This photo was taken with me standing under the umbrella when there was a thunderstorm in my town. If you live in the South East Asia, raining probably isn’t something extraordinary, but if you have endured weeks of hot weather and disturbing haze from forest fire, a rain is like an extraordinary gift you’ve been waiting for. Besides, I do like the smell of rain, somehow.

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: (Extra)ordinary




A New Year and Another Chance

Experienced with the rather scary situation downtown (with the fireworks aiming at people instead of the sky and smoke filling the square and streets), we chose a small hill overlooking the river this time. Turned out, people were playing wildly and it was smoky and a little bit dangerous too.

Ah well, it was a new year countdown.

Usually I’m able to sort of guess the agenda of the year, like, I’m going to get to the next year of my studies in the summer, if things go well. But this year, as I’m graduating, my future remains scarily unclear. This year will bring a lot of new experience, but also a tremendous amount of uncertainty, which to be honest, is extremely unnerving for me. I do hope that I will be pleasantly surprised this year, like I did in 2014 ;)

Year’s end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us. Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right

Post in response to Weekly Photo Challenge: New

How many (Merry Christmas!)

Lowly and small, the weakest of all
Unlikeliest hero, wrapped in his mothers shawl
Just a child
Is this who we’ve waited for?

Cause how many kings, stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?

Lyrics from How Many Kings

This is the day to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. Merry Christmas!