Poem publicity

Please allow me to indulge in some publicity for my poems.

If you wish to read the poems I have composed over the years, go to http://www.poetry.com and type my name onto the search box.

I hope you like them!

God, I need some muse for another poem for this year's Valentine's Day.
And I wanna learn song-writing!

Back from NS confinement

Returned from Tekong Island Resort just now. Back to civilisation, the light at the end of the tunnel. But not for long. I surely do not have time to share everything i experienced but a few words would suffice.

It was a very unique experience i must say. i had never lived (or rather, been in close proximity) with anyone 24/7 for 2 weeks, not even with my family, but from 11 Jan to 25 Jan this year, i actually did that with my bunk-mates. Sounds really cool.

There is really so much more to share and it's a huge pity i'm unable to do so here and now. i just have to end it here and say that God has been faithful in seeing me through the 2 weeks. It wasn't that shiong yet, but it wasn't a breeze either.

Okay, every recruit has this identification number of his own, dubbed as his 4D number. And mine is J3213 a.k.a Jaguar Company, Platoon 3, Section 2, Bed 13.

Missing Thailand

One month has passed. My heart is still in Thailand. It seems like everything i do somewhat reminds me of Thailand.

When i wake up, i miss the extremely cold morning temperature that woke me up in Thailand. i miss brushing teeth in the toilets there, "blowing smoke" in the morning, eating porridge for breakfast, bathing in cold water, doing my Quiet Time in the huts, setting up clinic, etc. etc. etc.

Every night, when i look out of my window, i stare at the nightsky of Singapore. Only on certain nights can i spot stars here, but in Thailand i could easily count a hundred of stars every single night. Although i can easily identify the Orion's Belt here, i miss having to search for it among the many stars in the Thai nightsky. i also see aeroplanes in the distance (flying over Changi) every minute of the night. i wish i could catch the next flight to Chiangrai and never return.

The best days of my teenage life were spent there. In a few days' time, a new chapter of my life begins. On the outside, i'm soon no longer a teen. But on the inside, i'm still a young boy, with much to learn. National Service will turn this boy into a man, i hope.

Checking in to Tekong Island Resort on 11 January 2008 at 2pm.

Best of Glen's Teenage Years

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Back from Northern Thailand

i am not settling down yet. i feel out of place. i miss Thailand very badly.

The flight back to Singapore was delayed last night, so our torturous transit at Bangkok International Airport was prolonged. i was disappointed with Thai Airways, especially because they didn't inform us about the delay until we asked about it. But nevermind, i still love Thailand.

i am beginning to feel sick of Singapore. Isn't that ironic? i spent 2 weeks in Thailand. If i should feel sick of a place, it would have been Thailand. But instead, it's Singapore. The moment we touched down and made our way through the customs, i could immediately feel the difference. It's so warm here compared to Thailand! i had never complained about the humid weather here, but now i dunno why i'm complaining. Haha. And when i went downstairs to buy dinner just now, it was raining and i accidentally stepped into a puddle of water, not once but twice! Again, i dunno why i'm complaining.


As i was packing my things away today, images of the trip kept flashing in my mind. i felt terrible. Perhaps it's because i interacted with the people there too much, that's why i'm feeling this way. And it's also because i'm going into the army next year which means i'm most likely unable to go back to Thailand again next year. i've been going there for the past 3 years plus this year. i can't imagine spending the last week of November and first week of December outside Thailand. Argh. At least, there is a glimpse of hope. Changxian told me i may be able to apply for a week's leave from National Service next year so that i can go back to Thailand. i shall cling on to that glimpse of hope and pray for a chance.



If i had only a day left to live, i would spend it in Thailand.

courtesy of Poon Marian

25 November - 9 December 2007

leaving for Thailand. will be back in 2 weeks' time.

people/things i will miss:
my father.
my classmates.
my churchmates.
my SFCmates
my soccermates.
my blog.
my Friendster.
my Facebook.
you.
etc.

25/11/2007
Depart Singapore: LTD 402 0810 hrs
09/12/2007
Arrive Singapore: LTD 401 2315 hrs

















it'll be marvellous if you can pray for me! thks.

