I write when I am happy. This absence probably says a little something but not really, either. Let’s just say that the past weekend was both the highlight and the lowlight of these few weeks. Highlight being that it was a great weekend back home (yet again) and the lowlight would be the familiar dread I experience on the morning I am due to travel back to Singapore.
Sometimes I wish I could just throw everything away and just go back to my small little town (which is disguised as a city) and lead a nondescript, quiet little life there with my family and friends. As Justin exclaimed at the misty mountains on Friday morning, I asked myself, "What am I doing in Singapore, waking up to the sight of HDB flats every morning?"
And I remember again what my larger plans are and how I should not lose sight.
Yes, I will press on.
This weekend saw me attending a wedding that looked like the perfect wedding dinner. Lovely thank-you speeches, good food, smiling parents, family and friends on the dance floor, you know the works.
Until, of course, I saw for myself how money was indeed the root of all evil.
Oh well, if nothing, what I got out of this wedding was that I am now well equipped to be the angpow-collector-cum-money-counter 
And an offer to "settle" my future wedding dinner(s)!
I love family gatherings
