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Sunday, October 11, 2009

Welcome to my ~DEAD BLOG~..... (*doors opened)

Surprised to actually see an updated? I, myself, am surprise that I would still post any. Well, countless things happened in college, at home, around me.... So much that just don't know where to start. From a carefree me to a dull me, quite a big change hugh! I could hardly hear myself laugh wholeheartedly. Sometimes I really missed the days back in my secondary school, where me and my friends could laugh at the most lamest or dumbest things. We might look like fools, but we had fun. And now, ..... I guess we all grown up. We can no longer make ourselves look like clowns, we have to be all so serious about everything. I guess this is life. We all have to move on....

Speaking of moving on, the morning something miraculously happened. I woke up from a "funny" nightmare, it was around four in the morning, my phone rang. At first, I did not intend to pick it up since it was from a private caller so I intended to press the "ignore" button but I ended up pressing the "accept" button. So, I was left with no choice. The moment after I said hello, there was an awkward pause. Then the caller replied, " Ya, hi. It's been a while." Honestly, at that time I was still in my "morning" state. So, I was thinking, "Who in the world is that? Do I know people that speaks good English?" I thought the caller got the wrong number until they said, "Novelle? Are you still there? Hello? Do you still remember me?" At that moment, I knew exactly who they are. How could I have forgotten that voice? It has been years seen we last contacted and out of no where, they called. I could not believe it. I felt like I was in another dream that just seem very real.

"Ya. I'm still here. You, everything okay there?"
"Yes. Everything's fine. How have you been?"
"More or less fine, I guess. What made you called after so may years?"
"Oh. Er.... I don't know. Hey, I'm now in Singapore. Do you want to meet up and have a chat, like how we used to?"
"Wow. I never thought you would come here. Back for vacation?"
"Actually, I came back two weeks ago and I'm leaving tomorrow."
"Oh. How did you get my number?"
"Well, I asked around."
"I see. How's your sister? She must have a boyfriend by now."
"Yes, she had six actually. This is her seventh one."

Well, we chatted for quite sometime, almost an hour actually, and the content is just more or less the above. Pretty lame, I know. But just don no know what else I can say to them. They kind of caught be by surprise. Before, we ended our conversation, they did ask me out again and truthfully speaking, I really did missed them but I chickened out, I rejected them. And the moment I rejected them, I regretted it. I have no idea what I was scared of but a part of me want to see them while a part of me wanted to run away from them. Well, its complicated, you get the picture. I do not know if I will see them ever again. If I do, I might be more prepared(mentally and hopefully physically) to see them. For now, we could always hope.

Anyway, after all the ruckus, you know me, I fall right back into slumber. Hey! It was still around five in the morning! Duh!

posted at 9:59 PM

Monday, June 1, 2009

Finally, my long awaited post. (Haha! I know, I know, its been almost 3 months since my last post. Sorry k?) Anyway, I went to do some volunteer work together with my bowling team and some Citycare group on the 30th on May. It was hard work but meaningful. I was at Tao Payoh Lorong 1 cleaning houses(inside the house) of some elderly(s). We spent the whole day there and lots of things happened.

The first house I went in was not as bad as I thought. In fact, it was cleaner that what I had imagined. So, me and me team (six of us) spent the whole morning there cleaning. The granny there was very hospitable but I think she was scammed by some jerk and became a man-hater. She was profusely warning us about men saying something like, "No man in this world are trustworthy, when they say they love you, they are just tricking you into.....(Haha! Sorry to sensor the rest out since it's 儿童不宜)" Nevertheless, I actually fely sympathy for her since she is old, unmarried and not to mention she has a lot of heath problems. After looking at her, the first thing that appeared in my head was "TO NEVER TO BECOME LIKE HER". Well, I know I sounded a little cold-hearted but there is nothing that would be done even if I wrote or say things to feel sorry for her, since I can not undo what has been done and I can not do any other things to help her. So, I guess I just have to make sure I will not be like her as I would never want to be in a position to be pitied by the others. I hate the feeling of being pitied!

Nonetheless, after lunch(also after cleaning the first house) we went to the second house to help the SMU Caretalysts(some other volunteers from SMU). The moment I opened the door.... OH MY GOD!~ That was the only thing I could thought of to describe the house. It was so much worst than what I had imagined! The house was so horrible that even crocroaches were not able to survive and I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT EXEGERATING, not even one bit! Newspapers all over the house(Funfact: The newspapers there could be traced to 1987) and the walls (OMG!) they are dark yellow in colour! I had to use the detergent and scrub to scrub off the yellow stuff (Eww!) and it stinks! Well, although it was hard work(tedious actually) but it was extremly meaningful since I get to help some needy people in a very practical way. I honestly, really enjoyed it, especially the feeling of satisfactory I got when I have finished cleaning and when the elderly(s) smiled with satisfaction. That feeling was undescribably GOOD!!! I would actually do it again if I got the chance.