a Journey

CNY is the season for:

• Steamboat sessions! I think the best family "stories" (gossip) are told whilst we're waiting for the yummies to cook. It's a reminder of how the simpler things in life are what matters, beyond the ang paos, pineapple tarts and kok chye. I'll have seafood/tofu soup everyday if it meant that I'll get to laugh as much or feel as bonded to my family as I do during the annual steamboat meet-up.
• Being overstuffed by my older cuzs, uncles and aunties who try to give me my year's supply of food till the next family gathering (which is a fortnight away!). *pats tummy*
• Openhouse! Having the entire group of family friends descend upon our home bearing warmth, laughter and even more goodies! *smiles* What's truly amazing, is that the friendship of our parents from when they were sweet 16 has been carried forward into the next generation-- us! My only wish is that we stay true to the bonds of friendship which has weathered the decades of life. :)
• Remebering how blessed I am by those who've become a part of me! Gurlfriends, y'all rawk!
• Love. ;)

Faithfulness is not measured in terms of success, but in terms of commitment.

I get the blues every Tuesday when I realize that I have to make my way back to Timbaktu Hostel. NTU is far-out. I don't mean this in the sense that it is a radical, mind-blowing funky skool. I mean it in the sense that it is located so far west, I am closer to JB than I am to 99% of Singapore's civilization. If ever you wish to know the value of a good location, come stay a week with me in NTU. Maybe then you'd have a better appreciation of land prices in 'prime location' i.e. the heart of civilization.

Home comforts: 

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my Yaya's cooking. It rawks my aappetite. At home, I eat proper meals, simply cos they taste way better than the junk I usually subsist on in skool (oreos, chocolate, kopi-si-kosong). In skool, I don't know how they call half the food they sell there, well,  food.

my lovely bed. I can roll around in it, hug all my stuffies w/o worrying about falling off the bed. I pity my roomie cos I tend to throw things in my sleep and kick around a lot when stressed (i.e. majority of the school term). I think the reason she places a net around her bed is more than to keep mosquitoes out. I'm sure its a viable defence shield of sorts against my flying pillows. *blushes*

having friends and family so nearby. I miss the gurls so much when I'm there; I feel so isolated. I hate the fact that going out and coming back in again is so darn tedious. plus the fact that I'm so darn lazy. I miss having waffles with Fir on Tues nites! I miss Siglap so much on a Tues nite! *pouts* oh well.

This weekend, I smiled...

When I saw the flowers from you.

Roses for love.

Lilies to show me that you listened and still remember.

You made my day.

Making the right decision with you,

and knowing that I am not alone in walking this path.

There are many paths to happiness,

and I am sure that we will

be able to make this journey together.

The journey can only make us stronger,

the reward sweeter. :)

I have

faith

love

2006. It's so fast, where have all the years flew to? I still remember partying with Fir & co. for millenium... it has been 6 years since then. so fast, yet so long. in these 6 years, I have learnt so much, experienced so many new things... and yet when I return to the same group of people, it's almost as if time has stood still. The warmth, the easy laughter, the ridiculous escapades (walking the expressway at 2a.m. in the morning, in the wrong direction. REALLY.), the friendship. Just the happiness and sense of familiarity & security I feel around the people I hold dear, no matter how long we've been apart-- We pick up from where we left off. That's the one thing that time has not changed. For that, I say thank YOU. Yes, some have come and gone, but thru it all, I remain thankful for those friendships that have stood the test of time. In a short 2 years time, I will be graduating and getting ready to join the workforce. That thought scares me. My short helping (not even proper working) stint with RBC has made me realise that skool really is just a comfortable place where we wait on the sidelines before our turn to go out onto the playing field when our turn rolls around. Yet, the independence (true in all sense of the word) excites me. Exhilarating & scary at the same time. Yet, for every time I start to let my fears overwhelm me, I look to HIM and those that I have been blessed with to teach me how to love, and be loved in return. :)

oops, Fir got cut out. But here's us once again ushering in 2006 with fantastically beautiful fireworks at the Esplanade! *smiles*