Friday, August 31, 2012. The mourners stood in silent tribute as the coffin was laid to rest. Their heads were bowed as their eyes were fixed listlessly to the ground. The air was still, the ground was tense and faces sombre. Deep in their hearts and at the darker edges of their minds, a completely different story was at play. What was the point of mourning a death? It was maudlin. Meant for the foolish and sentimental, and those who clung onto self-pity. Thursday, July 5, 2012.

Tuesday, January 01, 2013. The places we will go. Too lazy for anything haha. Why must block leave end today? Haha I seem to be hating on army like everyone else eh? But the main thing is,.

I know it feels like the end. An ordinary person with an extraordinary God. So that God grants you the. Serenity to accept the unchangeable,. Courage to transform the changeable,. Wisdom to know the difference,. Faith to trust in Him. Kern Choong who has no legs.

Heavenquake fissures eat cities unseen. And bellow in anguish at all in the way. A lashing, a crashing, a self-stripping bare,. Whose cloak glazes land in a trod-warpath sheen,. Whose parting grants silence, yet far more to say. Society has become a monster .