Thursday, October 25, 2007

I was fourteen when you took me into your home and offered me a week's wages of pop. You showed me your life, Shaun of the Dead and strength. You gave me headlice and a perspective of life that has never left me. You changed my worldview, and I will attribute my life's work to you.

I don't remember your name and have no way to contact with you. You probably wouldn't remember me anyway, just another wide-eyed tourist sponging off your country. You must be at least 19 now, if you're still alive. And you'd be watching and waiting, with the rest of the world to see how life, in the next few moments, will unfold into the future.

"I think I might have told you before that I owe Burma something, at some point I will go back... [what?] .... I'm not sure exactly"
~ Majortombo

I am praying for you and your country, as you were once Christ to me.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

The only thing that motivates me to study is that thought that maybe, one day, I'd be in places like Burma, changing the world.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Today, I realised that my shell anklet didn't go with my new boots. It chaffed my ankle , rubbing the skin away. I had told myself at Bunaken that I'd take it off the moment I had healed, when it didn't matter anymore. It's been on me for the past two and a half years, a silent symbol. The sunset was fire, I was reading a book on post-modernity, and I was bald.

I guess the waiting never ends. Who completely heals anyway?

I just want to wear my boots!
I get a rush of vengeful joy, when I meet a Singaporean who squirms at my mention of them 'still' having a Singaporean accent. I like to point it out. There is no shame in being who you are.

I thought about grace today.
What makes it tick?

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Tom: Is it St. Peter or St. Paul that mans the gates of heaven?
Me: It's St. Peter.
Tom: St Peter eh? So he finds out if you've been naughty or nice?
Me: No, that's Santa Claus.


M: No, I still eat eggs (on becoming a vegetarian)
J: Yeah a lot of vegetarians eat eggs
H: What?? But that defeats the purpose of being a vegetarian, it's like eating a chicken fetus!
C: Well, most vegetarians are pro-choice.


Tee hee.