Turn Your Eyes.

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim.

--

The Aftermath.

Lifted out of the wreckage,

I find hope in the aftermath.

Stereo Hearts.

"If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Will you blow me off and play me like everybody else?

Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
I used to-used to-used to-used to, now I’m over that
Cus holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts."

- Travie McCoy, "Stereo Hearts"

Inspire.

Real Talk (16).

In the midst of chaos, I still stand.

How To Hate.

"And I heard you're doing you

And you heard I was doing better

And all I had to do was put two and two together

But that just makes four, but not forever,

..damn."

- Lil Wayne, "How To Hate"

A Dose of Reality.

"My mind is a musical, but I'm censored

Staring at this cubicle, wondering about all of it

I didn't realize I was running for the office,

So why is this place still filled with all these politics?"

- Victor Lu, "The Past"

Flame ON (3).

This was one heck of a night. Bring on the playoffs; we're ready.

Flame ON (2).

In between UFE studying starting and wrapping up awards night, I really haven't had a chance to just sit down and write.

The summer is drawing to a close, and as I reflect on the days that passed, I guess God used them to show me that it was both a time of healing and a time of rejuvenation.

When Jack asked me to help him lead the Flames this summer, I agreed right away because I needed a spark in my life; something to devote my time to. I was all over the place mentally and emotionally, and I needed a steadfast to hold onto. I accepted for selfish reasons; to play, to have control, to feel important. But I never took the time to consider all the responsibilities and all the effort it requires to be a good governor. Look, it's not hard to lead people, but it's not easy to lead them right.

I am flawed in the sense that my mindset when it comes to sports isn't wired for Christian leagues. When I play, I keep my faith and my competitiveness separate. This summer has really challenged me to try and merge the two and have them co-exist. I don't think it can be done in one season, but at least I know now that at times it is possible.

Yeah I know, my devos suck. Period. And I'm hotheaded and impulsive. Sometimes when I try to be funny, I'm actually not. But I want to take this time to thank the team for giving me the opportunity to serve you, and just know that I have nothing but love for all of you. This year's edition of the Flames were committed to the cause of winning and bonding as a team. That's why our socials worked out the way they did, that's why we were even able to have our own awards night, and that is why each and every one of you guys know I have your back without question.

The playoffs are upon us, and no matter if we keep our first seed or not, I am genuinely proud of everyone and everything we achieved this year. I don't need to go into specifics, but I know we are on the cusp of greatness.

You guys may not all be my best friends, and we might not always see eye to eye on everything, but I know deep down that;

this team is the best.

Flame on,

Vic

All other videos can be found here.

Flame ON (1).

Been swamped lately, seems like there's a billion things on the go, but leading this softball team has been just as rewarding as it has been challenging. It's exactly what I need and I'm thankful for the opportunity.

As we wrap up the season, feel free to come out to our own awards night! It's gonna be BOMB.

Discipleship (1).

Discipleship class has been challenging, and the essence of yesterday's message is towards those that have hurt us;

How do we forgive them, and where can we show them grace?

Real Talk (15).

No matter what; I just wasn't happy.

Real Talk (14).

I haven't blogged a lot lately, and to be honest, I don't really have much to say. Life doesn't slow down for anyone; time just keeps moving forward with no regard for those trying to play catch-up. That's just the hand we're dealt, and as I grow older I find more stability in the peaks and valleys of my Christian walk. I continue to challenge myself by asking a simple question every time something occurs;

..so what?

Think about that.

East To West.

Some songs make you reminisce, others keep you moving forward.

--
The chains of yesterday surround me, and;
Time and time again Your truth is drowned out by the storm I'm in.

The Good In Goodbye.

It's never easy to say goodbye, and I've always been scared of finality. But as I sit here alone on my porch surrounded by God's music, I feel bittersweet, yet completely at peace with the past, with the present, and with what the future holds. I wish nothing but the best for you, and you deserve nothing short of that. Thank you for being a part of my life, and I'll see you when I see you. In the meantime, I know you'll be doing great things.

We were picture perfect but we tore it all apart; but if we pick up all the pieces we could still be a collage.

The Road Back.

I can't really explain why, but I ended up back on my old xanga page from high school and found this entry;

Sunday, February 05, 2006

i've been going to church for over 3 years now. today, i realized that even though i dont know where my heart is; it is not with zion anymore.

