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Prayer

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 31 Jul 2011 16:16:00 +0000

Extracted from the Youtube:

For my sister's wedding, my uncle and I decided to cover the famous wedding/inspirational song, The Prayer. Since we can't sing Italian, we decided to use the English lyrics that is sung by Yolanda Adams and Donnie McClurkin.

Sherin, my cousin, an indie artist based in Hong Kong, helped us to rearrange the song a little, as well as played the accompaniment for us.
Check out her band, 9Maps, FB page here: https://www.facebook.com/9Maps

Everything's recorded live. Teehee.

Thanks for listening!

Don't Leave.

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sat, 04 Jun 2011 18:03:00 +0000

It's out. Finally. Another cover.

This Road

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 10 Apr 2011 15:17:00 +0000

I haven't been updating this blog eh?

Well, things have been mundane or busy. There's been lots of things on my mind sometimes, and sometimes I slump into a state of trance-like...well, slump.

So it came a time of self-chastising and some reflection time. Things need to be re-prioritized yet again.

And so I've decided. It's only been a few weeks that I was sure that this road was somewhere I wanted to go on. Well, it may lead to a different path a few months, years down the road, it depends really on where God decides to lead me. Detour, roadblock etc.

But so far so good? He has been opening doors for me. I'm glad.

Time to invest in an iPad. Hehe. I think it will help me plan my life around a bit without all that hassle of a data plan.

Well, only time will tell if I ever get that.

But back to the road I'm on, it's just a matter of my character or lack thereof sustaining me or...not.

I haven't been practicing my writing hand (erm, keyboard) but it shouldn't stop me from continuing. I have many interests, me being so easily interested in so many things. But it's time to focus.

Language + music + dance + drama + character building + Jesus = fulfilling 2011 hopefully. *prays

죽었어.

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 27 Feb 2011 15:20:00 +0000

그대라서...

아픔도 받아야 해?

못난 말들 듣고 싶지 않아도 꼭 참아?

언제까지 이렇게 살아야 해?

난 정말 힘들어서, 미친도록 참을 수 없어서...이제부터 포기 하고 싶어...

사랑? 사랑 또 뭐니?

밥? 물? 공기? 생명?

다 아니라..그냥 어떤 감정이야...

죽었던 감정...

I Promise You

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 27 Feb 2011 13:15:00 +0000

I don't really get why this song makes you smile even though it's suppose to be a painful song that talks about how a guy wants the girl back...but the melody just makes me imagine myself walking down a beautiful lane in the city during autumn.

That said, I love this song to bits. More than his previous title song, After Love 사랑한후에 in his Part 1 album, though that song had a sad melody to it... ^^

Circles

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Wed, 16 Feb 2011 13:39:00 +0000

Verse:
I'm singing a song
Not in its original tune
Out of its usual pace
When I tried to sing again
It got worse and my mouth kept shut

Verse 2:
Even the clock’s wrong
It’s PM instead of AM
The sun has lost its track
My eyes can’t see the light any longer

Chorus:
I'm crawl up like a ball
As I go freefallin'
I tried to stretch
Beyond my ordinary self
It’s only then I found
That I'm only running
On the unpaved ground
Going round and round

Verse 3:
There’s time for all things
I try to understand all that
But this deadweight of my heart
Can you take this far far away from me

Bridge:
I don’t think you heard me
I don’t see why you should care
But I need a way out
Before I drown

Coda:
I cannot save myself
These circles are drowning me down

Running on Trust

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 30 Jan 2011 05:21:00 +0000

His heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord. Ps112:7b

This year to me is increasingly becoming obvious that I have to learn to trust God.

To just let go, soar and take the plunge.

Finding Worth

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sat, 15 Jan 2011 04:15:00 +0000

If you have been reading my blogs since I started, you would vaguely remember this:

Those were the days when I thought maps would be useless and I would be better off considering my own feelings and practical solutions.

I admit that I am quite a rash person, eager to please and yet not very wise in making the right decisions sometimes, especially when I'm particularly rash. But I strive to make wise decisions at least.

So here I am once again, standing in crossroads where roads ahead are dim and I don't know where they are leading me to. Like books, movies and dramas, I like to see what is coming and what is the end of the story. My favorite in all these stories are their resolutions. But in real life, resolutions don't come as easily at all. Sure, we have the book of Revelations that paints the end of pain with so much imagery and with bold strokes of hope, but how does it all end there? Especially in my life?

