64 or 8?

"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation... so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type, I'm like, "Hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"

John Mayer

What do you say?

Don't know much about your life.
Don't know much about your world,
but Don't want to be alone tonight,
On this planet they call earth.
You don't know about my past,
and I don't have a future figured out.
And maybe this is going too fast.
And maybe it's not meant to last,

But what do you say to taking chances,
What do you say to jumping off the edge?
Never knowing if there's solid ground below
Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,
What do you say,
What do you say?

I just want to start again,
And maybe you could show me how to try,
And maybe you could take me in,
Somewhere underneath your skin?

And I had my heart beaten down,
But I always come back for more, yeah.
There's nothing like love to pull you up,
When you're laying down on the floor there.
So talk to me, talk to me, Like lovers do.
Yeah walk with me, walk with me,
Like lovers do, Like lovers do.

What do you say to taking chances,
What do you say to jumping off the edge?
Never knowing if there's solid ground below Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,
What do you say, What do you say?

Don't know much about your life
And I don't know much about your world...

My earworm... What do you say to jumping off the edge?

Building on foundations

Renovations at home are beginning to take it's toll on my parents and me. Did I mention we're moving back to our old home? Well, we are.

I stepped back into the house since over a decade ago on the 16th of January 2010. Things have picked up its pace now and the house is beginning to mold itself into our home.

From the outside, the place literally looks like it's a new home being built. Major construction work right from the streetside. But we've kept the house's foundational structure and built upon it. Gardens has changed a tad bit too but my neighbours are still the same... though with time, age catches up. The girl I use to play/baby sit with opposite my house has grown into a fine young lady. She's in poly now. The boy living beside her house has also grown tall, dark and good looking in his teens. A big difference from the skinny fair cry-baby boy I knew him to be.

Brings back good memories. As much as we're excited about moving back, the thought of packing is a whole other story. It's fortunate that we have till end March to officially move. Almost every night after work, I'll head back to join my parents at the house and the cement and dust has covered me in an itchy rash from head to toe. Don't worry I still look the usual and am very much able to work! The creams the doc prescribed is working well. Pls keep my family in prayer as we work together to finish this personal project. :)

⁹For we are God's fellow workers; you are God's field, God's building. ¹⁰By the grace God has given me, I laid a foundation as an expert builder, and someone else is building on it. But each one should be careful how he builds. ¹¹For no one can lay any foundation other than the one already laid, which is Jesus Christ.
- 1 Corinthians 3: 9-11