the magic of Christmas

the Christmas excitement started with a personal invitation from Jim to join his annual Christmas chilling session at his house and topped up with an offer of place to bunk in from Kitty, there’s no reason for me to say no. being the usual ‘thick face’ me, I asked Terry if it’s ok for me to be there just a few days earlier to chill with him. in fact, it was more of an excuse for me to escape from home due to the recent family argument.

stepped into Singapore on Thursday night, it is always a warm welcome from aunty Carrie. the night was very young but I didn’t have appetite for dinner hence I suggested for a drinking session. I guess due to skipping dinner and having too much of drinks, my emotions took over my brain. I just poured everything out about what recently happened in my family to Terry. he practically drove around the whole Singapore just so that I can release myself. and the next thing I knew was I cried until I knocked out.

on an eve of a Christmas Eve, I had to shop around for presents. it was a tiring yet awkward day after what had happened yesterday. but I felt better after saying it out to someone that I think cares for me. a lot of advices was shared with me and it was a bit too much to digest for that day.

on Christmas Eve, I tried to put away the emo side of me and just be jolly. but Terry refused to allow me lying to myself. he drove me around the whole Singapore again (I think) and said something so true that had been hidden inside me all this while. with his words of encouragement, I decided to call home to tell dad and mum my feelings due to the family unpleasant incident. being raised up in a typical Chinese family, we are not used to saying sorry or loving words to each other. it was really tough for me to make this call home to tell them about my feelings but it all turned out well. dad and mum even said sorry to me for what had happened. it’s the first time we spoken so openly. tough conversation but I’m grateful we did it with all the joyful tears. arrived at Jim’s party with a pair of swollen eyes but it didn’t take long for it to heal as there was so much fun and laughter filling up the house. hanging out with this bunch of ex-colleagues-turns-close-friends makes me feel no regret working in DigiMagic for the past 6 years plus.

it’s Christmas day! went to Vivo with Kitty to buy food back home to celebrate with her family. we bought pork knuckle, German sausages and log cake as requested by uncle Lee. spending Christmas with Kitty and her family and seeing the joy in the family although uncle Lee is suffering from a half body stroke, I told myself that the call back home yesterday was priceless and I couldn’t imagine if I didn’t. Christmas night was spent at Jee Chin’s impromptu party. another night of gathering with more ex-colleagues that missed out on Jim’s party.

overslept on the boxing day due to exhaustion from all the previous nights parties. then we rushed out to meet Vander and Pei Pei for our long-promised karaoke session. did a ‘If We Ever Meet Again’ by Katy Perry and Timbaland with Kitty, nailed a ‘Mr Brightside’ by The Killers with Pei Pei and battled the ‘I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing’ by Aerosmith with Vander. after burning all the calories from singing, Kitty brought me and Pei Pei to this new French Restaurant, Antionette, for a nice dinner. I am very impressed with the concept, renovation, ambiance, service, food and even the toilet. everything is perfect.

this year Christmas has meant a lot for me. from having a shoulder to cry on and the call back home and the celebrations with Terry’s and Kitty’s family as well the quality fun time with friends that I seldom get to see but matters to me. yes, it’s the magic of Christmas that has brought me closer and stronger to my family as well to Terry and Kitty. I am really blessed.

a blissful Sunday…

my eyes slowly opened along with the long exhale of the warm air. trying to search for a living sound but besides my own breathing rhythm, it was drop dead silence. then I realized it's the blissful Sunday.
 
refusing to rise up yet, I cuddled myself in my cottony comforter while stretching my body. turned to my right and the digital clock was blinking 11:46 in its usual glowing green. took another long deep inhale with one final body stretching and had my feet landed on the cold marble floor.
 
freshened up, dabbed some moisturizing essence onto my dry skin and made my bed. mind blank, thinking what now? alrite, decided to make myself my all time favorite breakfast. more like a brunch. nutty cereal with dried apricots and soy milk along with a glass of pomegranate juice. loving every munch of it. 
 
back to my freshly spring-cleaned room with a satisfying feeling. I docked my iPhone and selected 'my beach breeze' playlist. while the tune was playing, I jumped onto my ever comfy bed again. perhaps, the perfect mood to continue 'the gift of rain'.
 
afternoon nap crept in without me realizing it. felt asleep with the pages between my fingers and melody playing in the background. the evening heat started to bother me. again, another glance at the clock and it was already blinking 17:56. 
 
what a nice day in my little room. looked outside and the sky was already pitch dark. time for a heartful dinner, I thought. but all I could desire for was simply a cup of steaming coffee. headed to our regular Plan B to satisfy my craving. ordered a duck confit ciabatta and a double shot latte for her, Moroccan lamb meatballs spaghetti and apple mint for him and a classic Caesar salad for sharing. never felt so satisfying over a dinner for quite a while. pleasant food, nice atmosphere and great friend. what more can I ask.
 
back in my tiny room with lappie lying together with me on my bed. typing away on my blog and wishing if only everyday is a Sunday. then life will be so much simpler and happier. now, here’s to end my blissful Sunday... nite...

too fast and furious

November past fast, so fast yet so many things happened…

handover at work was ok, not smooth. but hey, with that lady bossing around and not helping in any situations, nothing will ever get solved... so I count this as a blessing though. farewell was hard. I was so emotional getting farewell wishes from clients, all my lovely comrades (those in Singapore and especially those here) and the ultimate, mr Donald, my love and hate boss. thanks for everything through this six and half years and as what Donald said, it’s not an end but a new beginning.  

life is always full of shits. ugly things happened back at Maluri house. this time was definitely not the day in day out quarrel. I really couldn’t cope with it that's why I decided a hideaway. I don’t know if all these were arranged by the One up there. it was just a week before this that I bumped back into Danny and when this shit happened, the first person that I thought I could run to is him. well, it’s been 5 years ago and we both definitely have changed. so don’t judge me.

it has only been 4 days that I’m out of work but I’m a bit exhausted already. decided to move back to Maluri house for my take-a-break month. things are still not ok and I hate everything about it but I just gotta be selfish and not care about anything else but to enjoy what I’m blessed with now. for the first 2 days, I was occupied with the long delayed wardrobe spring clean and laundry. then followed by a so called celebration clubbing for me, haven’t been drinking that much of a booze and dance like no tomorrow on my heels long long time… but I enjoyed very much. thanks guys, thanks Danny… for unleashing me :)

definitely December will be another fast one but let’s forget about the furious and enjoy the moment…