How does my life moves toward that ending? For sure it has to go through its own smaller resolutions before reaching the biggest ending?

I live my life with conflicting teachings. One says to trust, the other says to trust nothing. Another teach gratitude, the other teach absolute self-effacing. One says to be independent, the other dependence. One, practicality, another, throw caution to the wind.

How do I distinguish what is right at that moment in time? Without basing my decisions on rash feelings?

In this crossroad where I'm standing, I find myself absolutely worthless. Not worthless as in my identity, but worthless as in how my own sin and how the sins of the world has blinded all of us as humans. Sure, I still believe that there is good in the world, because hope has never ceased to exist, even in the eyes of desolate African children. Call it naivete, but that is one truth which I know is real.

Yesterday night, I broke down in my own pride and my own superficial judgments and felt that my dreams has always been my own and not necessarily God's. Perhaps I have learned to deceive myself that these dreams are for God when in actual reality it serves for my own purposes. I find myself absolutely worthless, that there is nothing good in me.

Yet, again, my life is not without hope. Is God not stronger than my weaknesses? Is God not higher than my prideful tower? Is God not a better builder than my self-conceited mansion?

I gave back my dreams and my identity to God yesterday night, telling Him to take it all. It was to the point of disgust at all my achievements and myself that I even wanted to quit all of these once and for all. I wanted to even go into total mistrust and rebellion towards my fellow humans.

But what does that gain me? A license to be a hermit? Or a license to rebel against the goodness of God? Yes, Jeremiah did record that brothers betray each other, which also happened to David, even Jesus was betrayed by His closest friends. No. That's not the solution. It will only draw me away from God. Going into another extreme does not solve the problem, rather, it will only make it worse.

So then, how do I find worth again? How do I find trust? How do I live like a dove and a snake* at the same time?

Looking back at the picture: I have mentioned that the map is useless, but I was wrong.

The map is the living Word of God, the book that contains His Word that is like a lamp to my feet, light unto my path! How do I find direction? It's in His Word! I have not seek Him enough to be like sheep among wolves. I am not prepared.

That is why I am glad that He has protected me still from all the forces of evil, even from myself. I have nothing good in me, I am worthless, but it is the One who died on the cross for me, the One who is everything good, to give me worth.

I am still on my crossroads. One does not solve this question so easily, but I have found one answer: finding worth in the One who gives back more worth than simple and quick resolutions.

* The Bible teaches us to be innocent like a dove and shrewd as a snake. I read some commentaries about this. We are to be wise about what is good, knowing what is right and wrong by God's standards, yet we are not called to be idiots and fools who only work in one way or discern things in one way. God is creative, and He is not One who does not give His best to His children, and I believe that creativity is one of them.

Retrospect: MadWorld

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Mon, 06 Dec 2010 09:06:00 +0000

(picture by Stanley Woo)

Sure, MadWorld is not over yet. Two weeks later and we will be starting our 2nd leg of the production at SIB KL.

But if I could rewind and then slow down time, I can still remember the scenes as if it just happened yesterday. Wait. The last show in DUMC did happened just yesterday! :P

I still remember the first day we came for briefing in SIB. That was way back in August. We were all shy and awkward as this was the first time 2 churches were collaborating together for a Christmas production. At least I was the shy one. I remember feeling a bit stressed out at the amount of days that I have to come for rehearsals. Man, it was... intense, to say the least! In my mind I was like, "God, I want to quit already!" That time we were unsure of what was going to happen, except it was going to be really crazy in the next few months to come.

Fast forward 3 months and here we are in the 4th month together as a team. We have went through some dissension among us but it was all quickly resolved at the next minute itself. We have all laughed and cried together, held hands together while we prayed for each other; we have even carried each other on our backs literally! Well, some did. Not forgetting to mention about wasting yummy eggs together by freefalling them on a cold windy afternoon, or doing crazy warm ups and focus exercises, having epic face expressions and even staying quiet together, just enjoying each other's company.

And I can now see the smiles etched not just on our faces, but in our hearts as well. Seeing each other almost every day, we were able to grow together, not just in our skills and talents, but also in our love for God and for each other. Sure, we could hate and get sick of each other, but somehow, we didn't.

