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Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. Psalms 123:1 ⢠⢠No matter who you are, or where you're from, whatever memories and hopes you carry, regardless of how much the world around you has changed, the sky above us is still there. Even behind the clouds, the sun still shines there. Most importantly, God is still there. Today is a beautiful day.
When you have responsibilities but #silently #protesting #RejectingWithEveryFibreOfYourBody #turtle #head #under #a #rock #IWishIWasBornARock #ěíě´íë¤ě´ #LivingIsTough #MySpiritAnimal #TodayIDontFeelLikeDoingAnything ⢠⢠To all who don't feel like it today, 's okay. This turtle knows EXACTLY how you feel. On some days, it's alright to not feel like it. Just find your rock and hide under it for a while. Know anyone like this? #tb #aquaplanet #yeosu (at ěěż ěíëźëˇ ěŹě)
The day where we went back in time. Right in front of the ole music shop playing memories. #BeingUnnecessarilyPoetic #throwback #SuncheonDramaSet #sunshine #ěě¤ě¸ #ISawWhatYouDidThere #jeollanamdo #ě ëźë¨ëě§ą #íěě°í #í미 #ëŠěź (at ěě˛ëëźë§ě´ŹěěĽ)
Of a dancer
Watching you is like satin ribbons, a mesmerizing, bewitching wave that one canât help but be swayed. Controlled, restrained, then desperate, your lithe body crying out silently the unspoken pain and anguish words could not bring forth. A kick back, then a pirouette, your arms folded and swirled along with the rest of you. It was magnificent, elegant. Full of grace. Beautiful. Your longing eyes followed your arms of silk that reached out for the unreachable, neck thrown back, lips parted in melancholy. A heavy sigh is felt as you gently sink to the floor in resolution.Â
I lost control of my tear ducts. The euphony was heart-wrenching, achingly glorious and I believe I witnessed a nymph worshiping Terpsichore with its body, surrendering to the melody and being carried away. In those times, i saw a boy in love with the art of body expression, eyes smiling in wonder, paying no heed to the rest of the world.Â
It was poetry in motion.Â

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Dropped by the CNU International Office to hand in a report. Was not expecting this from my coordinator hahaha. Thanks Ms Jeon for offering! #CNUOIA #UKMAbroad #notbadjugaklahcoordinatoraku #likeakidagain #heehee #gratefulforthelittlethings #MomentsInLife #MiL
While watching the angkat sumpah live on Astro Awani. Why is his anxiety stressing me out so much? #GE14 #whysonervous #astroawani #historymade ⢠⢠On another note, I just realised that we are living in a very surreal era, politically speaking. The U.S. has a business man as their President, North and South Korea had their peace summit, Brexit, and then this. #istheworldgoingtoend #changesiscoming
The joy. The pain. The frustration. The worth. The perserverence. The lethargy. The time taken. The effort invested. The disappointments. The comfort. The support. The responsibility. The burden. The hope. The privilege. And all these I count as more than adequate reward. #Investiture #TheCommandersPledge #EmbraceTheChallenge #willimakeit #orbreakunderpressure #wewillsee
I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. ⢠John 15:5 ⢠#remaininChrist #bearmuchfruit #apart #dead #reminder #MomentsInLife #MiL
A letter that I could never send
It feels like I have been here before, the oddly familiar bittersweet taste of joy and sadness. Joy because it puts a smile on my face when my eyes drink in the sight of you being happy and so beautiful; sad because I can only keep these as memories in your absence. Those piercing eyes that hides much withheld thoughts and dance with roguish charm whenever the smile that reflects the sun slink over your mien. The oozing silent charisma that arrests the attention of those who observe in the shadows. Still waters that extend far below the surface, mysterious yet forthright. Funny that you do not think much of yourself where in truth you are nothing short of prepossessing. And oh Lord, I have been possessed by this fine workmanship without notice.Â
Why do I feel this? I question myself why do you affect me such? The culprit is my robust imagination mercilessly rampaging over the infinite possibilities that irks me whenever it pleases. My pride, the strong and unwavering line of defense, defiant over this atrocity, hinders me from doing the unthinkable: to lay bare these irrational sentiments I have so repressed. Am I keeping myself sane or losing my sanity by concealing, I can no longer tell. But Lord teach me how to say no to this, because my eyes can never stop wandering and my mind never cease to wonder...
I cannot bring myself to tell you this in person. Not at least until I figure out what and why am I like this. So hence this letter will never reach you. I will spare you this while I roam endlessly, unsure of what am I searching for.Â

