: About Me

Born on the 25th of October 1989 in the small town of Taiping, Malaysia. I have just completed my studies for my degree in University Science Malaysia, Penang. Majored in English Language and Literature Studies and minored in Philosophy and Civilization Studies, I am now currently working as a Homeschool Teacher in Penang, Malaysia.

I began writing when I was still in high school six years ago, and I am still writing poetry from time to time. Previously a Buddist before accepting Christ more than three years ago, my current poetry work trend recently tend to centre around my relationship God and and my everyday life - which is something that I am quite passionate in.

On the outside, I am known as a simple, easygoing, occasionally carefree and rather practical person, but profound if anyone is interested to hear me out. Occasionally a random dreamer and thinker - a melancholic sanguine. Usually would shy away from the spotlight but opens up when surrounded by people whom I can be close to, people often see me as an outgoing introvert who always enjoy a good company and who would not mind taking a detour for a friend in need. I tend to be a very personal person as well, who prefers intimate and personal one-to-one conversations and moments rather than going out with a bunch of strangers and having light jokes and conversations.

I enjoy being around people who I am close with if I am not found drifting and wandering around looking for inspiration or good food, especially my brothers and sisters in Christ who are within my inner circle... but from time to time, I would also appreciate some space to spend some time on reflection and contemplation (or travelling on a crazy adventure), and some private time with my beloved Father in Heaven.

My passion is ...

firstly, God... Secondly, Food... and everything else comes in third.

I know too much about ...

nothing. No one can ever know everything about something. What I know are just those things that I come across in my everyday life and lessons. Only God knows everything - which is a fact that I will always find my rest in.

My parents always told me ...

Don't waste money (But as for food, be extravagant. They will not complain) :P

My childhood ambition ...

When I was 10, I wanted to be a Teacher... When I was 12, I wanted to be an Architect... When I was 15, I wanted to be a Game Shop owner... When I was 17, I wanted to be a Journalist... When I was 18, I wanted to be a Counsellor... When I was 19, and I applied for an Education programme to become a Teacher (again! xD)... I wasn't selected for it - but I still ended up as a Homeschool Teacher today anyway.

My favorite memory ...

When for the very first time, God revealed to me that I have been specially set aside for something awesome in life. I never knew Jesus or even read the Bible back then, but it was that first revelation that changed my life forever.

Why I write ...

I don't know, for that is not for me to answer. I have many personal reasons to write, but all in all... it is God Himself who made me into a writer. He picked me to do His bidding, and because of that... no matter what reasons I may have for myself to write, it is always the plans He has for my writings that matters more. I am left clueless most of the time, but His ways are far higher. He knows better, so ask Him if you want to know the answer.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

whatever that I end up reading, watching or listening to. (shrugs shoulders) Usually I don't though.

My first job ...

I believe that I am born to write. It is God who made and designed me to be that way, and something tells me that I will be doing so for the many many years to come. xD

My best moment ...

When I finally know that I am made and destined to be the very best I can be - for my God and His plans are good and perfect in every way.

My inspiration ...

God, and everything else that He places, plans and throws into my everyday life. You are good, and You alone are sufficient enough for me. Teach me that, Lord.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reminders

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THE PAPER LILY Four paper petal colour white as snow; The lily lies alone on the writing table, hearing the wind blow. Plainly folded neither silver nor gold; The lily lies alone before my open book, with stories untold. Meaningless to many but never, to me; The lily lies alone a small reminder, of what I want to be. A flower bearing promise and friendship lasting forever; The lily lies alone patiently in wait, never to wither. * If I see you again, my promise fulfilled the paper lily will be my reminder; The symbol of my waiting - your favorite flower I will present to you, with bountiful...

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