The fruit of the Spirit,
Is love, joy, peace,
Patience, kindness, goodness!

The fruit of the Spirit,
Is faithfulness,
Gentleness and self-control!

Cant get the childrens church song outta my head! But I cant find it online either

I barely had any meals at home this entire week and normally i'd not be too happy, but this week has been really good. I guess since my time in sg draws to an end, i'm just trying to spend every bit of it properly with people who matter. But time in Singapore is never enough ( Read more... )

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''All along the fence, especially along the lower line of wire, all sorts of rubbish had caught and tangled. It was like the debris you get on a seashore: the wind must have carried some of it for miles and miles before finally coming up against these trees and these two lines of wire. I was thinking about the rubbish, the flapping plastic in the ( Read more... )

Vietnam was great :D Was really glad I got to travel this summer because for awhile it looked like travel plans epic-ly failed because there was no way ny was going to work out which meant summer in Singapore only. Technically thats fine, I suppose, since I'm not here much but somehow the world feels so so big there's so much to see out there and ( Read more... )

Am off to Vietnam tomorrow for a short 1wk getaway with chu, r and s! I figured since I didnt get to travel after year 2 exams in aus, I had to get away somehow during the 3mth break. So SEA it is ( Read more... )

Cant figure why I keep fleeing in the opposite direction. Its almost as if its a reflex.

I always took CNY for granted when I was younger. Never saw the significance of it, or rather, never knew what not having CNY was like. I have been fortunate enough to spend all but one CNY in Singapore, but being overseas in general makes me more sentimental when it comes to talking about home.

The familiar routine of CNY - Steamboat reunion on CNY ( Read more... )

''His photos had all been of her feet. They weren't Ida. That was why he'd erased them.

Light didn't conduct truth as once he'd thought. There was nothing you could do to preserve truth. Light was only of use as a metaphor for the ungraspable moment. Until there was a kind of camera invented that could return you entirely to a moment from your past ( Read more... )

An enjoyable bike ride from home to the clementi area supplies me with a week's worth of endorphins, I think. The thing about exploring on a bike is that you get to take in more sights than walking - which also means more shots than a typical day out on foot, more things to appreciate. If I could, I would have liked to stop to take more shots. ( Read more... )