That was five and a half years ago, and finally, I made it back for good. Thank you for guiding me; you know who you are. Looking back now, it was worth every step.

Conversation (3).

VL: I'm supposed to be the hothead and the bad Christian.
AL: Like your victim tweet, if you keep seeing yourself as the hothead and the bad Christian, you'll always be that.
VL: ..wow you read my tweets LOL

Disappointment.

People will let you down. It is in our inherent nature to forsake others in their time of need. How much faith you have invested in that person determines how much you'll care. But know this;

As long as you think you're a victim, you'll always be a victim.

The Road Less Travelled.

I don't know what triggered it, but tonight, when I look at who I've become in midst of all my flaws and all my mistakes, I can only say;

I've sure come a long way.

For once, I am at peace with seeing myself as;

..the naive child who believed in Hollywood stories,

..the lonely boy who couldn't balance his values against his temptations,

..and the bitter man who struggled with separating the past and the present.

Each one of those was a part of who I was, and therefore a part of who I am. And for once, instead of pointing out the self-pity amongst the wreckage of my road less travelled, I have begun to find the scattered pieces I've been searching for to build into the man I will become.

And deservedly so, I'm proud.

Real Talk (13).

War never shows who won, it just shows who left.

Real Talk (12).

Here's a good quote that came six months too late. Oh well, guess it applied at one point in time.

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"I don't fight with you because I'm mad. Sometimes it seems like I'm fighting with you because you don't see that I'm fighting for you."

Desensitization.

Let me try and explain this with an analogy.

I remember when I first got my Blackberry. I was really, really careful with it, and everytime I accidentally dropped it, scratched it, or scuffed the corners, I felt terrible about it.

Since then I must have dropped it I don't know how many times; on carpet, on hardwood, on cement. The screen is scratched, the corners are nicked. And each drop now affects me less and less. I just don't have the capacity to care about it as much as I did before.

This process is called desensitization.

--
Today is Father's Day. I could sit here and write for hours about what my father means to me, but I'll just let my words be few.

Thank you.

Real Talk (11).

But he said to me,

"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."

Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

- 2 Corinthians 12:9-10

Real Talk (10).

How well do you really know me?

--
"Well enough to see you at your prime and your lowest. Well enough to know your flaws and your strengths. Well enough to know that despite it all, you've found God and have the potential to be beyond normal. I'm sure there's a lot that I don't know but there my trust in you comes in. I can trust you to know that you will at least try and keep trying."

Dear God.

..heal me.

--

Pick of the Day.

As you guys know, I auditioned for Gillette Drafted 3 last month. I went down for a live audition at Eaton's and then submitted an online tape with Clem's help. I won't hear back about the finalists until July but yesterday, Drafted made me the "Pick of the Day", which is assumed to be the "first cut". I think they'll pick the finalists from this pool after selecting one each day until the deadline.

So to all those that watched my tape, encouraged me, gave me feedback or just showed support, I am truly grateful. I'm one step closer, so keep your fingers crossed for me.

Check out the post here: http://www.drafted.ca/blog/2011/06/13/pick-of-the-day-victor-lu/

Brotherhood.

When I fall apart, these guys pick up the pieces.

missing: jc

Afterglow.

And that's just how life goes; you love for a while then the light goes.

I fought for you and I fought with you just as much. And though I may have found the peace that I was searching for, I know that holding onto it will be the hardest part.

This is sad.

Anything short of that would be a lie. But all the mistakes, the criticism and the blame that we've both been a part of in the past.. let's just leave all of it there. From here on, we're going dream-chasing in different directions, and God-willing, maybe we'll arrive at the same place, maybe not. But just as you said to me;

"Let it go, Vic. If it's meant to be, it will come back."

How To Love.

My last night of freedom, and I'm just chillin' here to good music. Gotta give credit where credit is due; Fi showed me this track, and I just thought I'd share. Enjoy, kids.

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New Love Is So Beautiful, Time Just Makes It Ugly.

This is looking like my last few days off before I once again become enveloped by this so called career I'm chasing. I wanted to write something insightful, but I guess my mind is just all over the place right now. So I figured, why not just jot some thoughts down?