Standing at a dimly lit backstage while waiting for our cues, I can see our principals being prepped in their corners. I can see our stage managers standing by at their positions with their walkie earpiece transmitter thingie in their fingers, ready to receive and transmit messages to the front of house. I can also see the dancers warming up while holding smiles on their faces. I can see the wardrobe people and makeup artists, along with the hairstylists standing or sitting in their stations, staring at the TV inside the dressing rooms, anticipating. I can also see the singers in their party clothes and hats, just waiting to go clubbing. ;)

And then change of scenes. I can see the casts running across the backstage to reach their dressing rooms just in time to change quickly. And I hear the drums outside while the two principals, Adam and Lucas, meets in an encounter. I then see the cast members, each having a different expression on their faces, listening and watching intently for their turn.

I then see the casts once again in changed clothes, ready to go on stage. I see the ballerinas in their detailed white dresses. I remember our faces as we told each other to smile, as we were bringing our final piece of the MadWorld message to the audience. "There are no orphans of God..."

I remember the screams and shouts of the casts and crew behind stage once everything was over. In the dimly lit corridor, our joyful cheers or praise was louder than what was outside. It didn't matter if we slipped up, messed up or forgot our steps or lines. It was a joy just to be with each other, to serve alongside and to speak the gospel to the audience together. I remember the faces of everyone, cast and crew, how they glowed as their stress and pressure dropped, with nothing else but to celebrate the goodness.

Yet, it was such a humbling thought that it was only by grace we were saved, and it was only by grace that we could stand shoulder to shoulder, face the storm together in love and come out bruised, wounded, but victorious. Victorious because of our first Love. The Love that brought us together, the Love that kept us going, the Love that bind us together.

If I ever forget anything about MadWorld, may it never be that of the fellowship, the unity and the love we shared for each other, and especially the Love who is the beginning and the end of MadWorld.

MadWorld

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Fri, 26 Nov 2010 02:19:00 +0000

Have been busy preparing for this musical but not a musical MadWorld.

What's MadWorld? And what is a musical but not a musical?

Well, it's hard to really describe it in one sentence or shorter except it's.. mad?? And quite experimental theatrics really.

LOL.

Details are here: http://madworld.my

It's only getting madder. ;)

The Now, The Dream...

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Tue, 19 Oct 2010 01:53:00 +0000

I could never love again

When there’s just so much pain

You could never change

Nothing could ever be the same

I was a fool to think

That you were everything

To me it was like heaven

But then you were only human

Fall from the sky above

Hitting hard on the earth

Hope diminishes so quickly

You conquested so easily

I wish it is all a dream

But these tears has streamed

Down without restriction

It was all pretentious affection

I could never love again

When there’s just so much pain

You were all that I need

Guess I was too naive

Finally...

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sat, 09 Oct 2010 07:04:00 +0000

Since I'm resting for two weeks, here's something overdue.

Without A Voice

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 03 Oct 2010 14:38:00 +0000

I had laryngitis.

Never had it.

And now my vocal cords are still not returning to its normal condition.

One of the worst vocal rest I have to take.

Have been thinking, if I don't ever regain that voice to sing again, I won't lose my faith in the One who has the best plans for me. It's the equivalent of I have lost this, I don't want to lose that.

It's been a challenging ride, truly.

But one I know will make my faith genuine and my relationship with God real. Because if I cannot go to Him when times are bad, I have no one else to go to. I've experienced life alone and that truly...sucks. There's a sense of lost and utter despair, like all is meaningless.

I live because He lives. Let me surrender fully.

I don't want to be long-winded and rant on and on. I could say more, but this is what my heart's deepest voice.

Even if I can't ever sing again.

But of course, it would be great if I can sing again. Duh. But that should not be my priority.

Yes, it does hurt. I am confused. But I am certain He has the best in mind. That's the truth I know. Jer 29:11

AMEN.

Fear vs. Faith

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sat, 18 Sep 2010 16:11:00 +0000

As I'm writing this, I am experiencing God's amazing love for me.

My week started really on the wrong foot. I was struggling between my flesh and my spirit and my physical illness wasn't helping at all. So I was truly tired and feeling so lost, distraught and dispirited. I was really at the spiritual low.

Wednesday came and I was really tired and I finally made a really desperate cry to God, "God, I know the battle belongs to You, but I'm really tired. Would You help me?!"

