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thy early dark hours
the clock is tickling nearly 1,its just the beginning of the night.while most are already tuck in their bed,i had just started a bit of my freedom.here i am typing away,uploading bit and pieces of my life.how nice it will be if life's like a blog,we are able to write our very own story.real life is always unpredictable,just like the sky is not always bright.one happening will always link to another,round and round the circle it always go.why did god even create humans?is it to let them reliease their sin?why would there be sin in the 1st place,if we were being created so perfectly.bible says that satan was once god's men,then why did god create him to wreck havoc?so much things there are no answers to it.just like the placing of egg and the hen.will the world be better without sin?or will pple only tresure after something sinful had happen.was sin there for bad or good?like all had said without evil,we wouldn't know kind.without a negative,we wouldn't know there's positive.maybe afterall god had it all planned.we are just within the SIMslike the matrix unknowingly whats above us.- e n d +
whats done is done....
time pass by every seconds.no matter how big your palm is... no matter how fast you are....you just cant catch it... and make it stay there....life are full of suprises....up and downs....the heart the mind and the soul doesnt really falls in the same row..it is so real...so realistic....every move and every actioncan be felt....theres only 1 try 1 time for 1 thing...once done and will be done and will be in history..somethings or steps when is being place on a wrong move.....its just like a glass of water....no matter how much water you pour in...when theres a crack... it just won't get filled up...the crack eventhough healed...there will be a scar......a symbol of memories...a pen in history....book...perhaps thats life.... you will only know the future when u had went pass it..whats coming ahead will always remains as a questions mark posted somewhere in your head.- end +
Lost
This is shit man..... keep feeling lost despite playing severals games of bowling which is one of my fav past time.
too much things to complete and too little time to spare....
just completed updating blumeinspiration.com.sg and on my way to finish bear.butterfly. then will follow by miracle website design.....
no days to actually relax.... even thou..... luke will be taking it up.... guess that should be the way....... will gonna chiong for the web design so faster can relax... and concentrate to do more Ots..... bobian.... good money ba.....
guess i am thinking too much.... my words seems to come from all sides......
work had been more or less stable....... now is just waiting for time to past till we are shifting back to bukit batok where both of our childhood days are......
sometime things are so ironic..... i start off with dazhong pri and end with lianhua pri.... zhun zhun missed keming.... despite changing schs... for so many times.... but still met my wife... at queenstown....... despite both of us lives in d west.... guess tats fate ba..... maybe we won;t be 2gether if in the 1st place i had gonna into keming.......
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