- Am I really angry with God? Yeah. Have I been testing him? Probably. Is this just me standing here whining like a child, petulantly sticking up my bottom lip and telling him to give me his best shot? I don't really know. Maybe when it comes to him, I'm bi-polar. But if you have something to say, say it now. Cus I'm actually listening this time; I'm all ears God.

- Hold that thought. So I'm not right with God, but I still lead others in devos and worship. Does that make me a hypocrite? At least I'm honest about it.

- When did I start putting up with rude, inconsiderate people? Oh yeah, never. Careful, your true colours are showing.

- While we're on that topic, haters gon hate. Let me address you by letting you watch me succeed.

- I figure the older we grow, the more we need act like kids sometimes to remind ourselves life isn't as complicated as we make it to be.

- What is real leadership? I guess I'm still learning, but nobody can accuse me of not trying.

- I used to always let chances pass me by thinking I'll always have another one. No more.

- Let me give the best that I can. That way, I'll never have to worry about whether I could have done more.

- Do nice guys really finish last? Maybe I gotta start being more of an ass. Just sayin'.

- Find your limits, and then push past them. Why would you ever let anyone tell you you can't?

Drafted 3.

I'll write about this in detail later, but for now, here's my leap of faith. Here goes nothing. To those that deserve it;

thanks.

--

What Happens Next?

As I'm sitting in a parking lot with my window down, feeling sorry for myself and calling my ex, a thought crossed my mind;

Vic, it really doesn't get any more pathetic than this.

--
In the midst of this bomb that God decided to suddenly drop on me, I find it difficult to resist the urge to fingerpoint and ask;

Why me?
Why now?

Maybe it's the fear of uncertainty staring at me, or the bitterness of losing the future I envisioned for myself and my family, but this challenge to my faith is something I'm not sure I can overcome. There have been countless times that I've spoken to God and gotten no response back, so if there's ever a time where I need some clarity and some answers, now would be it.

Music Therapy.

Sometimes, there are those songs that just take you back in time to that one moment that you probably won't ever forget. And I guess today, I allowed myself to revisit the past that I've been so diligently chaining away.

For me, this one brings me back to the beaches of Hainan, watching the waves crash the shore, tracing the beautiful horizon where the ocean blends into the sky and just remembering what it was like to be in love.

In hindsight, it's a bit bitter, but kind of sweet.

--

Inspiration.

Whenever I'm short on inspiration, this person never fails to remind me of what it means to strive to be great, and how to do it on no one's terms but your own.

Get 'em, DRose.

--

Memories They Soon Delete.

Life has been passing at a good pace for me lately, and although I may still take the occasional step backwards, I don't particularly mind as long as I know I'm moving in the right direction. Maybe that's the peace that I've been searching for.

It's been up and down, but a lot of things have been happening all at once. I'm starting to find that God has a good sense of humour. And He's reliable too. We always spend a lot of prayers on begging God for what we want, but we focus too much on the immediate. I figure God's pretty busy, but eventually He gets around to everyone.

The way I see it is; if you ask, He will provide. What you do with what you're given then is on you.

--
And then God said,

"Jump."

This Day Last Year.

"Time please slow down, my years been moving so quick,
I'd like to think I'm still the same Vic, just a little bit grown up.."

- Regret, released July 2010

--

As the weather become warmer and we creep up into May, I'm starting to really notice how fast time flies. It's almost been a year since I left for my hometown and Dubai, and as I stop to witness the path that I've taken, I no longer only see bitterness, chaos and pain.

I see growth.

I see reason.

And I see all these handprints in my past and I'm thinking;

It's probably time for me to pour cement on it.

This Is Your Life, Are You Who You Want To Be?

I haven't blogged a lot lately because it's tax busy season and I've been pulling 60 hour weeks and working through holidays, but this past weekend I ended up clearing a lot of work off my desk, and as a result I had my first days off in a long while.

Maybe it's the stress, or maybe it's my health, but recently I've been questioning what the purpose of my life really is. This "going-through-the-motions" lifestyle is so mundane, so bland. I've always had my vision set on where I want to get to in the future and which path I would take to get there, but somewhere along the line I lost sight of all those things and started staring at my feet and counting the paces instead.

I guess dealing with the aftermath of my breakup, or just dealing with that whole relationship in general I think, has derailed me somewhat. When you're too focused on looking back at what was, you won't ever see where you're heading.

