This morning gave a feeling like any regular other mornings. So this morning felt as if I was strong and weak at the same time. This morning also felt as if I planned to spend my day wisely, with a blank mind and a soft emotion just too soft to face the day. This morning, I reminded myself not to think of you but just as I reminded myself to do that, there - you came right back.
Jtx.
The hope for torments with a twist
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Have you had your breakfast?
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Truth in the lies and his quotes inside.
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Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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Saturday, December 26, 2009
Bliss in our hearts.
Happy Birthday love!
There is so much in your life that is priceless and it will always be that way. Have nothing less than a happy, relaxing, fun and love-filled day and a wonderful New Year, 2010 ahead!
With much love, lovergirl. The blog will go on and on if I were to state out how brilliant you have been, be it with your family, friends or me!
Loves!
Happy 20th with greater achievements!
Love Justin.
Dafted and reflected by -
Truth in the lies and his quotes inside.
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12/26/2009 12:00:00 AM
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Tour de Christmas.
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Monday, December 14, 2009
Holy Metro.
Cousin Julene's Wedding, 6th Dec 2009.
Sentosa.
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Friday, December 11, 2009
Infusions.
The JB drive up.
Looking good, mum!
That was quite a workout.
A needed laugh and massage.
Haha. Great to see my mum laugh out and enjoy.
Transit to a little London for awhile.
Charcoal Kiss to cure.
Reflections, Muse 2009' @ RP TRCC.
Part of celebrating our two years, thanks love.
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12/11/2009 11:00:00 AM
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Thursday, December 10, 2009
A mile, not too long.
I could only thank my family enough for their support through my runs and yes, I did a better timing. 50 + min from 1hr 5 min +. 10km.
Extra thanks for the endless support from my mum, in funding the runs, caring for me during my training days and always having my back in my interest. My dad for the endless efforts in getting up early to see me off, give a lift to my friend, Kees and preparing good meals and getting isotonic drinks! Much love, parents!
Another shout out to Kees for participating with me, those training days were nice, I believe the experiences were something new and good for you too.
Thanks to Sin Yee for your concern and support for my health and safety during my training days and for the runs.
For Gab and Daryl, big hand shakes for believing in me and the encouragements to keep me going!
Appreciate them.
Run For Hope 2009.
In hope for cancer to finally have a cure.
10km finisher.
A treat to the sole.
New Balance, Real Run 2009 ( X terrain )
Mud, sand, gravel and taxiway pavements, awesome.
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Truth in the lies and his quotes inside.
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The leader in obivious ways but he is scared and humbled away when the truth arise one day. He fed the rich and abandon the poor, he taught the blind to walk and he helped the lame to see. Nothing more than it seems, as how contradicing life can be. To seek that path still in search to be enlighten by our very ownself and to forget knowing the rest.
About Me
- Truth in the lies and his quotes inside.
- Singapore, Serangoon Gardens.
- I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.