general, self reflectionJuly 1, 2008 2:40 pm

Things have been good, thanks, you who cared.

I’ve also learnt recently, that when you are all well and happy, you are a nobody. Nobody cares to discuss you. People only want to know more about you when bad things (or so they think) happen to you. Suddenly, you are the most interesting person in the world.

But who cares when there are better people in the world standing up for you - behind your back.

On another note, I forget that I am a teacher when 90% of my work consists editing, meeting people, emailing and calling.

Until the lines of death on the pile of essays next to me start to form a sinister smile.

self reflectionMay 16, 2008 11:23 pm

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self reflection, being an urbaniteMay 14, 2008 11:07 pm

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain — and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
O luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

~Robert Frost

As I shared with a friend my relationship with the city, he directed me to this.

As I read it, my heart skipped a beat.

Does yours skip too, you city dweller you?

friends, self reflectionMay 6, 2008 8:01 am

Over the weekend, my girlfriends have shown me again and again that true friends stand by your side in times of need. Even when you tell them that there is no need to do so. Packing up my things till 3am on a Saturday night, listening to my incessant whines over the weeks, sending heartwarming messages throughout the weekend, offering a place to crash, and the list goes on.

"Thank you" is hardly sufficient.

So I’ve moved out, and it’d be another 3 weeks before I can move into my new place and call it home. In the meantime, work continues to be crazy, but thanks to all the help I got over the weekend, I can finally concentrate on it proper now.

Oh, and if I were a punter, I’d look for those ‘number’ books (the ones with the lottery numbers indicated with every item imaginable?) and look up the lottery number for an orange. I had a very smooth, efficient and pleasant experiences with both my lease agent and self-storage space operator. Coincidentally, both companies have the word ‘orange’ in their names :)

Back to work now - thinking of martinis and steak sandwiches at Morton’s :P

self reflectionMay 1, 2008 5:07 pm

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self reflectionApril 21, 2008 11:38 pm

But Eason Chan’s songs have really accompanied me throughout these few weeks. Thanks to lyricists like 林夕, I’ve practically done some practical criticisms on some of his songs, where Eason Chan’s voice alone was enough to move me to tears. And then when I find out more about what that particular lyric means, I’d be moved even further.

Latest obsession: 绵绵

Tell me if the lazy yet melancholic voice of his doesn’t move you - even if you don’t understand Cantonese?

Every day, I thank God for good friends around me who are looking out for me. To a certain extent I am quite used to being alone now - I hope he will get used to it to, at where he is. Today as I was doing my groceries, I passed by the flowers section at Cold Storage - I had forgotten how roses smelt like.

I didn’t want to leave the flower section.

But yet I didn’t want to buy the roses, simply because I didn’t want to see them wither and wilt away.

self reflectionMarch 17, 2008 10:55 pm

16 March was just like any other day. Not that birthdays have ceased to carry meaning. Cliched as it is, it is with whom you celebrate it that lends some meaning to it. It began on Friday night with a quiet dinner with Justin and Phing. Saturday morning saw Justin trooping down to the wet market at 830am to get ingredients for Sarawak laksa - yes he made it from scratch (save the laksa paste)! Had a few friends over for a small laksa party - some new-found ones, some old, dear ones - and I really appreciated the presence of each and every one of them.

After blowing off the ONE candle off my birthday cakeS (yes, Phing and Phong got me two cakes, bless them), we went to Top One KTV. The name makes the place sound really dodgy but really - this is officially our favourite karaoke place now :)

Midnight came and went with more wishes - there is nothing more I could ask for, really :)

Okay, maybe just one more thing - but it was granted as well. Ernie called me to wish me a happy birthday! For the first time!

This birthday also saw me attending a wake and receiving news of another death, and a full moon party. I think the least, the very least I could do as a friend, because I can’t do anything else, is to just see a friend and to see if she is okay, to let her know that everyone around her loves her so.

I turned to James 4:14 (after a long absence) on my birthday:

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.

