fastforward.

 

My weekend’s been shbaang.

Friday night was spent in this place called Actors with a live band;- Uncles who play electric guitar and gets really high singing “Born to be Wild”. And the sexyphone saxophone Uncle wore shades the whole night. But the Blues that they played was pretty good. 

After chilling with the uncles, proceeded to Timbre hoping to get a seat. And yes! We got a nice seat right in front of the band. Oh my, I swear my knees quivered, my heart melted and I heaved a long sigh when they sang Your Body is a Wonderland and Lips of an Angel. The vocalist’s voice was so …. umm.. nice? I don’t even know how to describe it. 

 

Saturday was half day in the office and a nice lazy day hanging out with Jojo and his wakeboarding clique. 

Had an aweshhhbang time catching up with a primary school friend whom i’ve not met in 7 YEARS later that night. It’s pretty funny how names and incidents come out so naturally. I had a ssshwelll time reminiscing those times so loooong agoooo. Primary 5 camps, the garden my “superior” class used to look after, the newspaper corner, P6 kids kissing in the washroom, girls who wear so much talcum powder, parent-support group aka KEPO parents… 

 

Sunday after church was driving around to wherever that came up to our minds.

Of chicken rice and Swensen’s GIANT EARTHQUAKE!!

“Which flavour is this? Butterscotch? Ahhhh. nice nice Chendol is the best”

“YES!!! THAT’S THE ONE! THAT’S VANILLA!”

 

and yesterday, I slept at 8 pm and woke up at 7.45 am.

Aweeessshebang!

So my weekend passed by real quick. 

I can’t wait to get back to drumming lessons this week!

 

Thank God for the happy times. 

 

love,

L

tshirts.

i wish i was the one you’re spending your friday with.

and 

i wish you were the one i’m spending my friday with. 

 

 

and,

if only i can dig out my heart and show you the last thing i ever EVER want to do is to hurt you. 

if that makes you certain about us, 

i’d do that. 

 

lyndel

actually.

patience

patience

patience

 

calm heart

calm heart

calm heart

 

actually,
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you
i
miss you

more than you ever know.

 

lyndel

cake.

have you ever had those moments

 

when you want everything to end

and go up to heaven with Jesus?

 

and when you wish you can just burn and bury all these memories.

pretending they never existed.

 

and shut that mouth of discouragement

 

Yeah. This is that moment for me.

 

lyndel

weakness.

Love is like an onion

You taste it with delight

But when it’s gone, you wonder

Whatever made you bite

 

Love is a funny thing just like a lizard

He curls up around your heart

And jumps into your gizzard

 

Love is swell. It’s enticing.

It’s orange gel. It’s strawberry icing.

It’s chocolate moose. It’s roasted goose.

It’s ham on rye. It’s banna pie.

 

Love is all good things without a question.

In other words, it’s indigestion.

****

Slippery ice, very thin

Pretty girl, tumbles in

Saw a boy on the bank

Gave a shriek then she sank

 

Boy on hand, heard the shout

Jumped right in, pulled her out

Now she’s his.

Very nice.

But she had to break the ice.

 ****

 

I know one day I’ll look back at this time of my life and laugh it all off

 

CHEERS!

lyndel!

restored.

 

 

i’ve been feeling better

 

thanks

 

a lot

 

and I feel

 

dark clouds are clearing.

 

 

cheers!

lyndel

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weekend

Been a rather fulfilling weekend.

With Ah Meng to start it off on Friday. 

“Lyntell! Havoc lah havoc.”

 

Saturday was out in the sea fishing.

And I thank God for cheering me up with a nice yellow fish.

Yes, I caught a fish.

(:

 

Sunday was spent with the cell

And this You-Crazy-what?! burger with 3 big fat pattie that I shared with Jojo side mashed potato cheese as the side was superb.

 

 

 

I still kinda miss the old days when i just spend it lazily with Tootsie Roll.

And how badly i want to hold his hand.

 

 

Dear Lord,

Thank you for sustaining me through this season. 

Continue to grant me the strength to wait upon You. 

I believe You have a great plan.

I praise You dear Jesus.

 

In Jesus Holy name,

Amen.

 

love,

lyndel

snuggle.

oh how i long for those days long ago.

when i could just snuggle up to my parents bedroom in my pajamas.

and hide under the warm blanket.

and when my mom would rub my back with a powder

 

and i felt soooooooooo safe.

and everything was under control.

 

and nothing else mattered cos of the safety and security i felt back then.

 

dear Lord,

calm the storms in me,

bring me to the secret place where nothing else matters.

in the chaos,

in my weakness,

there I am restored.

 

love,

lyndel

a question.

sometimes, 

right now.

i’m asking myself.

 

am I being too vulnerable?

am I too honest with my feelings that it’s causing  complications?

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uh.

i know i shouldn’t even be writing an entry about the boy i want to stop thinking about.

that’s very thing that’s keeping me in agony.

and that which makes me sound like a desperate girl  (no. i’m not)

but.

i still miss him.

 

he may have his weakness.

he may make me frustrated at times.

 

but.

he still make me smile.

and the last time I really genuinely smiled was probably the last time we spent together. 

 

i still miss my tootsie roll. 

once in a while.

when i’m all alone. 

cos he’s the person who’ll accompany me when I’m all alone. 

 

 

 

dear Jesus,

help me.

 

love,

lyndel

saviour.

 

 

Waiting on God is going to worth the long wait.

dear Lord,

cradle me in Your arms.

whisper to my ears that every EVERY little thing’s gonna be alright.

EVERY

LITTLE

THING

 

 

love,

lyndel

He’s listening.

hush……

 

my Dear Lord spoke to me.

 

 

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take.” Proverbs 3:5-6. NLT

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bottles.

it’s so hard.

tears still come out no matter how hard i try not to.

why.

couldn’t I undertand myself then?

and why couldn’t i control myself?

i still cry every night before i go to sleep.

i still cry every time i run.

and i run to rid these sorrows.

why must my joy be short lived with this unsuspecting culprit called break up?

 

i had enough of people telling me it’s hard.

yes!

i know!

it’s very very hard.

it’s killing me subtly.

it’s suffocating me.

this regret.

this unexpected pain.

if i could chose, i’d rather have a jagged sword go through me.

a car run after me.

it’s really hard.

fiddle diddle.

I was a little irked at what I saw today.

A little too irked.

A little too irrespectful for my liking.

 

But I contained all these irritation after a nice long run around the tracks. 

I don’t know how many rounds but ran non-stop for like 40 min? 

And I didn’t even feel tired after that. 

All these negative energy is so… energetic?

 

I’m so motivated to work out right now. 

Get these muscles toned up. 

A little abs here 

A little biceps there. 

 

Woo!

 

And I’m really excited at what God has in stored. 

While I was in the office, I had this vision of backbacking from city to city with a map on my hand.

I see a beach.

And I see water.

WOOOOOOOO!!

HOLIDAY BABY!!

 

and and I’m so excited at getting back my musical blood within these vessels.  bass and drums here I come back!

and adventure bug is creeping within me too.

and and and i need to be goofy with someone.

;P

 

 

dear God,

I know you have great plans. 

And I ask that may You remove this emotional bondage that creeps within me subtly. 

Grant me the strength to wait on You.

love,

lyndel