So, back to this weekend. I spent some time on the same court I stood at last October when I was in the midst of all the chaos and the drama, and just revelled at how time flies and how quickly things change. It's almost been six months since I put up shots there, praying for God to hear all the pleas that were running through my head and for answers that I was so desperately searching for. The winter has come and gone like the girl I thought I was meant to be with, and as I come to peace with that, God took the time to remind me that I shouldn't be comparing the direction of my life to those around me. To be honest, I've struggled to accept my position. I want to do great things in life. I want to see the world, and change it too. I want to do something dramatic like everyone else is doing, and sometimes I'm jealous that while they have the opportunity to, I sit at my cubicle preparing tax returns to make rich people richer. But at the end of the day, we all live with different dreams, and with different purposes and under different plans.

There was a father at the court with his two daughters. I took the time to wish him a happy Easter, just sort of enjoyed watching him shoot around with his older girl and race his younger one and ended up playing around with them a little bit before I left. It was a good feeling, seeing fatherhood up close and being reminded of how my dad did the same with me. Back before the winter came, I asked God to judge me for the man that I was, and guide me to the man I would be. His answer finally came, albeit a bit delayed, and through this stranger who I befriended, I saw the man I could become.

My dream is to start a good family, be a good father, and raise my kids to be the best that they can be. Because that's what my father did, and that;

that's the man I want to become.

Strangers, again.

"What do you think will happen if we don't end up together? Are we going to hate each other? Think we'll keep in touch?"

...

"I think that if life separates us, and we end up being in totally different places, we'll always remember when our paths aligned for this period of time. And I'll be thankful for that.

And I hope that wherever you are, you'll be thankful too. I think that's the best we can wish for."

--

Words I Never Said / Black and Yellow.

I know, I know.. better late than never, but never late is better. Wrote this one a few weeks ago during the fallout of my relationship. I find that sometimes we let words get in the way, but other times we fail to make them count. Discovering the right balance between saying what you mean and meaning what you say is the real challenge. Oh, and an extra tidbit at the end to switch up my style.

Lately I've also been working with Clem a lot besides my music, so we have a couple more creative shorts on the way. Guess we're going headfirst back into the world of video production. Enjoy for now.

--

The Prodigal Son.

So I went to fellowship for the first time in five years, and everything was pretty much the way I left it. And as I become more involved with worship ministry I catch myself wondering sometimes why I ever took Zion Alliance for granted. We may not have the church space or the big gym that other churches have, our preachers may not be as articulate or as well-spoken, and our worship team can be patchy at times, but I wouldn't trade what we have for anything.

--

I was brought to Zion over eight years ago, and I left four years later amidst drama, immaturity, irresponsibility and poor judgment. I let down the worship team and everyone who believed in me back then because I allowed my pride to become an obstacle I chose not to overcome.

As time passed, any inclination I had of returning started to fade as well. It's clear to me now when I think back to early last year why God brought someone into my life that could challenge me to retrace my steps as a Christian and to rediscover what church really meant to me. That same person also encouraged me to become involved in ministry again and although we may never recapture what we once had, I will forever be indebted to her for rekindling my faith.

Now that I'm settling back into Zion, I'm starting to understand just how the prodigal son felt in the arms of his father.

--

I tweeted earlier today something I felt has always been true, but often overlooked.

If you have skeletons in your closet, the only way to bury them is to open it up and face what you put away.

Movement.

When I look at everything that's happened in the past year and a bit, I realize how fast time passes us by, and how quickly things can change. No matter what we're focused on, or what challenges we're trying to overcome at the time, life doesn't bother waiting for anyone.

I'll never be able to fully answer whether I accomplished all that I wanted to, or if it was all enough. But one thing I can say and truly mean is that I'll never allow myself to be stagnant again. I can count at least five months that I spent spinning my wheels and holding back from opportunities to go forward.

LET'S MOVE.

Footprints In The Sand.

I've never claimed to be a model Christian; I've always been more the black sheep, the prodigal son. But when I accepted Christ in 2003, there was one story that always stuck with me, and one that I've held steadfast to over the years.

--

A man was walking along the beach with God after his life had ended. As they conversed, the man asked God,

"God, why is it that when I look back at the lowest points of my life, there is only one set of footprints in the sand? Didn't You promise that we would never walk alone, that You would always be with us? Where were You when I needed you most?"

