Let It Rain

Let It Rain

“The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.”

Some days, you don’t fight the feelings.
You just sit with them.
Let the sky cry if it needs to.
Let yourself feel — without fixing, without pretending.

It’s okay to be quiet.
It’s okay to not be okay.
You don’t have to fake the sun
when your world is clouded.

Because not every storm
needs to be stopped.
Some just need to pass.

And maybe the most honest thing you can do
is to stand still in the rain
and let it fall
until your heart feels clean again.

Wall of Protection and Mischief

“Sometimes we put up walls. Not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to knock them down.”

This is so true.
And don’t blame me if I’ve done it —
if I built a wall around myself.

Because if you really get me,
you’ll know why.

The truth?
The wall wasn’t always there.
But every time we got hurt,
it grew thicker.
Every disappointment added another layer.
And every time someone left,
we learned how to pick up the pieces ourselves.

We started standing back,
hiding behind jokes,
laughing when it hurts,
pretending we're fine.

There’s good and bad about building walls.
Sometimes, they protect us.
Sometimes, they save us from falling apart again.
But yeah — sometimes, they keep the good stuff out too.

We stop caring like we used to.
We stop feeling like we used to.
But it's not because we don’t want to.
It’s because we’re afraid of caring
and getting nothing in return.

So if I seem cold, or hard to reach —
don’t assume I don’t care.
It might just mean I care too much.
And I’m scared.

Because the people who matter…
they won’t just knock on the wall —
they’ll climb over it,
or wait on the other side,
or sit with you until you’re ready to open it yourself.

We’re not afraid to love again.
We’re just afraid of loving alone.

So if you see my wall —
don’t walk away.
Prove to me you’re not like the rest.

Diamonds and Stones

We always think we have time.
Time to text back.
Time to make up.
Time to say what we should’ve said.
But people aren’t forever.

Sometimes, we take hearts for granted —
like they’ll always be there.
Until they’re not.

And by the time we realize what we lost,
we're left holding things that never mattered,
while the one thing that did...
slipped away quietly.

Hold your people close.
The real ones.
The ones who see you when you’re quiet,
stay when you’re messy,
and love you anyway.

Because one day you’ll look back
and either smile at what you held onto,
or ache for what you let go.

Don’t lose a diamond
while chasing stones.

A Star for the Living

Just came back from a funeral.
Mood’s low.
Heavy.
Still.

I found myself back on that chair —
the one at the balcony I always go to
when I need to feel something real.

I looked up.
The sky was quiet.
Except for one star, blinking at me
like it knew something I didn’t.

In life, people come and go.
They arrive like whispers
and leave like echoes.

And suddenly, I started wondering —
How long will I be here?
How much more time do I have in this world?

We never know.
But tonight,
I’m still here.
Breathing.
Thinking.
Feeling.

A peaceful night,
for someone still alive.
And somehow,
that feels like enough.

A Quiet Goodbye

We gather not just to mourn,
but to remember.
To hold space for a life —
imperfect, but real.
Worn by time,
shaped by love,
and marked by the dreams once held close.

They say a man is not old
until his regrets take the place of dreams.
And if that’s true —
then he stayed young, in his own way.
Still chasing hopes,
still holding pieces of light,
even in the dark.

He wasn’t perfect.
None of us are.
But he was here.
And he mattered.

So today, we don’t say goodbye.
We say thank you.
For the time.
For the lessons.
For the echoes that remain.

Rest easy now.
We’ll carry the dreams from here.

U-turn

Kita selalu boleh u-turn kalau kita salah jalan. Tapi tak semua hukum berlaku kat semua tempat dan keadaan kan? Aku dah tak boleh buat pusingan U. Cuma boleh berdoa dan berharap agar takde jalan mati kat depan.

Cold Mornings & Quiet Hope

Half an hour ‘til class.
Still haven’t slept.
The night was long —
mind too loud, heart too heavy,
eyes too open.

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary.
It rains,
and the wind never seems to tire.
The vine still clings to the crumbling wall,
but with every gust, the dead leaves fall.
The day feels like a whisper —
quiet, grey, and waiting to pass.

But I know this much:
After rain, the sky clears.
After pain, comes peace.
After long nights,
there is still morning.

So here I am.
Tired, maybe.
But still here.

Good morning, people.
Let’s keep going.

=)

"Learn from yesterday.

Live for today.

Hope for tomorrow."

A question

"How long you take to like someone?"

A second?

A week?

Or you never know?

Now. Tell.

And Just Like That, It’s Over

Finally… it’s done.
The lights are dimmed, the crowd has scattered,
and I stood there —
watching everyone smile,
taking pictures, laughing freely.

It hit me.
We really made it.
We finished Odyssey Night.
No matter the ups and downs, no matter the flaws —
we saw it through.

And I don’t say this lightly:
without the committee, I would’ve never made it through.
To Alan, to Enson —
your presence was more than just helpful,
it was grounding.
You two were the ones I leaned on in the chaos between each moment.
Thank you, truly.

To every main and sub-committee,
every hand that lifted something,
every voice that spoke up when mine couldn’t —
thank you.
We pulled off something together.
Not perfect. Not flawless.
But real.
And that makes it perfect in its own way.

Now it’s over.
The burden’s gone.
The late nights, the pressure, the doubt —
they’ve passed.

And what’s left?
A little exhaustion.
A lot of growth.

I made mistakes.
Plenty.
But I was never alone.
And I want to say sorry — to anyone I disappointed,
and thank you — to everyone who covered my weaknesses
without needing to say a word.
You saw me, and you chose to support me anyway.
That means more than I can ever explain.

This isn’t just an ending.
It’s a lesson.
It’s a memory.
And maybe… a beginning.

