It had been a long time since I last blogged. There are so many things to blog about, yet I have no idea where to start, how to start and probably when to start. To summarise, it is all about friends made, friends visited, friends left, friends returned, still friends. Somehow, there were so many welcomes and farewells that I lost track of time and my own track of thoughts. I have reached another anchor point of my life and in a way, I feel that my ship has speeded too fast such that before I know it, things have to come to an end. I wish time would move slower (of course, to preserve my youth as well) and that we could just have more time to appreciate others.

I can't help but wonder if it is the pace of Singapore's society or otherwise. On top of moving in systems and bulks, no one really bothers about the other side of us that we need to enrich and grow. It is like, no one will ever build a garden with flowers using Lego bricks. Perhaps factories and probably cranes, never a garden or trees. We are all like squares and rectangles. I want to travel and experience how life can be different for me when put in another environment. It is not so much on being somebody you dream of becoming, but discovering something about yourself that you have never given thoughts on. Perhaps that is the best part about travelling alone.
I brought it up to Dad this morning and he said that no matter what, he would send me abroad for further studies. I was discussing with a very knowledgeble God-of-fortune-like director about exploring overseas and he told me to study abroad. He said it would be an eye-opener and I can't wait to set off. Life is wonderful when you have people around you to advise, support and depend (sometimes) on.

I want my life back.

I just came back from a holiday and my mind is whirling with the excitment of all the events from the trip. It was my virgin trip alone and that experience alone made a mark in my life. I think Singapore is too small and routined for my liking. I love Singapore, cross my heart and hope to die. I guess I am more independant when there is no one for me to depend on. I got to meet Flora and her family, and to experience life in a very slow paced setting. The simplicity above all the hustle and bustle in Singapore took me 2 days to get used to. I actually feel that time crawls in Sabah. The timberland after 4 hours of bumpity ride on the road, the number of palm trees that is beyond imagination, the weather, the people... Everything seems like a dream that I am so reluctant to let it go. I am so worried that once I sleep, I will forget some parts of the experience. That explains my inertia to go to bed.

I made 2 new friends from US on my way back. I would say that is the highlight of the whole trip because I was the one who approached others. It is amazing how we share the same interest and thoughts. On top of all the difference in physical appearance and accent, we just click. Life is so amazing and I think God is at work. Our perceptions towards life, religion, culture... Now everything just felt like a dream. I am amazed by myself for going out to dinner and returning home real late just to spend some time with 2 people that I know less than 24 hours. I probably wouldn't even do that for any others that I know for 2 years if they are not worthed it.

Life has never been that exciting. I feel like I am given a chance to be born again.