God turned to the man, and with a still voice, simply said,

"My son, there is only one set of footprints because during those times, I was carrying you."

Response.

You know what, I'm not even going to bother taking shots at this girl. I do think she needs a higher collared shirt though, her ignorance is showing. All I have to say is that the lesson here is this;

ONLY ASIANS CAN MAKE FUN OF ASIANS, BUDDY. THANKS FOR COMING.

--

Vindicated.

Vindicated
I am selfish, I am wrong
I am right, I swear I'm right, swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well

I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself.

--

G.O.A.T.

(Cl)/(R)earview.

Why is change so difficult? It's because oftentimes we are walking towards it while carrying all our baggage. Find the excess weight in your life and check those bags at the door. Don't let that slow you down, and don't bring that into the next chapter of your life. And if you ever need to reminisce, don't turn around; just use the rearview.

--
When we look back at the path we have taken, will we see the debris as challenges that we've overcome or damage that we've left?

..does it matter?

We are here now, and it's really about picking and choosing your battles. Some are worth fighting for, but others are better off left alone.

The Places We Should Have Gone.

It's been a while since a Wong Fu video has resonated with me, but this one reminds me of why I started following them in high school and why Just Impulse even existed. Filled with deep sappiness; just the way I like it.

--

What Are Words?

What are words if you really don’t mean them when you say them?

What are words if they’re only for good times, then they're torn?

--

Real Talk (9).

It seems like everytime I start to question whether I'm heading in the right direction, you always come around and confirm why I chose what I did.

Ironic.

Project RELIGHT (1).

Yesterday was only a step back because I needed momentum for today's leap of faith.

I'm sure there's more to life than this.

--
Lately I've been working 12, 13 hour days during the week and the wear and tear is starting to show. The burnout has started breeding doubts and got me questioning if this, whatever this is, is all that there is.

So I'm asking God to deliver me from this purposeless, directionless, going-with-the-motions lifestyle that is trying to envelope me. I will accomplish great things in the future, I know it. But first, let me start small;

..Let's get it.

Real Talk (8).

At the end of the day, no matter how much you try to pretty them up, words are just words.

Real Talk (7).

When you fall apart, I'll be there to pick up the pieces. So if you need to run from the world for a little bit;

..run to me.

Welcome to the Fallout.

I know the timing is coincidentally ironic, but I'm finally back after a long hiatus and I promise I'll be releasing my music more consistently from now on. I wrote this track shortly after the new year, but dragged out the release due to laziness and timing issues. In the end, I'm glad I got to work with Clem again on the video -- Just Impulse Productions reunion?

Anyways, hope you guys enjoy it. As usual, I give nothing short of the real me, so take it for what it is.

Follow Me.

Guys, after much debate and delay, I'm venturing into the world of Twitter (finally). Here are some points why;

- It's more convenient than blogging (I can do it through my bb)

- It's more specialized than Facebook (none of that unwarranted stuff like pictures and random wallposts)

- Pretty much every NBA player uses it

From now on, I'm going to probably use it as my primary catharsis, but I'll save the more vested thoughts and the music for here. As usual, I won't filter anything; as real as it gets no matter the platform.

Follow me @victoryflu !

Trust.

Lately I've been (over)thinking about the concept of trust; a notion so incessantly reluctant to build itself, yet so fleetingly brittle at the same time. I guess trust in itself is a double edged sword; beautiful as a doorkey and just as vulnerable when lost. Perhaps that is the reason we are all so afraid to give it away.

To be honest, I don't really have a clear direction for this, and what they call venting at its utmost leaves me sitting here with more questions than answers;

..in the end, how much of it is rubbish and how much of it am I willing to trust?

Real Talk (6).

Life has a way of surprising you when you least expect it. I'm glad after all these years and all we've been through, we can still come full circle to where we're supposed to be.

Happy Chinese New Year!

From me and Gelly:

Quotables (1).

"When people commit to each other, they must radically alter their existing and often selfish intentions and modify all other attachments, in order to integrate the new person in their lives."

- Norman Droidge

Real Talk (5).

This is already hard enough as it is, and truthfully I'm scared to death of my past catching up to me;

..but for you I will.

Life&Music.

T: What happened, why didn't they work out?

