This has to be one of the quieter Christmases I have celebrated. I'm not complaining. It's in fact something I like. A quiet christmas with time for deeper bonds to be built, and a reunion for old friends.
23rd December - I bumped into Lokhie at Raffles City...we just stared at each other and went, you look familiar!!! After that, we just talked non-stop...asking about bhupi, spence and the other usual suspects. These were the closer friends I had in my secondary school days. I still remember our cosy corner that we always hung out at, and the times where we just yak yak yak at our canteen..from teachers, to bitching about one another, to bgr, to our dreams, opinions and the nots..but institutions kept us apart..will have to work at rebuilding these relationships. It was GOOD to meet Lokhie again....malay/malay lit teacher in the making! Ha!
24th December - A night out at Pasta Fresca, Clarke Quay, spent with my fellow brothers and sisters with the theme, Wild Wild West! Didn't really look too cowgirlish, yet it was quite a fun time together. Getting to know a new friend better, and also to spend it together with my other friends. I called it a day early. Somehow, didn't really want to roam the streets and do the countdown. Am I getting old? Ha..
25th December - A day for RnR. Caught up on my beauty sleep. The day unfolds with time with family, and time to exercise! All those alcohol that I took? I believe it's adding on to the numbers on the scale. Sheesh. Also, a time to think, pen down my thoughts, and prepare for the new year ahead!
Monday, December 25, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Getaway@BINTAN 16-17 Dec
SR, Min, PJ and I got ourselves to Bintan last Saturday. It was a wonderful time of pampering ourselves. From the moment we stepped onto the ferry, we were letting our hair loose and just soaking in the holiday mood. Mainly, we wanted to get to the spa and try out some seasports.
We reached Tanjong Pinang at around 11:15am ID time. Indonesia's an hour behind us. It sort of made the day feel that tad bit longer.
The bus took us from the ferry terminal to our resort. It was quite funny. I was thinking why the "guide" who brought us to the bus didn't say anything much. Until this tai-tai looking lady got off the bus, did he finally open his mouth to talk to us. That lady, was the boss! He was apprehensive of speaking, as he was afraid that his boss will laugh at his broken mandarin! Haha...
Later, when he did talk, he talked quite a fair bit. We came to the understanding that the people there mainly spoke Teochew....haha...my dialect....Bahasa Indon and bits of english and mandarin. The town size's only a few hundred thousand, which explains why the place was all filled with shanty towns, and NO shopping malls (the part which min, our shopping queen was not really excited about) as there would not be sufficient market for the viability.
A lot of the architecture there were kept simple, and mainly wooden. All kampung-like. The main mode of transport - bikes. It's somewhat similar to Thailand and Malaysia. One bike can be a transport for up to 4 people (1 adult, 3 children).
The people whom we met were ultra friendly, and my guess was that we were tourists and those kind of outrightly spottable kind of tourists. The service was superb! They covered our needs very well, machiam personal assistant. The guys at the reception helped us plan our itinerary, provided prompt transport service, morning calls (more than one, to make sure we were awake!), and umbrella service at our doorstep to ensure we didn't get wet due to the rain whilst crossing over a short path, and the list goes on. It's very worth it, for the amount we paid. We felt like princesses!
We tried the banana boat - tugged by the motor boat in front of us. Those guys made sure that we fell in the water! sheesh. PJ tried snorkling!
Finally, we did our long-awaited Spa! It was great - they practically scrubbed you from head to toe, massaged practically all your nerve points. Never felt so relaxed and released! How nice, if it never ended! It was quite funny also. That, however, I will keep it under wraps.
Overall, it was a memorable getaway! I wouldn't mind going back there. Probably when I start to crave for my next Spa treatment again...now, I'm rejuvenated, recharged, and renewed! Time for the next lap of work and play in the upcoming season!
We reached Tanjong Pinang at around 11:15am ID time. Indonesia's an hour behind us. It sort of made the day feel that tad bit longer.
The bus took us from the ferry terminal to our resort. It was quite funny. I was thinking why the "guide" who brought us to the bus didn't say anything much. Until this tai-tai looking lady got off the bus, did he finally open his mouth to talk to us. That lady, was the boss! He was apprehensive of speaking, as he was afraid that his boss will laugh at his broken mandarin! Haha...