Maybe one day we’ll do it again —
when the timing is right
and the people align.

But for now,
we did it.
And that’s enough.

=)

Maybe We’re All Born Unhappy

Maybe unhappiness isn't something we fall into.
Maybe it’s something we’re born with —
a quiet ache stitched into our skin before we even take our first breath.

What if this weight — this emptiness, this sorrow —
is not a malfunction of the soul,
but simply a feature of being human?

Sometimes I wonder:
Was I ever meant to feel truly joyful?
Or has my life been shaped by a kind of sadness that predates my memories —
a shadow that arrived before language?

People say,
“Be grateful. Smile more. Think positive.”
But they don't understand —
this isn’t about choosing sadness.
This is about feeling it,
being it,
because it was always there.
Not as a reaction, but as a birthmark.

I’ve often pretended —
faking a calm smile,
wearing excitement like a borrowed coat that never quite fits.
They say we shouldn’t be pessimistic.
But can a rose be blamed for its thorns?
Can grief be separated from a heart that was simply made that way?

Some people seem to walk through life effortlessly,
collecting joy like souvenirs.
For others, happiness feels foreign —
a place we visit briefly, but never stay.
Is it choice? Or is it design?

Maybe the world is filled with people just like me —
not broken, but born with a different kind of sensitivity.
The kind that turns beauty into longing,
and laughter into echo.

Does smiling through pain make me stronger?
Or just better at hiding?
And if I laugh twice for every tear,
does that make me “okay”?

Maybe I’m just tired.
Not from doing too much,
but from feeling too much
and being told not to.

Maybe we’re all born unhappy —
not entirely,
but in some small corner of our being,
where no light ever quite reaches.

And maybe the real question isn't
“Why am I like this?”
but
“What does it mean to live with this —
and still keep going?”

Be that way

Damn tired these days. Teaching basketball la, college stuff la, orientation stuff la, hang outs la, and so so many. Never mind just be that way, one of my friend told me that. Feel quite meaningful. I was wonder how to be a nice guy all the time, nonsense? XD Oh ya, here the orientation coming up next. SWC is going to rock the tarc, wahaha~ But damn headache about the preparation la. Who can help me? but actually alot people are helping me. Hope the orientation can go smoothly without accident, and all the committies can cooperate well with me. XD Dont know what to blog about. So complicated la.
I smell somethng again, what is that? You're droolin, you have a tooth decay, your mouth is open, you're disgusting, what the fuck you eat all the times? Your breathe is stink, what you say is smell like shit! But i tell you what there's not much you could do or say to phase, save your time and get yourself a cigarrete inside your neck to shut your mouth! Sometime i feel like wanna up and call it quits, i feel like i'm surrounded by a wall of bricks and everytime i go to get up a just fall. My life's like one great big ball of shit. I aint dealing with fucking politic, so dont get me into this! Feel like to puke when i think of what had you done. How come you did this to me? Piss Off!
Ok la.. Let be polite and soft! I dont meant to be that rude, people made me! Sorry ya! Hehe! I dont know what to do some more. Seriously, i dont how to blog about relation. haha! Quite strange when wanna blog about this topic. Feel so weird. Ok la, it's nothing la actually. I'm just thinking too much, but i hope there is something between us. UH!! I recall something, I blogged a part before. It's something like, what girlfriend/boyfriend means to one? What is the definition of Girlfriend? It is girlfriend should acconpany you whenever you are in trouble? Or once you make the choice to be girlfreind or boyfreind you tell the whole world you are exclusive and are commited to a relationship? It's that? Or a relation means that you should gain, through time, respect and monogomy with the person your with, based on a deep emotional connection. It obviously includes only sleeping with that person, but that type of thing shouldn't need to be addressed? Or having a girlfriend is some kind of truly loving each other, wanting to spend the rest of life together? When i read the blog again, i realize that girlfriend is nothing, the important thing is could you find a right feeling for yourself? The right feeling you should spent your life with it. I tell you what, if you found it you should grab it, dont let it slip away from your eyes. Cause you will cry for that aftermath. Im going to cry sooner. LOL! Be patient Laze. maybe that is what you need to do i think. Laze ar Laze, why har? Why everything like going in uncertain.

Training Camp

It's been busy few weeks ago. Finally im back to continue my blog.
Where to start? Ok! Let's start from preparation for oo week. The training camp for student leaders. The people who sign up for student leader are been trained by Wuang Ching, Yeang Chuan, Hory and Tortoise assist by See Fong, Wen Khang and me. haha! There is a funny thing, after studetn leaders said that the telemacth that we prepared is no challenge at all(actually the telemacth is not prepared by us, is Amanda XD) Then we tried to make something so called "challenge" for student leaders, in the next coming "Treasure Hunt". Deep down, no team is success to pass our treasure hunt. Haha! You know why? Cause i'm the one who kept the clue in the broom. And the treasure hunt is my idea!! haha! 8 people's brain defeated 60++ people's brain. How clever am i. XD Not only student leader enjoyed at that moment, we did enjoy. The happy moment, the moment we play mahjong even we are so so tired at yeang chuan's dorm. What to do? Who call we are fun addicter, as long as there is fun we wont stop no matter we are tired or what. haha! Ok, back to student leaders, they are so friendly and steady. but compare to us, you know. HAHA! Wuang Chiang, always the highest one. But sometimes she looks stupid honestly, Yeang Chuan, speak non-korea language but so called korea language always to shoot people, cause no body know what he talking, even himself. lmao! Hory, the one who steady and smart. Tortoise, the one who always search for fun, and the friendly one. Anyway, happy moment are easily fly away. Okay, let me stop right here. I will continue the next coming blogs about orientation week, college reopen, beach party and so on when im free. Please be patient. XD See ya.