He thought he was acting weird For the heart was not joy when he saw it Not excitement But it was trembling A battle to make his choice He thought it was just a feeling As always, only longer How he wanted to run up and say how he feels But the fear of departure was still in his heart Reminding him the suffering he had went through Like a forlorn sloop Floating in the

Have we not witness Colors of leaves changed with the air?Have we not feltWarmness of wind gone with time? One could never return to beforeOne could only change to after See no enemiesWhen they become your friendsSee no friendsWhen they become your loverSee no loverWhen they become a stranger ************************ I have finally gotten my license!

The year has basically kicked offand boy, this is another fun-filled, action-packed, pressure-crammed busy year... Growing upThis is definitely happening to me A painful process I would put itBut an unforgettable experience I would believe Life has never been this fully scheduled Not busybut fully planned from now till the very end of the year But hey,it's

It means the rain After many times of listening to this songI still can't find rain drops insideI thought the composer had just simply wrote this beautiful songBut after a second thoughtThis was really a beautifully written songHe did not write rain dropsNor the cold wind or dark clouds It was rain he wroteBut it was inside of a person Music From deep within usWill

Broga Hill 26 ~ 29 December 2011"Come Back Home"Youth Camp We woke up at 4.30am in the morning to climb to this peak.Though we didn't witness the sunrise,we had a lot of perfect times together. Here are the actors of the opening drama for the camp.Thank you Steven and Joshua for putting up such a special drama.Not only does the audience gets the message,I believe