It was like a cry of Psalm 28:1-2

To you I call, O LORD my Rock;
do not turn a deaf ear to me.
For if you remain silent,
I will be like those who have gone down to the pit.

Hear my cry for mercy
as I call to you for help,
as I lift up my hands
toward your Most Holy Place.

If God did not answer me, I would have seriously felt like as if death was upon me.

And beautifully, as I was just working in the office and still facing a lot of inner struggle, God, through Vanness Wu's tweet, spoke to me. Vanness wrote Ephesians 1 in his tweet and so because I needed God's answer so much, I decided, hey why not, just read. I believe God has a word in season. And truly, this was beautiful.

As I read Ephesians 1, my heart is just moved. I won't write the whole passage down, but the passage just revealed God's heart. He's a loving loving Father who longs to share with us the knowledge about Him but He's not going to let us do it alone, that's why He gave us His Holy Spirit, and even more so, a hope that we can understand, a hope that never fails. And that God, being who He is, is great. He is all-powerful, never failing nor faltering. His promises, He will deliver.

It's just so beautiful, so encouraging. As I also sat down for lunch with my colleague, we shared about some people's faith that is so strong, because they know, not what they feel, but because they know that Jesus is the Lord, they could stand strong. And it was even more encouraging.

Beautiful. And because our God is all-powerful, He can do immeasurably more than what we can ask or imagine. Read and think about the word immeasurable. It means it cannot be measured. There's no limit, no boundaries. Immeasurable. I think humans are generally quite imaginative people, but even beyond what we can imagine.

Such comfort from the Word and fellowship with His people! I tasted first hand truly the comfort the Word and fellowship brings!

After all that encouragement, my music school called and asked me if I would like to perform for an opening act for a concert they are holding. I was excited, shocked and bewildered. I couldn't even imagine getting through my exam, much lesser to perform in a very public setting.

It was like as if God opened the door wide, but get this: He opened the door of opportunity only after I could reconcile in faith and belief in Him. Only when He could work in me than could only He use me.

I said yes, decided that it was a God-given opportunity and went for rehearsals started a few days before. I didn't know the song, even more so for the lyrics, but praise God, every step of the way He prepared and helped me to get the melody in a night and the lyrics in 2 nights. I'm still shaky bout the lyrics, but I could memorise the words, just not the sequence.

The next thing I knew, one thing led to another, I realised that it was not an opening but a closing act. The song I will perform is suppose to be the pinnacle of the night.

Now get this: Except for leading worship in a congregation about 100+ people or less, and singing a song for a school competition in front of an audience of about 300 people, I have not done any public secular performance in audience of 500 strong, more so a rock song with live audio and video recording, costumes and all.

When that dawned upon me just a couple of hours ago, I freaked.

I truly freaked. Ask me to lead worship and I can do it in a heartbeat, well, almost. But when I realised the importance of my performance, I truly freaked. I had so much fear in my heart, the only thing I could say is "GOD, I CAN'T DO THIS!" I feel like asking God if He can just close the door now, or if I can just say, sorry, no can't do. I'd rather face the shame of myself not being able to step out from my fear than go all out, whether or not I will look silly on stage.

It was almost crippling, this fear. I really felt like I should just quit straight away. I have less than a week till showday and I am totally freaking out.

But God, being the GOD that He is, decided to teach me a lesson on faith and trust again. But in a different way this time. I asked my parents to pray for me and tears was just flowing down. And you know what? My fears began to subside. Confidence and peace began to come in.

Just about 45 minutes ago, I took to my knees, still tearing, just amazed at how fast peace and confidence came, that I am truly assured that He had given me this opportunity and He wanted me to go for it. And praise just came out from my lips. I kid you not. Songs just came to my lips:

You are the peace that guards my heart
My help in time of need
You are the hope that leads me on
And brings me to my knees

For there I find You waiting
And there I find release
So with all my heart I'll worship
And unto You I sing

For You alone deserve all glory
For You alone deserve all praise
Father we worship and adore You
Father we long to seek Your face

For You alone deserve all glory
For You alone deserve all praise
Father we love You
And we worship You this day

And another just came:

You are my light and salvation
Whom shall I fear
You are the strength of all my days
Of whom shall I be afraid
Though war may rise against me
Of this will I be sure

That I will bless the Lord forever
I'll bless Your holy name
And I will bless the Lord forever
I'll bless Your holy name

You ask me who do I
Say that You are and I
Say that You are the Christ
Son of the living God

Indeed! If God is the living God, even wars and battles rages against me, I can stand strong because He will never leave me nor forsake me, He will fight the battle for me, and He will give me strength!

