Honour, honour and honour. The Bible tells me to honour my parents, and I do try. God knows I do, so very hard. It's difficult, no one said it'd be easy, I certainly don't expect it to be. Life at home has not been the best of experiences for days. Months. Years. And everything is still spiraling downwards.

I've been having the thought that sometimes God just wants to bless those around me at my expense. I love the word/phrase(?) that nick told me, "world-weary". Not world-wise or the like, I am anything but that. Just tired. I seem to be saying that too much recently, but it's alright.

I'm beginning to enjoy trials and tribulations now, I genuinely am. I've seen how troubles pull others away from God, but I've never been on that path before. Struggles pull me closer to God, they only make me stronger. Through Christ all things are made possible. Hard truths that keep Singapore going.

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I keep ending up writing and deleting consecutive posts because everything's too personal for a public blog and I'd have to agree with myself there. And agreeing with myself is pretty creepy but it's 3 in the morning and I've got the right to be creepy. Well not really, but still! I like to talk to myself and there's nothing you can humanly do to stop me >:

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Why bother seeking my opinion if you don't care? You say you do but it's almost as though you're out to hurt me. If I didn't know better.