S: What always happens; life.

--

This will probably be my last blog post about this stuff for a while, but it's not for the lack of desire or content. I think I've just exhausted every different way of describing us with all these "Lessons" posts since the summer. There's really not much more I can say that I haven't already written, so this time I think I'll just let the music do the talking instead, and maybe find words other than my own to paint the canvas.

What Is Joy?

I would spend time explaining how the CKE went, but this is so much easier.

--

To those that passed; congrats, and to those that will conquer it in May; have faith.

Real Talk (4).

Tomorrow is weighing on my heart like a ball and chain, and what's worse is that I know without a doubt that the next six weeks are going to be brutal as well. They're either going to be a testament to my character or they will break me. No matter what though, it's starting to look like I'm going to have to face it out there on my own, and defy some odds along the way too.

I'm afraid, but I don't need sympathy or empty, pretentious words. Just some faith is fine, thanks.

Rise and grind, Vic.

Actions Speak Volumes.

How can I believe a single thing you say anymore? Those words come from the same lips that once kissed me, spoke about having a lifetime together, about being the one, about how happy and perfect we were, and how much you wanted to do it right this time around.

The same words that used to melt my heart and remind me of why I fell in love with you in the first place now make me question why I gave you all of me and held steadfast to a future that you never saw. I trusted all that you said, and even thought more than once that maybe I was the one who wasn't good enough for us. And then, you showed me once again that some things never change.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. You tore down what we had, and this time, took my trust in you as well.

In God's Hands.

REAL TALK:

God blessed my parents with an only son, and then blessed me with many brothers who look out for me just as I do for them. So here's some champagne for my real friends, and some real pain for my sham friends.

--

And maybe you're right. Maybe I have no idea what love is because I'm not as experienced, but I know that what we had was probably the closest I've come to it. And if we wanted it half as badly as we said we did, we would have found a way to make it, not lose it in a few days.

What happened to having great faith and never giving up?

But Forever's Come and Gone.

"I wondered what happened when you offered yourself to someone, and they opened you, only to discover you were not the gift they expected and they had to smile and nod and say thank you all the same."

--

I'm not even going to sit here and pretend like this isn't breaking me. Every relationship has its issues; it's all about making adjustments. But as soon as either side loses the willingness to try or no longer believes, there's nothing left to save other than to watch the foundations crumble in real-time.

It doesn't matter if she says all the right things, or how perfect it was, or how willing you are to change for the better, or if you both know that you two probably could have made it through with a little effort, at the end of the day nothing can change the fact that;

..she gave up on you, Vic.

Doesn't this make more sense on this blog?

Real Talk (3).

"Patience is a hard discipline. It is not just waiting until something happens over which we have no control over; the arrival of the bus, the end of the rain, the return of a friend, the resolution of a conflict. Patience is not a waiting passivity until someone else does something. Patience asks us to live the moment to the fullest, to be completely present to the moment, to taste the here and now, to be where we are. When we are impatient we try to get away from where we are. We behave as if the real thing will happen tomorrow, later and somewhere else. Let's be patient and trust that the treasure we look for is hidden in the ground on which we stand."

--
I always thought the future was a simple concept; either you see us on our wedding day, holding our first child and growing old together, or you don't. As long as I kept my eyes on what we could be, we would make it there no matter what.

But at the same time, God used Grace's call to worship today to remind me that if you forget to appreciate what you have in the present, you won't get a chance at the future that you've been so focused on. Maybe I shouldn't be in such a hurry to get to where we will be and just enjoy today for what it is. Whether tomorrow comes or not is out of my hands, but at least I've done all I can today.

Real Talk (2).

Not everyone is willing to live with each other's shortcomings, but I know no matter what flaws I may see, they would never be worth giving up the future over.

Who would've thought all these pebbles could crumble a fortress now?

--
A lesson that I blogged about in the midst of the chaos pretty much serves as a good reminder this time around too;

"Life is a challenge. Don't give up too easily, don't hang on too long, and don't lose yourself along the way."

In the end you can only do your part and leave the rest to God.

Co-signed.

we're like fire and rain
you can drive me insane
but i can't stay mad at you for anything
we're venus and mars
we're like different stars
but you're the harmony to every song i sing

..we're perfectly imperfect, and i wouldn't change a thing.