Oh, how beautiful.

How He loves me.

Oh, how I love Him.

Perfect love drives out all fear. And God is able to give me more faith. I am not doing this for myself, I've made myself clear, I'm doing this for God, because I want to let everyone know that I am who I am today or I can achieve all these because of God's favor and protection. He has kept me close to Him in this journey I'm on, never letting me go. And if I'm doing this for Him, I need to let go and let Him. All I can do is walk by faith. Trust Him to give me the ideas to bring the crowd up. I have led worship before, so I know how to do this, even in a secular setting, yes! I may not be singing a worship song, but my life is worship. I am a living sacrifice, a living worship to Him. And that is the most important. No matter what song I sing, I'm singing for the glory of God and God can do so much for me by protecting me, guarding me and watching over my steps. He is the light unto my path and lamp unto my feet after all.

Oh, how His Words comfort!

In Christ alone
I place my trust,
And find my glory in the power of the cross
In every victory
Let it be said of me
My source of strength
My source of hope
Is CHRIST alone!

One more song before I end:

I will bless the Lord forever
I will trust Him at all times
He has delivered me from all fears
He has set my feet upon the rock

And I will not be moved
And I'll say of the Lord
You are my shield
My strength
My portion, deliverer
My shelter, strong tower
My very present help in time of need

Whom have I in heaven but You
There's none I desire beside You
For You have made me glad
And I'll say of the Lord

This is my story, this is my song, praising my Saviour all the day long~

When Five Fell & At Musing's End

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 12 Sep 2010 13:54:00 +0000

Written and directed by Wesley Chan of Wong Fu Productions, produced together with Philip Wang and Ted Fu.

Gripe: Didn't like the way they used Jesus' name back there.

I love When Five Fall more than At Musing's End. They are both good, but I liked the idea of a different perspective of boy meets girl. It's supposed to be a prologue, but I actually believe When Five Fall could very well be just a standalone short.

All in all, I loved how Wes incorporated a lot of beautiful cinematography into the shorts. Never a dull moment. It has a very quiet yet thoughtful feel to the whole thing. It was like a musing indeed. And the way the story was laid out was very different, despite a familiar story idea.

Yes, I'm a sucker for drama and very beautiful, well-thought-of cinematography. I love beautiful direction. And with good story, if not great, I'm totally head over heels.

When Five Fell

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Fri, 10 Sep 2010 17:39:00 +0000

Five different perspective on love from the most ordinary objects. And the cinematography. OMG. So beautiful.

Poignant

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Fri, 10 Sep 2010 15:56:00 +0000

Life can get you down, but by learning to appreciate what you have, things do look better.

I Wish...

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Wed, 08 Sep 2010 15:13:00 +0000

They don't have to be so critical.

I don't have to be so critical.

목소리야...미안. 고생이 많아서..

BLA BLA

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 15:38:00 +0000

I have absolutely nothing on my mind now to write.

It's not that my mind is blank. My mind is just filled with all sorts of things that it sorta tangled up, lost its way and made a mess of itself.

Hmm. I found inspiration.

People always say
That sadness brings out the words within
I thought I was the same
It turns out a little different today

My mind is not filled with just you
It's not filled with anything inspirational
Too much thoughts about everything
I've made a mess of me

Friends always tell me
That I could do with more than a frown
I thought maybe it's you
But turns out to be different today

My mind is not filled with just you
It's not filled with anything inspirational
Too much thoughts about everything
I've made a mess of me

So maybe I need to smile again
So maybe you can help me
Or maybe it's just me

My mind is not filled with just you
It's not filled with anything inspirational
Too much thoughts about everything
I've made a mess of me

My mind is not filled with just you
Too much thoughts about everything

ADELE - 'Make You Feel My Love'

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Fri, 13 Aug 2010 06:02:00 +0000

Written on Twitter

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Fri, 06 Aug 2010 01:40:00 +0000

Ahead of me lies the ocean. So much uncertainties and the unknown, but I do know One that walks on water, parts the ocean and calms the seas.

