有一位神，我們的神，唯一的神，名叫耶和華。
有權威榮光，有恩典慈愛，是昔在今在永在的神。
In linkoping, not every second is super exciting or a kodak moment. The worse times are the night times. When its night here, your family in Singapore is asleep, your friends are asleep too and i feel alone. I hear foreign tongues below my block. Some whispering, some not. I have the comfortable glow of my laptop, yet i feel uneasy. My room is littered with things i know, my bedsheet from Singapore, my animal pillowcase and my black backpack. These things serve as a source of comfort as they bring familiarity, but placed in a foreign room sometimes the reminder that i am far away from home is all too real. I hear the dishes being moved outside my room, or the footsteps against the lacquered wooden floor. It only reminds me of how little friends i have here. Its easy to talk to anyone, but there is no closeness. Computer games serve as an escape, something that i know. Its a good way to kill the time here at night. Perhaps its the darkness, the shadows the moon brings that makes everything familiar in the day so alien. Alien. I am an alien here now. I am proud of my country but here, i struggle. Signs i cannot understand, words i cannot decipher. Linguist. An irony.
Tomorrow there is class, yet i feel no sense of excitement. History of European Identity, sounds dead boring but yet i harbor this hope to discover something amazing. This hope, i cling on to it to convince myself its worth it. Hope, you might be just a train of thought but you pull me up.
There is a God
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