reflections

when i try to look back on the year, i come up empty. sure there are photos to remind me; visiting the states with sister-in-law, celebrating cael's birthday, going to perth and sydney with my parents, reunion with friends and cousins, celebrating dad's birthday in phuket, jack's family visiting. but yet it still leaves an empty feeling. like i've wasted yet another year. what do i want to do with mine? what makes a year worth living? what fills up the soul and heart? these are questions that i need to ponder for 2013. if going abroad is not the answer to the question, then is staying? does the answer lie within me? what do i need to do? charity? nurture the soul and the spirit? i hope this time next year my reflection will be more fulfilling.

p/s: i've forgotten to mention the passing of a dear friend, june. she is so very sorely missed. 2012 was also about regrets - of not meeting up with her when i still had the chance. may she rest in peace and her memory in our hearts.

christmas eve

so many years ago we tried prego hilton for christmas eve diner. we didn't like it. so many years later, we try it again. we still didn't like it. why did the lesson not stick? overpriced and not the least bit delicious. sometimes we are more entranced with the idea, the illusion, the imagination. to us christmas eve dinner should always be cosy, warm, dimly-lit, good music playing softly in the background, several courses of western meal served slowly over the night so that we can chat and bond. prego fits that. perhaps next time we'll learn to pay attention to what's inside, rather than just skin deep. still, christmas is just not christmas if we're having chinese seafood, steamboat, thai food or japanese. i guess i'll never learn....it'll be even better with chestnuts roasting  over the fire, marshmallows bobbing up and down ina  cup of hot chocolate and snowflakes falling outside the window. i'm a die-hard romantic - so sue me!

1 dream down, gazillions more to go

a bowl of wanton noodle - so many years in wanting. i've finally had the chance to try it. it was good, not spectacular, not amazing, definitely not on par with it's fame and name. but finally being able to achieve one dream - that is what it's all about *-*

choice

making something from scratch is so satisfying. attending an event which is a break from the routine is so memorable. if only the path of my life taken was the one after my heart. i'm not without dreams. i'm not without passion, i have since comprehend. i'm just without choice.

dustbusters

26 days since the maid has gone back for holiday. 25 days left. it's a good time in my life. finally getting the workout that i so badly needed. if there's something dirty in your house, who you gonna call?

DUSTBUSTERS!! =D