Sunday, May 23, 2010

Maybe when you reach 23, you start thinking if you’ll ever fall in love. But the cynical side of me always shoots that idea down, because if you can fall in love, you can just as easily fall out of it. The thought only came up after reading someone’s blog and after listening to Taylor Swift. I cringe whenever I feel myself wishing maybe there’ll be that someone special soon. BUT, have been thinking that it’s just awfully self-centered of me. I would like to be able to show love to the people around me in tangible ways. I would like to shower more words of encouragement and do stuff without expecting anything in return. It’s a high call, it’s going to be tough, but I’d still like to start doing that more anyway. Without expecting anything in return will be the hardest part of the bargain. HA. Do it anyway.

One cycle around the sun- one year of seeing blessings, those everyday miracles, one year of roughing it out, of those times where what I really wanted to do was merge with the couch or now, my bed. It is 10:34 and I feel sleepy despite taking a 2 hour nap in the afternoon. My room is still in a mess, I still have an oxy-moronic obsession with kitchen cleanliness.

Last year, at this time, I was in the midst of car honking, missionaries…on the eve of turning 22 I spent it lapping someone’s hospitality-opening his doors to us to stay over for the night. I slept next to egg-shells which was wonderful, cause someone offered the best food he could give. I remember people having a small party for me, complete with balloons, smarties, chips and mosquitoes on the balcony bathing under the stars.

Will I remember my 23^rd birthday? To be honest, I don’t like having big parties. I don’t like being fussed about or being the centre of attention. I only do it cause it makes other people happy. I would be happy having dinner or something with close friends. And that would be more than enough.

Anyway, Lucy really sheds a lot of fur. Just like how I shed a lot of hair. We’re also greedy creatures. Bad for me- it doesn’t take too much to be able to dig out that tub of ice cream from the fridge. She on the other hand has to kill her own rabbit or bird if she wants to eat extras. Otherwise, she waits for Bill to say ‘okay’. We share the space in front of the fire place; it’s half a space each. When I run, she makes sure she’s in front of me, but still stops to make sure I’m not too far away. That competitive streak is in the both of us. HA. Ngmh ngmh ngmh.

This was written a few days before 21st of may.

My birthday went fine, though it wasn't what i would have wanted. I liked the company though, and i liked people being there and having fun. the yeos went to a whole lot of trouble to get the space organised, and get food ready and stuff like. :) thank you to everyone who thought of me, who wished me.

I like the picture up there. jie looks so happy and content even though this part was a side track to looking for the rose garden.

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Sunday, May 23, 2010

Maybe when you reach 23, you start thinking if you’ll ever fall in love. But the cynical side of me always shoots that idea down, because if you can fall in love, you can just as easily fall out of it. The thought only came up after reading someone’s blog and after listening to Taylor Swift. I cringe whenever I feel myself wishing maybe there’ll be that someone special soon. BUT, have been thinking that it’s just awfully self-centered of me. I would like to be able to show love to the people around me in tangible ways. I would like to shower more words of encouragement and do stuff without expecting anything in return. It’s a high call, it’s going to be tough, but I’d still like to start doing that more anyway. Without expecting anything in return will be the hardest part of the bargain. HA. Do it anyway.

One cycle around the sun- one year of seeing blessings, those everyday miracles, one year of roughing it out, of those times where what I really wanted to do was merge with the couch or now, my bed. It is 10:34 and I feel sleepy despite taking a 2 hour nap in the afternoon. My room is still in a mess, I still have an oxy-moronic obsession with kitchen cleanliness.

Last year, at this time, I was in the midst of car honking, missionaries…on the eve of turning 22 I spent it lapping someone’s hospitality-opening his doors to us to stay over for the night. I slept next to egg-shells which was wonderful, cause someone offered the best food he could give. I remember people having a small party for me, complete with balloons, smarties, chips and mosquitoes on the balcony bathing under the stars.

Will I remember my 23^rd birthday? To be honest, I don’t like having big parties. I don’t like being fussed about or being the centre of attention. I only do it cause it makes other people happy. I would be happy having dinner or something with close friends. And that would be more than enough.

Anyway, Lucy really sheds a lot of fur. Just like how I shed a lot of hair. We’re also greedy creatures. Bad for me- it doesn’t take too much to be able to dig out that tub of ice cream from the fridge. She on the other hand has to kill her own rabbit or bird if she wants to eat extras. Otherwise, she waits for Bill to say ‘okay’. We share the space in front of the fire place; it’s half a space each. When I run, she makes sure she’s in front of me, but still stops to make sure I’m not too far away. That competitive streak is in the both of us. HA. Ngmh ngmh ngmh.

This was written a few days before 21st of may.

My birthday went fine, though it wasn't what i would have wanted. I liked the company though, and i liked people being there and having fun. the yeos went to a whole lot of trouble to get the space organised, and get food ready and stuff like. :) thank you to everyone who thought of me, who wished me.

I like the picture up there. jie looks so happy and content even though this part was a side track to looking for the rose garden.

5:00 AM | back to top