1. Good spiritual & physical health = top form in serving God
2. Constant focus (on why i'm in Thailand for even if i experience spiritual dryness)
3. Leadership (courage to rise up & be used by God in getting things done)
4. Trust in God's miracles (to touch the hearts of the people there & save their souls)
5. Protection upon team members (against spiritual attacks like sicknesses & accidents)
6. Protection upon our loved ones & friends in Singapore (against adversities)
7. Tolerance & understanding (amongst team members)
8. God's providence (in everything)
9. 1st timers (Rachel, Elizabeth, Jonathan, etc.)
10. Adaptability (to the food & relatively harsh weather conditions)
11. Smooth flow (of activities, programmes & customs)
12. Ability to sense God's pleasure & joy (in everything)
13. Super-memory (in remembering the actions for dances, etc. & some Thai words)
14. Journey mercy (from one place to another in Thailand & back to Singapore)

The circuitous route

Do you know how difficult it is to do your best and hope that your best gets you either at least a C grade or at most an S grade when anything in-between gets you nowhere?


"I'm willing to take the circuitous route, but it's not enough, You must be willing too."

Countdown to my A Levels

Why not me?

I feel like I'm living the worst day over and over again
I feel like the summer is leaving again
I feel like I'm living the worst day
I feel like you're gone
Every day is the worst day ever


i skipped my History prelim exam.
my teacher called my mum and my mum told my dad.
and so my sin found me out.


Yesterday was the worst day ever
And tomorrow won't be better
It's history repeating on and on


i could see that my mum was controlling herself, refraining from ranting at me like she used to, and my dad hasn't spoken to me about it yet.
i just feel that my existence in this world has only added liabilities to the lives of people around me.
my exorbitant Maths tuition fees are scorching my mum's finances and i'm letting down others who have high expectations of me.
i feel so lousy having made my mum so worried.


The waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me,
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed.


recently i watched the news.
earthquakes, tremors, plane crash and Avian flu, claiming lives here and there.
i ask, "Just why not mine?"


The giants keep on telling me, time and time again,
"Boy, you'll never win. You'll never win."


"Lord Jesus, You've gotta save me from the waves that are gonna crash on me in 40 days' time. It's in Your nature, 'cause i know only You have an infinitely high Marginal Propensity to Save, so please reach out Your mighty hand and pull me out of this mess that i've created myself."


But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story.
The Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid."
And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My glory."


nowadays, the only times i can feel my sense of self-worth are on Sundays when i attend church and go for practice for the missionary trip to Northern Thailand after my A levels. other than that, i'm struggling each day to embrace Godly attitudes towards my existence on this planet.


Out of all the voices calling out to me,
I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth.

A plea to God

How i wish God had left that bottle alone, so that He could make me start studying right from the beginning, say Sec 3. but all i can do now is look ahead, fix my eyes on Jesus and stop dwelling on my ugly past.



"i'm really sick and tired of being a mediocre student and getting mediocre grades, so God would You please be more generous in giving me Your wisdom? just 0.00000001 percent of it is more than enough to make me a genius like Albert Einstein, John Maynard Keynes or Sir Isaac Newton, but i require only about 0.00000001 percent of the amount You gave these geniuses to help me grasp their main theories and concepts so that i can pass my A levels with flying colours."


the Photoelectric effect, Theory of Income Determination and Calculus are just some of the many areas that i'm unsure of at present, but as Abraham trusted in God, so will i.


"anyway i also owe You a word of thanks for providing me with the constant encouragements from my family and friends at this time, which i am so in need of."



life has indeed been different (and difficult) for me. i'm already heading in the right direction but my pace just isn't right. after days of studying long hours (8-10 hours a day mean alot of hours to me), i would feel good that i managed to sit down and study. but at the same time, i would know that it just wasn't enough. i doubt my Prelim results would show a marked improvement. the papers were really terrible, Maths in particular ('cause i've got expensive tuition for that and yet i couldn't do well). i could sense that other students are fighting to get As while here i am struggling to get above Ss and Us, not to even mention hitting a pass. what kind of a student is that? what kind of a Christian student is that?


okay i'm not supposed to use the com for long, even though i have remarkably been using it only once a week (on Sunday mornings before i go to church). so that's my life for you at the moment. i know it's gonna be over soon 'cause i can already see the end coming. The end is near.


oh ya there's Communion later ...