The past week has been rather surreal, to say the least. But absolutely enjoyable, and loving every minute of it. Everyday has been filled with activities, good books, friends and loved ones. There are goals to reach and targets to be met. It seems almost unbelievable that life can be so good, that happiness can emanate from one's inner being. Gone are the days of having to agonise over a soured friendship, or to contemplate over life's emminent hardships. Complication is a thing of the past- Live and let live. Just be. There's no need for internal strife and competition, no need for secrecy and priviledged information, no need for putting down other people just to feel good about oneself, no need for always wanting to be accepted. For I am loved, if not by some, then by many others; I know that now.
:: The alternating hot+humid and wet+bone-chilling weather
:: The chillout session at Ice Cold Beer with NY kakis, filled with what else but beer, chix wings and potato wedges!
:: Talk of diving trips and opening of joint-venture beachfront cafes (in which my central role is to nuah and to look good doing it *pose*)
:: Adjournment to Club 95 where I sipped a lychee martini opposite Irene Ang, who was looking gorgeously slim in a black halter dress
:: Shopping with yoowie and stepping into expensive shops I would never have dreamed of stepping into, me in my tattered jeans and all
:: Fish & Chips dinner at a previously quaintly undiscovered nook in Taka basement
:: Royce chocs for the helpful tutors and ex-boss
:: Working on a Sunday
:: SUPERLY stressful day on a Monday that never ended until the Tuesday sun shone bright and strong
:: Bak Ku Teh @ Balestier Rd with sis and soon-to-be bro-in-law, next to an antique poster of a Guiness Stout girl
:: Walking past a long and darkened corridor enroute to the dressmaker's house, which reminded me of Neo's pilgrimage to meet the Oracle
:: Discussing possible dress designs with the dressmaker in her small slightly cramped kitchen, and getting measured from head to foot, while wishing the measurements would miraculously decrease by half in 3 weeks' time
:: Chatting to Suf the whole day at work, even though I've never talked to him face-to-face before
:: Watching the season finale of The Amazing Race, already knowing the final outcome thanks to my over-enthusiastic bro-in-law
:: Watching the 'good' guys overcome the plainly scheming but ever so much more interesting 'bad'
:: Lunch with CC's friend, Roy, entertaining with his funny descriptive sounds and slightly off-skewed spectacles
:: Having to fax over a copy of my passport because the Cambodian Embassy had forgotten to retain a copy when I was there to make my visa
:: Dinner with CC's super chio sis at Cedele!
And I think what took the icing of the cake from this entire surreality business, as well as the event which sparked off this post to begin with, is
:: Peeing in adjacent cubicles with CC's sis. Tinkling sounds never sounded any louder.
