It's Time

Did loads of travel this year... some because of work and some short holidays. Been to Dublin, Edinburgh, Lisbon, Barcelona, Paris, Hamburg, Washington, Channel Islands, Amsterdam, but have never been back home, Singapore.

It's time. It's been too long.

To spend some time with my family, see my nan, catch up with all my friends... friends coming back from afar... family and friends that I've not seen for almost two years.

It's time. Its been too long.

Really worked hard this year. New role. More responsibilities. Still have tons to do tomorrow. Have not had a proper break at all. Need some time off to just chill and switch off.

It's time. It's been too long.

Friends Menu

There are many different types of friends one can have in a life time.

There are ones whom you are very close and best of mates with for a while but couldn't withstand the test of time... you drifted apart.

There are ones whom you will never be close to because there's nothing in common between both of you.

There are ones whom I'll classify as acquaintances, but after all these years of absence and just because you are now Facebook friends, suddenly you're best pals and unusual requests starts flowing through... I don't think so!

Than there are friends you are destined to be friends with forever long! Regardless of the amount of time you spent together, where you are and who you are... you can speak to anytime, pick up a conversation that was left months ago, updating each other's lives like repeats of a drama series, laugh at each other's silliness, share each other's secrets and keep it, will not let go of any chance of teasing each other's growing up fashion fau pax, know the context even before one speaks, understand and support each other regardless, getting into trouble together and covering each other, look after and be there for each other when one needs, see each other's flaws as just who we are... and many many more.

The scene is set... my Mum with her neighbourhood friends and my aunties... Sitting in Mum's kitchen or chatting over a cup of kopi in a coffee shop, laughing and exchanging daily news of each other. Giving each other advices. Sharing tales and experiences of their lives.

I'm very pleased that I have friends that I can do the same. Be it here in London, Singapore, Hong Kong or even Shanghai! I have friends whom I can call me own.

Silent Words

For the first time after a long long while and this is true... I had the biggest urge this morning to say that three special words. The three words that will sum up the feelings I have. The same three words that also got myself into trouble before.

It was not impulsive. It was not irrational. It was not meant to please this time.

Had a very sociable weekend with both our group of friends. Was a totally enjoyable time. Loads to eat, drink, banters and laughter. We spoke, we laughed, we walked, we rested, we held each other, we slept. No matter where we were... our gazes, our hands and touches will always find each other. We became closer.

Waking up this morning in that warm embraced. I felt those words in me. They were lingering in my mouth and in my heart. That warm feeling, not just from the body heat but was coming within. I can feel the words at the tip of my mouth.

But I held back... Maybe its not the right time. By saying them might just spoil everything. What if it's just me alone all along? Getting way ahead again?

Now him close to me. I can feel his heat against me. His broad shoulders moving up and down with his calm breathing. The bed was still. I instead held him to me, resting my face on his back. Held as tight as I could but hopefully not to wake him. He did instantly turned around, looked at me, simply smiled and held me firm and closer to him.

Actions do speak louder than words... those wonderful three silent words.

My Own Prayer

Snap out of it you! You're doing it again! All these doubts and all these unfounded thoughts! Have you not learned your lessons before?!

You've given and not received. You've opened up your heart but only had a closed one back. You had your hopes up and have been let down and disappointed.

And so what?! Big deal! You've had your equal moments of silliness and wild imaginations!

Live for today and only present matters. You should know the good from the bad. You will know when the time is right. You will know! Don't put Bad in. Don't push Good away.

If he can make you laugh out loud and smile in your heart... there must be something good.

Ha Ha Ha

Got woken by a dream this morning, and was trying so so hard not to forget it as it was so special. I dreamt of all of us laughing. Distinctively identifying everyone laughter. Giggling like school girls. Just like the good old days.

The good old days of laughing out loud. The good old days of laughing at simple things. Simple things like something we said, someone on the street, our varied random encounters, experiences & stories, bimbo moments, at ourselves, even with a couple of towels made us laugh! And most important of all... when we were all together.

What happened to us now? When was the last time we laugh till tears come rolling out our eyes? What make us laugh now? What make us even smile now a days?

Are we now too grown up to laugh? Are we all too caught up in this crazy world that we've forgotten how to laugh? Are we so tired of our lives that it's not funny anymore? We're so busy in our lives that laugh was just a dream?

Don't give up. Hang in there. Let's us all have the last laughs in Life.

Men In Skirts

I have to say I am never a big fan of guys dress in skirts. Do nothing for me if you get my drift. But over this weekend, I was invited to attend a ball in Edinburgh. The theme was 60's but you can either show up in your black tie dinner suit or kilts of course!

I've no idea there's this whole particularity and different forms of wearing kilts. Not just from wearing your family tartan, but also choosing of the Prince Charlie Jacket, the Sporrans, Ghillie Brogues, Pins, and even how the shoe laces are supposed to be tied! Was totally ignorant of this whole form of knowledge. And the end result? It was greeat! Not on me of course! I wore my DJ but Daniel did. Nothing feminine at all, in fact on the contrary, very smart, very masculine.

The party was great fun. The company was brilliant and I even had a go at doing the Ceilidh dance. The whole party reminds me of a school prom that I've never been. Very nostalgic music and beautiful ballrooms. Was such a laugh!

And for those of you who are wondering... it is true of what's underneath those kilts ;-)

Drama Queen

For the first time ever I threw my first tantrum in the office.

Was quite funny actually. I am usually very composed and calmed, but I think it's because I've been working in Hamburg over the whole weekend, back in the office today and having to go through loads of incompetent people with silly issues! Spending more time on them and not able to do what I've planned to do today. I just lost it! Tore the documents into pieces, shouted out loud and stormed away from my desk! Everyone kind of just freezed and kept quiet. He he!

There are still loads more to do and I'm again going away for the next two days in Channel Islands, Edinburgh this weekend, Washington next and Amsterdam straight after! There's only 24 hours in a day! I need more time!

But you know what? I'm enjoying it as well... just pray that I'll get enough rest and most importantly not neglect the people around me. Please bear with me.