So, as I turned 26, I learned to appreciate my life a little more, and to cherish the people around me a lot more.

self reflectionFebruary 29, 2008 5:21 pm

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friends, self reflection, homeFebruary 8, 2008 7:15 pm

Is an extra day at home.

Which, unfortunately, is a luxury I cannot afford at this point of time.

Unlike some of my contemporaries (I sound funny) I genuinely look forward to CNY every year. Not the annoying relatives but the general atmosphere of 团圆, getting together with my own family, meeting up with friends that I only see once or twice a year.

My memories of CNY include a meal on the eve, lounging around with the TV till past midnight, cos that’s the way it is supposed to be. The first day of CNY would begin with the new year wishes for the parents, and we’d have vegetarian food whole day. And the day also began with the whole family watching TVB’s live telecast of their CNY event. And then there’d be people coming to visit. And me joining friends to visit others.

It’s different this year, but I still like it, nonetheless. The reunion dinner this year was a very healthy (think organic veggies, fish, assorted fishball stuff, tofu, chicken, the works) steamboat dinner with a neighbour.  And I went out to meet some Sam Chai classmates for a drink at Old Town (where else these days right?) and later on at Rum Jungle. It is really heartwarming meeting them cos though we probably last saw each other like 13-14 years ago, this annual get-together makes us feel like we’ve never really parted. Granted, we are all so different now, but we were a united class, we were. I am meeting up with more of them later. can’t wait!

Then of course there are the AMC girls tomorrow night, and meeting up with Ling tomorrow too.

We are also visiting as a family this year - haven’t done that for some time. Thanks to Someone Up There, Ernie is finally understanding what CNY means and is now willing to go through visitations with us. Went to 6 homes yesterday. We were all so stoned at the end of the day! But I was also surprised to find that many families don’t visit as a family these days, as teenagers refuse to join their parents, and the older kids have their own programmes. I think I am a stickler for traditions such that I’ve always joined my parents for these visits and I know I’d definitely insist that my own kids do the same in the future.

To a certain extent, I really think the ones who are more nostalgic and the ones who want to meet up the most are the ones who have left. I am definitely one of them and since I left 5 years ago, I’ve always been uber enthusiastic about setting up meetings and stuff. While it is true that at every stage of your life, you will inevitably have different friends (what would I do in Singapore without the D3 girls to go through college and now adult life with me I don’t know). 

But this year, I have come to a realisation that not everyone shares this sentiment. There are some friends whom you meet only once a year and you can just pick up where you left off last year. There are some friends whom you can keep in touch with just a few times a year and still you are up to date with each others’ lives. And there are also some friends whom you still hold dearly, but you’d have to come to the realisation that everyone’s needs have become different, and that maybe you just don’t belong anymore (or you have never belonged at all).

I think I was slightly down during my first day home but after talking to Justin about it, and doing some thinking of my own, I think I’ve learnt much from this experience. What matters is not how many different groups you meet up with during these seasons (not that it should ever matter!),  but the value of these meetings. It sounds superficial but I think at this point of time, I’ll just appear where I am apparently missed. Where people would actually ask, "Where’s sze?". Not "what is she doing here?".

On another note, I am still hoping for my voice to resurface! David has given me a simple formula - hope it works!

And I am missing all the action in Singapore as well! Can’t wait to meet up with the girls and of course SAF too! 

Happy Lunar New Year to the few of you reading!

p/s I’ve finally found a connection between guys I find attractive: Eason Chan, Jamie Oliver and the boy. They all exude the big boy charm :)   Okay can smack me silly now!

self reflectionJanuary 16, 2008 8:26 pm

talking to him on the phone only to find out that he is at the supermarket, shopping for groceries.

coming home to find a homecooked meal ready.

having the dinner served to you as you veg out in front of the tv.

and finding out later that he bought ice cream cos he knew that you’d have a craving after the meal.

Now….to get him to do the dishes as well……:P