"I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Once you'd gone there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world" AFTER CONCERT: BLESSED Last Sunday, I was driving and the song Viva La Vida by Coldplay came on the radio. I hadn't heard this song since the last time I went to their concert. Yes, the power of a random song to trigger vivid memories that seem to transport me back in time, space and place. Now here I am recalling all the memories whilst writing this.
BEFORE CONCERT: EXCITED, NERVOUS, SCARED.
I've never thought that I could watch Coldplay. The idea of watching Coldplay is ridiculously crazy and high hope. I thought it will take me 5-7 years to make this wild dreams happen. Fortunately, when the day Coldplay shows in Asia were announced. I knew it, Singapore was the closest area that I could reach to make my dreams …
I started my twenty-third birthday with a sleepless night, deadline with my team mates, an empty wallet and a complete lack of direction. Yes, what a great way to start your twenty-third birthday.
23. What a number. That's not even a big number and also not a small one. But it's still a number. In a blink, I just turned another year older 2 days ago. Some said the age of 23 is quite confusing. Confusing because I'm in a state where I'm going to face the adulthood and leave the teenage years. Sometimes I question myself about what I'm supposed to do, what I'm gonna do with my life, where should I be, and where should I go. I know I don't have to figure them out in one night, but I just can't help the sleepless nights because of I think too much, the sadness and confusion, and asking for a help but I don't know what kind of help that I need. It seems like nobody likes me, even my parents and my own life. 23 is a thrilling age to face. Every damn time …
I haven't written for such a long, long time. This is my first post on my old parchment. At this point of my life, I realized that I need to write more because it's enabled me to communicate more readily. For quite a few years, now I'm ready to share my thoughts, moments, and journeys through words again. Yes, again.
Here I am now trying to communicate to the world about the hustle bustle of my life, all the moments that I've and will be encountered in the next phase or perhaps the words that have been perfectly hidden for a long time trying to reach out from the hole.
That's all from me. Welcome back, I guess?