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hear the whisperings of the wind... feel the cool, icy embrace of water of loneliness see all the colours of the wind and of my heart, that is for you to discover
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Monday, December 20, 2004
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back from M'sia, and on holiday again hello! first of all, before I begin, to the people who commented on my previous post (renyi, shao, nic, liewqi): thanks, you made my day. really glad to hear from you.. I just returned from my family's trip to M'sia (10 to 18 Dec). Compared to NZ, it of course pales in terms of colour and excitement. Nevertheless, I still enjoyed the trip. It was a pleasant and welcome respite from the monotony and routine of life in Singapore, and provided a break from the routines and schedule that I am so used to. First of all I must explain that it was a driving journey (by car) all the way to the northernmost tip of Malaysia -- Perlis, stopping at Kuala Lumpur, Alor Setar, then on the way back, Ipoh. It was as much the process of getting there as the stops, if not more. And it was this sitting in the car with my family, watching the varying scenery unfold through the car window, listening to music, that provided me the opportunity to meditate and reflect on events and people. And I understood why my Dad insists on an annual family (driving) trip to Malaysia, each year. Yesterday, I attended my cousin's wedding-cum-housewarming-lunch. The buffet was rather good, but as time wore on, again I felt that I was separating from my elder cousins. Ah, well. That's life, sad as it may be. After which, I went back with my cousins, and I'm staying at my cousins' house with my sis till Sat, when we will celebrate Christmas together. Let me enjoy my time here. :-) Thursday, December 02, 2004
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photos. Went swimming again today, right after it rained. The water's nice and cool, but somehow I still miss the "refreshingly chilly" water in New Zealand. And speaking of New Zealand, I've just gotten back the printouts of the photographs I took with my digicam. As I hold these photographs in my hands, looking at one picture after another, nostalgia overwhelms me yet again. The people, the places, the activities. They all linger in my mind, spectres playing again and again, their images confounding reality. Days just seem so rather monotonous now. So slow. So routine. So...lonely. Somehow, I miss the being with my friends (especially that special clique of people) more than being in New Zealand itself. I haven't been to any single gatherings (except the debrief at Nanyang) ever since I came back. Do I consciously build a wall around myself? If so, how ironic, in view of the fact that I try, or at least want to build a bridge instead. I just went to my cousin's house recently. Somehow the place which I enjoyed staying at the most in my childhood has lost its appeal to me... My cousins are mostly not at home. Or they're too old to play with me. They've grown up and left me behind. NS is evil. Growing up is evil. Merry Christmas, everyone. Enjoy your holidays. Don't forget me.
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