On a night like this, where my feelings overpower the fatigue in my body, I just need to get out of my bed and type it all out. So here goes...

I once read a story in Reader's Digest about how this man from the US put in so much effort to save three Vietnamese girls, living in a floating raft as a house (he succeeded in the end). That story got me thinking bout my own life here in Singapore and how life will be when I come back. Zul and myself thought of a community project for the Vietnamese kids there. Since that discussion, I've been getting nightmares of things happening to the kids. Been trying to shut my mind from all that but it still comes to me vividly every night. Once that happens, more unwanted feelings erupt inside.

So in conclusion, I have this naggy feeling that Vietnam will a big trial and a stepping stone of things to come. What sort of trial it is, I won't say it here.

For the first time in this blog...I dunno how to continue so I'll just end off with this...

I guess every single thing I do now will come down to one moment. A moment which defines everything I've done in my life because its what YOU DO that defines you