Life after death

Harlow boys an girls, yes, finally a blog up after what, one year plus? oh dear, i wonder if any of my frens will actually see this blog. haha, i'm sure the bulk of them, if not all, have given up on me.

well, strange to say, i'm blogging during one of the busiest periods of my life. (well, dun argue with me, rem i said before, it's easier to make a phone call than to write and wait for people to chance upon your blog?)

Anyway, let's have a tiny update on what's been going round during this year.

I've just recently been back from a Bintan trip (yes, even though i'm whining about being busy in just a bit). Boy, and I thot Singapore was hot! Bintan was like...sizzling. Never been there before then. It's not a bad place to visit after all. We went snorkelling (I had this fluke of me initially swimming mistakenly towards shore, instead of out to sea), saw some fishes, shopping at a tiny shopping town/village called Pasar Oleh Oleh, and had massages. (I didn't feel particularly refreshed after the massages though, strange to say)

But overall, I think it's quite nice to just drift out of Singapore for a little time-out every now and then. Looking forward to my next weekend getaway. God knows when.

I just had my first vote yesterday! Though it probably wasn't made with the wisest mind (I didn't bother keeping up with everything the candidates said). It'll be better next time!

I changed work again, if you guys haven already known. No long working behind the cams, but begging people to come with their cams. Haha... well, not sure whether that sounds like the right move. The work is horrendous. But like I said to my bf, i sure am tempted to go back to a comfy life, but I just had to give myself a year or two to see what I can do with my so-called life. See how far and how much I can achieve. If you never try, you will never know. I always rationalise, did I study that hard to be, like my bf said, just a statistic when I grow up? I remember the times when I used to be comfortably just doing routine drills everyday, and shopping without a care in the world. But I was always wondering everyday then, what is the significance of my life. I had self-proclaimed my brain to be dead too. so even though it's not that great to be worrying about work every day now, at least I know I'm doing something and thinking hard every day.

I hope that those of you who happens upon this are also living out your lives fulfillingly. The going's tough, but it's worth it, as long as you know when to start and stop.