Been hinted on something big to come. But it may not be big at all. Or it may not come at all. Whatever it is, I'm not going to keep my hopes up, cause first and foremost, is for His glory. He say okay, means get onto the water. If not, there's still a mountain to see. He'll always have a better plan in mind.

Love this God of mine.

This little light of mine,
I'm gonna let it shine
I'm gonna let it shine!!

Running The Race Part 3: Bye Bye Self-Conscious + Gentleness

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Sun, 01 Aug 2010 10:43:00 +0000

Part 2 didn't go well.

At all.

So I decided that it's okay. We fail sometimes, doesn't mean we should give up!

So...third month.

I've been struggling a lot about self-consciousness which leads to kinda a lot of things. Long story short, life sucked for that part of it, no thanks to that.

So I want to be more than this.

In conjunction with that, I'll be learning how to be more gentle a.k.a more patient a.k.a choosing to do things in love.

Yup, nods to the 365 Days of Love project by many people around the world. Since half the year has already gone. I only have August, September, October, November and December left...so I can't call it 365 Days now? (Well, technically, I can, but...)

Will be heading to the studio for a while. And gonna venture into songwriting! I tend to make up really lame stuff in my head, maybe I should go into comedy.

. . .

Uh. No.

Story Idea 3: Violin

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 14:21:00 +0000

I usually have ideas for music videos more than movies or dramas. Perhaps it's because one of my dreams is to direct a music video. :/

But the below is just a story idea. No particular genre or medium in mind.

There's a girl who likes to cycle a lot. She cycled to almost everywhere she goes. She don't consider it as a sport. She just likes to cycle, see everything's that's around her and then appreciate what she have in life.

Because.

She doesn't have hands.

From the title you can see that music must have been related. Well...partly true. No, she's not a piano player. Rather, she builds violins! (How's that for a job description?)

She was born with hands, but due to an accident, she lost both limbs. She wanted to create another Stradivarius but now she can't.

Dejected? Yes.

It was through a friend that she learned to cycle. Her friend? She met at the physical rehab. ..

I'm distracted by trying to help another friend with his/her dilemma. So before I start writing cliches like her-friend-doesn't-have-legs-and-was-a-cyclist-but-he-has-hands...

Cold-hearted?

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 13:41:00 +0000

Just received news about a certain friend's relative.

Reminds me of how fragile life is.

Honestly, when it comes to these kind of situations, I really don't know how I can comfort the person. Do I just sit next to them and not say anything, only comforting them with my presence? Or do I say something? Or do I just pray?

Humans can be so complex nowadays that we often need wisdom to handle these situations!

Throughout the years, I've learned to just shut up. Partly it's because not everyone appreciate a word of encouragement, also partly because I don't know what to say at all. Then, it's best not to say anything at all.

Perhaps then, people find me cold. Cause I just quietly do things for that person and then tell everyone to shush off. Then again, that's my language of apology as well I guess. Or maybe it's just a thought by my own complicated brain. Haha.

Usually, during these times, I want to write a song of hope for them. It's always like that. When I meet these situations, I want to write a song. But unfortunately, my brain gets stuck in that department. Heh.

Sigh. I wish I have wisdom like Jesus. I think He'll know what's the best response.

On another note, looks like I get affected quite easily about things as well. Perhaps that's why sometimes I choose not to read news etc because I don't want to get myself depressed as well. Sigh. Looks like I have a long way more to go.

빨리 끝났으면 좋겠어. :(

RIP

noreply@blogger.com (ekah bekah rebekah) — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 03:36:00 +0000

Today I switched on Twitter just to receive news that Hallyu star, Park Yong Ha has apparently committed suicide.

Read the whole story over here at Dramabeans.

I don't know what to think, except that it's so freaking sad that someone has to choose to end their life this way.

My prayers and cries go out to Park Shi Yeon (his good friend who was the last to contact him), So Ji Sub (besties), his father and especially his mother, and to all his friends and family.

Man, I didn't even watch this guy's dramas before, except Park Hyo Shin's "After Love" MV with him and Park Shi Yeon.

And to think...

Sigh.

I pray and hope that none will happen again. This is just too hard a fact to swallow. I really hoped it was an April Fool's joke or whatever.

Goodbye forever, Park Yong Ha sunbaenim. You will be missed.