The little spring in my step which I carried over from 2008 to 2009 seems to be here to stay. While we're one week to the next semester, I'm maximising all the time I can afford to spend time with people I love. The new school semester is always fraught with new challenges and obstacles, so this final week's to recharge my batteries and oil my gears before diving into another stretch of 4 antagonizing months. The gurlies, the JC best mates, the primary school lost-and-found classmates, the uni friends, the family and, of course, Jack. Time spent with them is never enough, and goodbyes often have to end with fighting back tears and the urge to spend another minute with them. But I know the love, no matter the distance, will be here to stay and multiply.
Recounting today, I had a 10-lap lazy swim with Jack, with the dark clouds beckoning at us to get our asses out. Haha. And guess what I had for lunch? Chicken rice! Without the chicken, of course. The nostalgic blend of chicken stock, garlic, ginger, onions and pandan leaves left me craving for more, if not for the fact that I've already busted my tummy's capacity for lunch. Got egg tarts for the family's supper, and bused back to Jack's home. Mythbusters on Youtube, watching Jack playing some shooting game which I refuse to lay my hands on, checking my bidding. Then it was down to Toa Payoh for dinner and Bedtime Stories. They had couple couches! But God knows how many people have sat there and when was the last time the couches were cleaned. Haha. But it was a funny movie and, you know, sometimes, if you'd just dare to dream a little more, what you wish for may really come true. But only if you work for it. So that's lovely 2nd January 2009 with Jack.
Oh God. 12.03am. I'm so dead.
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