Later, when he did talk, he talked quite a fair bit. We came to the understanding that the people there mainly spoke Teochew....haha...my dialect....Bahasa Indon and bits of english and mandarin. The town size's only a few hundred thousand, which explains why the place was all filled with shanty towns, and NO shopping malls (the part which min, our shopping queen was not really excited about) as there would not be sufficient market for the viability.
A lot of the architecture there were kept simple, and mainly wooden. All kampung-like. The main mode of transport - bikes. It's somewhat similar to Thailand and Malaysia. One bike can be a transport for up to 4 people (1 adult, 3 children).
The people whom we met were ultra friendly, and my guess was that we were tourists and those kind of outrightly spottable kind of tourists. The service was superb! They covered our needs very well, machiam personal assistant. The guys at the reception helped us plan our itinerary, provided prompt transport service, morning calls (more than one, to make sure we were awake!), and umbrella service at our doorstep to ensure we didn't get wet due to the rain whilst crossing over a short path, and the list goes on. It's very worth it, for the amount we paid. We felt like princesses!
We tried the banana boat - tugged by the motor boat in front of us. Those guys made sure that we fell in the water! sheesh. PJ tried snorkling!
Finally, we did our long-awaited Spa! It was great - they practically scrubbed you from head to toe, massaged practically all your nerve points. Never felt so relaxed and released! How nice, if it never ended! It was quite funny also. That, however, I will keep it under wraps.
Overall, it was a memorable getaway! I wouldn't mind going back there. Probably when I start to crave for my next Spa treatment again...now, I'm rejuvenated, recharged, and renewed! Time for the next lap of work and play in the upcoming season!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Sometimes I wish....
Thought I would like to write about something like this. Though many times I am practical at heart, yet, there are times when I do wish and hope for miracles to happen. Sometimes, I just wish that I could just stay at some sea-facing house, and do nothing much all day except to cycle to a nearby charitable organisation to spend time with the people there, whilst pursuing my interests in arts, writing and even cooking.
At times when I am bored, I could just pick up my guitar and croon to the waters...okay, that's just a dream. My phone just rang, and I have to rush for my next appointment.
Bubble burst....
At times when I am bored, I could just pick up my guitar and croon to the waters...okay, that's just a dream. My phone just rang, and I have to rush for my next appointment.
Bubble burst....
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
CrossRoads
It's been five years. Five years of a clearer understanding of why I am here, why I am created this way, why the decision I made five years ago was and still is the best decision that I can ever make in my lifetime.
Five years on, I ask myself, if I would still wish to continue on this journey in this particular place, in this particular time and space. Somehow, five years ain't that long, yet, it ain't that short either. I had countless memories in these five years. Some of it, I would never wish to give it up, even though it had much pain. I could say, the tears I shed are probably the most worth it ones in these five years.
Much things have come along the way, with the blessings of the One who loves me the most. Yet because of the circumstances and experiences I have, I wonder to myself, of how I should continue to run the race that I am in. Do I wish to change tracks? Do I wish to change the partnerships I have? What is best?
The lure and enticement of other things have seem to come into the picture. What seemed to be a simple, clear cut decision is now clouded by the naggings in the heart of what do I really want? Is this how I wish to live my life?
The answers should come soon, I believe. It's another major decision. What would the next lap of life be like? The journey into the sixth year, seems a daunting one..somehow, I can sense it.
Five years on, I ask myself, if I would still wish to continue on this journey in this particular place, in this particular time and space. Somehow, five years ain't that long, yet, it ain't that short either. I had countless memories in these five years. Some of it, I would never wish to give it up, even though it had much pain. I could say, the tears I shed are probably the most worth it ones in these five years.
Much things have come along the way, with the blessings of the One who loves me the most. Yet because of the circumstances and experiences I have, I wonder to myself, of how I should continue to run the race that I am in. Do I wish to change tracks? Do I wish to change the partnerships I have? What is best?
The lure and enticement of other things have seem to come into the picture. What seemed to be a simple, clear cut decision is now clouded by the naggings in the heart of what do I really want? Is this how I wish to live my life?
The answers should come soon, I believe. It's another major decision. What would the next lap of life be like? The journey into the sixth year, seems a daunting one..somehow, I can sense it.
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