
At primary 4, I became a devil. seriously.
Cause the school bus bully went to secondary school
so I felt free from his clutches and so became the new "king"
scolding the maid, my siblings, as if I were simply breathing
I only held back when my parents came home
still, the poison I was spewing... I'll prolly own anyone I've ever known
but I'm not proud of it
though, I think its a phase everyone goes through
although, nonetheless, I think I started off a bit too young
but the good things was, by P6, I got tired of it
also cos YC had started, and I was really influenced to take God seriously
plus, even my non-Christian "bestest" friend thought I was overboard
so yeah, I had to stop.
clean record for 3 years
then, in sec 3,
one time I was utterly frustrated with my band junior(s)
"F!!!"
but since then till now, clean record (:
even in army
I remember one time in BMT, I really felt like complaining
like the rest of my section
cause it was totally frustrating, tiring, meaningless etc etc...
but somehow I held back my tongue.
God's grace.
May my tongue bring healing to a lost and dying generation.
if even I as a Christian don't uphold the truth, how much less hope have they got...
it was during NS
kinda weird how (really, really strong) feelings change, but well,
God has His plans
and He works in the desires of our hearts for His own glory (:
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