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Post-Song Fest 15
Working while getting involved in Song Fest (a singing church event) was quite the experience. Turned my schedule upside down, screwed my biological clock, messed up my emotional state, yet... enjoyable.
Working with primary school children as my day job was a true philosophical delight. If the pay was better, I might consider pledging loyalty to that tuition centre. The students called me Teacher but I learned a lot from them at a philosophical point of view. Plus, it does not hurt that they are absolutely adorable agitators that you will always have a love-hate relationship with.
Song Fest 15 is, for the lack of a better word, my baby. Despite being energy-draining, emotionally disrupting and mind-boggling, I still find myself relishing every single moment over the past 2 months in preparation. And I will not trade it for anything in this world. Just like how a normal parent would describe their own progeny.
Working closely with people definitely revealed our true colors to a certain extent. Trying not to let that affect me while not compromising too much was a fine line to tread, in which I admittedly fell off the tightrope a few times. Not to mention that working with certain people rouse up certain sentiments at the wrong time. I realised that it was not the cardinal exertion that provokes conflict, but the trifling sidetracks that could potentially invert the entire work mechanism.
Thank God His grace is sufficient. The compulsion to drop everything and leave was strong, but He is stronger. I know that I will reap liberal returns of my earthly investments in heaven but winning Song Fest was a bonus, a Lilliputian nibble off the great banquet that awaits me in the near future. How I wish it was THAT simple to have the proclivity for such mentality in every single moment of my existence.
God save us all.
Shakespeare Demystified: Macbeth afterthoughts
I got a confession to make: I have never read a single work of Shakespeare, except for his poem â Lifeâs Brief Candleâ during Form 1 literature class (which appeared in the play of Macbeth). I had this notion that Shakespeare literature is too fancy and hard to understand. So when my Critical Appreciation class had a field trip to KLPAC to watch Shakespeare Demystified: Macbeth, I jumped at the chance because of the word âDemystifiedâ. And because I miss KLPAC. So much love for that placeâŚ
I did a bit of research on the tragedy play and about Shakespeare. Fun fact: Shakespeare has a colorful range of insults. Now THATâS my kind of person.
The play was a stripped down version, with 5 actors playing multiple roles and minimum props and costumes with the right sound effects, hence the audience have to use a bit of imagination to visualise the play. Between their dialogues and narrations, they manage to cleverly insert some Malaysian references, paying homage to Shakespeare, who was a genius in reaching out to his audience in his plays. Some scenes were omitted and performed differently to fit in the 100 minutes time frame. Finally, at the end, there is a Q & A session for the audience to ask any questions about the play.
The first thing I have to say is the moment we entered Pentas (stage) 2, it was about 20 minutes before showtime. There was a red satin cloth covering something in the middle of the stage and I wondered idly is a person hiding in there. But since the thing underneath was very still, I banished that thought. The show began with the entrance of the 3 Weird Sisters prophesying about the coming of Macbeth. They circled around the red cloth in a ritualistic manner (which is eerily enchanting to watch). As the chanting and mumbling of the sisters grew frantic, THE THING COVERED BY THE RED CLOTH SLOWLY ROSE TO REVEAL MACBETH, who was played by veteran stage actor, Lim Soon Heng. Veteran, as in, not very young. That man has more stamina and flexibility than most 20-something people, namely me. As a person with some theatre experience, playing more than one character in a play is challenge. What more these actors had no intermission and no rest between their role switches. And the amount of difficult dialogues to remember⌠like whoa! Just. Whoa. My love for the arts intensified. Much respect for them who wishes to reach out to more Malaysians through their art. I still donât know some parts of the play but at least I no longer afraid of the name âShakespeareâ. All in all, I paid RM40 for this, sacrificed my me-time on the weekend, got stuck in jam, drove for an hour to get there, and I am not disappointed. #WorthIt
How is it possible that a smile can contain so much sunshine and warmth that melts you down into goo?!
Chen W.S.
Poem of a Scatterbrain
Scatterbrain, scatterbrain, yes I am From the p.m. until the a.m. Will I get things done? I sure hope so In the meantime, distractions will never go
This basically sums up what I did yesterday. #Drained #Tired #ZombieLegs #WorthIt #Volunteer #UKMKaki #ZooNegara #OffTheBucketList

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My Christmas (one year overdue)
**Updated Prologue. I just realized that this was not posted and was just saved as a draft. So here it is, loooonggg overdue :P**
Peopleâs Christmas be like âSnow in Pavilionâ or âPresents!!! Ahhhh!!!â or âChristmas partiesâ or something like that. That was my Christmas. Was.
This year, my Christmas was spent working in my churchâs event which is happening on the 25, 26 and 27. Work until I woke up feeling feverish and nose blocked. Lethargic. Restless. Coughing. Body starting to ache. To be honest, it doesnât feel festive and the feeling sucks.
But, I know it is worth it. My savior, the Lord Jesus Christ (donât you dare autocorrect âJesusâ as âJessâ, phone) was born on Christmas day and He endured much more sucky situations and trials and humiliations to save us, to reconcile us with God by the sacrifice of His blood.
And this event is to spread the gospel through the Christmas message to others who have not heard of the good news. This musical drama that the church members have been working on so hard depicts what Christmas means to us. And we hope that our loved ones who has heard it will at least have the chance to know God.
The reception was mind-blowing on the first day despite the downpour: we had to restrict people from going in due to limited space available for seating AND standing.
It might seem sad to not have turkey or Christmas pudding. But itâs much better than working shifts on Christmas day that can only put food on the table but doesnât satisfy you spiritually.
UniLog 6 October 2016
It's a Thursday and it's my only day without morning classes. My roommate has already left for her class in FEP (Fac of Economics and Management in BM). I'm just tired of the things I have right now. It has only been 39 days since my university registration day and 100 days til the end of my first semester. So far, I have taken up acting classes (AC), Interpersonal skills and self-identity classes, Netpreneurship, and I'm also a member of my college dorm cultural club. The interpersonal skills class requires us to run a program and if it's a success, we can get our credits. And somehow I've also taken up the treasurer position in the winter solstice event. I have 2 pending assignments, one about the by-elections of Sungai Besar, Selangor and the other about the LGBTQ perception in Malaysia. I have this annoying faculty night performance that we freshmen have to practise for the entertainment of the seniors. And, as if I'm not busy enough, I've recently agreed to join the English debate between faculties. Like what man, me debate???? But at least it's in English and not other languages or I gave really put the noose on my own neck. All this has made me forgetful of my spiritual life. It's been 3 weeks since I've been to church and thank God the feeling is still unsettling. I couldn't even make time for my morning quiet time, what more the Christian Fellowship here in UKM like wat da heck mayyyte?!?!?!?! So today I've decided to devote my evening to bible study before I rush back to college dorm for the debate prep. GOD HELP ME I AM SLOWLY DYING BECAUSE OF MY LACK OF SPIRITUALITY. So yeah. Uni life is so stressful.