Reposted: 00.36am

New Year came. 36 minutes ago. It came anyway, even if there had been no counting down.

It was a year of twists and turns. A year of 16 flights. The flights left me with so much more than just stamps on my crumpled passport. The two extreme ends of the spectrum of emotions, and definitely nothing in between. All months shouldn't be at least considered, except that I loved November and December. By "loved," I mean it.

It's been raining. I'd scoffed at the thought of sneaking through the crowd with my swollen face, so simply I holed up in a corner all night. No counting down, and a lot of counting up.

Happy New Year.

Simple Friday

So I went shopping today. The decision came out of the blue, and I don't regret that despite the fact that I have always HATED shopping. Don't be surprised, as a Facebook quiz congratulated me on being 0% girly! True enough. I have taken care of all heavy work for the past two months--from painting walls, cementing some surfaces in the restrooms, fixing the shower, assembling tables, screwing stuff to hammering nails into the walls. They put me under stress, and yet made me kinda proud of my "ability" and endurance.

Back to the shopping thing, I realize I have learnt to make quick decisions. That was a wow to myself when it took me only about 10 minutes to pick up an item and make payment. I used to annoy sellers when I selected stuff, tried on, walked away, and came back after two hours or so. Not sure if there's something to do with being a Libran, but I like to blame it on that (duh!). I got myself two pairs of earrings, a thin (almost see-through kinda thing) shirt, and a funky scarf. I even don't know when on earth the weather would favor my scarf while we have only two seasons in the South--dry and rainy. As I'm suffering from a slight cold, I'd like to convince myself that I will wear it at work, though I know perhaps I'll just tie it around the bag handle.

In spite of not being a fan of shopping, I LOVE wandering about looking for funky unique accessories, which serves as a motivation for me to learn to ride a scooter. I've got heaps of necklaces and a collection of single earrings which I like to mix together. I got them from wherever I put my footsteps, and the collection is like a photo album--you can't stop reminiscing once the pages are turned.

Let this be the closing of today, a simple Friday with simple fun. I might sleep in tomorrow morning, and hole up in the corner of my bedroom with "The Kite Runner" if it rains. Ah, just the thought of it makes me feel so good...

I gotta pack?

So, I still haven't touched a thing while supposed to be PACKING. The word itself gives me goosebumps, as I've done that more than 30 times through 7 times of house moving (yep, it was the university hostel's call, not mine) and myriad flights over the past 7 years. Packin' is heavy work which I think a man should do; a woman only shines in categorizing stuff and pointing fingers as to where certain stuff should go. Unfortunately no man volunteers *sigh*.

Jokes aside, it is, in fact, a very big part of me that doesn't want to get started. I've grown a love for this tiny room on the 9th floor over the year. Last summer I moved in, awful sick and funny-lookin' with a swollen cheek due to a stubborn wisdom tooth. I don't know where time's gone, but now I have difficulty making myself believe that I'm really leaving. When the mind is hesitant, the limbs won't move.

I loved this room at first sight. When I saw the lime wall, I knew it must be mine. The wall's color makes me feel energetic always, and I have a set of lime bedding to match it. I fetched all IKEA stuff back (bedhead lamp, standing lamp, bedding, desk, chair, soft toys, clock, dustbin, etc.) with eagerness, just like a happy worker bee. Things that have stayed with us for a period of time appear to have souls, and definitely it's their souls that I'm gonna miss badly, for as long as I could reminisce...

Sleepyhead

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"Whenever you're falling down
Hopeless and pushed around
Find your own melody..."

It ain't easy. It's just necessary.

Khịt :-&

[Monday morning. At the reception in office.]

- You're Van Le, right?
- Yes, at least I think so.
- These flowers are sent to you!
- Huh?
- Here, your name is on the card, so they're yours!
- Huh??
- [A pat on the shoulder] Yours lah! Must be your boyfriend lah! Nice lilies!
- Huh???

The card starts with, "I was right about you - you are definitely the smiling one!"

Huh? Aren't I?

[Flickr stuff] Icon of the day

My "I saw you" - first photo of the year, first tribute to someone - was chosen to be Icon of the Day of The World Through My Eyes group!

Not the first time somewhere on Flickr, but it still feels good to fool yourself that you're seen and featured by a group of 32,000-something members on the day that you do none but cough and sneeze. Oh well, it isn't too bad to be shallow once in a while.

Best regards to other victims of the damn flu bugs :).






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