ANYWHERE BUT HERE

Melbourne feels so stuffy - stuffy because every street is a memory lane, and every building is where something/someone once was.

Yet Melbourne feels so empty, because some of the people who were a big part of those memories are now so out of reach due to time or space.

It's time to make our move, I'm shakin off the rust
I've got my heart set on anywhere but here

SAYING IT AS IT IS

I miss my OCF friends. I miss running over to Baillieu to study with them in between tutes (and even skipping tutes). I think that there's no point staying in Australia if I ain't able to do that no more.

There, I said it.

I miss my student days! >.<

THAT ISLAND

Three hours drive from home and where most of my friends will be. Can't imagine myself saying this, but I am - I want to go to that island!

So see you in Singapore in 2013 (if they give me a job!).

A LIFETIME OF JUGGLING?

I think that life just gets more and more complicated the older we get.

There are responsibilities - to family, to my employers and patients (and of course not forgetting my nation no matter how I try to run from that)

And yet, we'd be no different than animals if that was merely what we did, but we also search and yearn for the place where God has prepared for us - our place in His plans, in this present world.

Then there's also the petty little things from our own selfish desires - that wanting to keep friendships, the comfortable life, that particular guy.

I wonder how they juggle it all.

God, I'm finding this rather hard.