sleepy and makes me just want to sleep away the sugar. Ok. This doesn't make much sense. So I left home at around 4 plus. WHich is so unlike me, earlier than puctual me. I decided to jog to the busstop hoping to WAKE myself up. ALong the way, I was really overcome by negative thoughts. I really had to fight them back. I knew that these thoughts would only crush my spirit. Hence, U started repeating to myself this phrase " God loves me" for as long as I could. Then more came. I started to claim His promises for me. At first, I didn't really say with much conviction. BUt then as I continued to press in and focus, I felt better, more relieved. I guess, this is what i would do if ever I feel that " bad feeling' again.

Upon reaching ECP, I BADLY needed a toilet and Seeing the long queue outside the Mac's toilet definitely made me panick for a moment. However, ever resourceful and intelligent me went to the toilet at the bowling alley instead. Lo and behold, I realised I didn't need to p, but my system had some big business to do, and what could be better than not having any toilet roll with me?! I immediately gave Grace a ring and asked her to come to my rescue. I had to give her directions as to where I was, and perhaps, my voice was really so loud and clear that I suddenly saw a hand offering me a packet of tissue paper from underneath the gap between the two cubicles. HAA! Amazing grace! Could God have sent that person to rescue me instead?

Anyway, when I went out to the park area, I saw a beautiful sight. There was a pair of siblings. One brother and one sister. They were playing in a puddle of water. If it were me, or any adult for that matter, I would definitely have avoided the puddle of muddy water as far as I could. But it was a pure joy and inspiration to see that they children didn't seem to give a hoot about getting dirty. They were really having fun jumping in the water and hearing it splash up around them. Love the children. Love the innocence. Love the 'couldn't-care-less' attitude. I wish I were still a kid. Then people would all coo over how cute I am. And ahem, give me more red packets for chinese new year.