Looking back...

Not the first time I thought of this as I flip through my old diary -- to backdate and put everything on the blog. As I read the autobiographies or diaries (published books) of others and learnt lessons from their lives, I am reminded that I too will become a fullstop in history one day. Who knows what God has made of my life that another may see and learn something from my mistakes or blessings that I have received from God and the people I have encountered?

It will be a massive project though -- at least while I am still working full-time and managing our home. No hurry anyway...since I am only writing for myself. I know I might sound weird or aloof to some -- "why blog if you didn't mean for others to read?"

Well, I don't mind writing out my thoughts since I am one who speaks my mind anyway (I've improved to only do that when I'm asked -- so ask for my opinion only if you want to hear it and can bear with it, i.e. if I speak the truth that hurts and I definitely wouldn't want it to mean this way ;p)

My only concern is that friends who know me, but not well enough might be distressed by certain views I have; which is a problem I've had since childhood. I don't agree or disagree with most people, but I will only stick to my belief (if I have been convinced) and decision (after enough research and prayer). Thank God for teaching me to be like that, so that I may be blessed with friends' goodwilled advices, yet rely on God's direction for ultimate decisions.

Happy Mother (to-be) Day! ^o^

The temperature has finally come down a bit over the last few days. It's been raining since this morning and didn't stop until early evening. Our room temperature has dropped to 28 deg C. when we got home at nine plus in the evening. It had been 31 deg C. on the average for a long time.

Andrew wanted to celebrate my first mother's (to-be) day. We went out for a walk in the rain and had breakfast at the roti prata shop opposite. After that, we continued our walk in the rain to Starbuck's where we had tea, read newspapers and watch the rain through the glass. The weather has been so pleasant today that I didn't even have to nap before we went out again to Changi Village! Yeah, we did -- had nasi lemak (the one without queue because I haven't found what's so good between one stall and another that's worth the queue) at Changi Village. Then we took a stroll at the beach and came home before it gets too late.

We enjoy each other's company like that. Talking about politics, people, sharing things we observed or learnt with each other, sharing view points on different issues, planning goals for our family and career together, praying together, etc. I hope we will continue to do the same even after the baby joins us. It's a pity to see how some of our friends forgot how they've started or their relationship used to be before children came into their lives. Worse, for many who has taken it for granted that life married with children should become boring routines. Sharing the same children and family becomes their only relation while they stop seeing the need to relate to each other, other than the children.

Some might say it's too early for me to comment on how a marriage should function and love should last, but I have no doubt that being in love after years of marriage is possible -- our late ex-President and Mrs Wee Kim Wee will be my model. Love never fails...

My Blog!!! Finally!!!

Yeah! MY blog finally!!!

Been wanting to set up an online journal since I've always had the habit of 'writing' down thoughts and prayers. Accumulating too many books and papers all over the place after years. It would be nice to keep them all, but not too practical for me to include them in the movers' bill every year or two whenever I had to move to a new place. Anyway, whenever I had my last flip through those old journals -- no regrets. I saw another author that I don't know anymore -- me, before I changed yet again.

Some people don't like to change; for different reasons (or excuses?) I guess. I used to think it is being loyal and true to myself refusing to change; e.g. sticking to the same menu, same food, same cook, same boyfriend (even if he's someone obviously not suitable), same job, etc. Thank God. (I mean really 'Thank God' fullstop.) Thank God for putting me in situations that forced me out of my comfort zones to face and accept changes, and eventually see the benefits of changes transforming me into what I am today.

Career-wise, while others change jobs, I've been switching lines literally every three to four years, haha! I've had so much fun with whatever I've done professionally so far. Definitely not because they have been smooth sailing easy jobs; on the contrary, tears were shed, many hours and my health has been spent on them. But whenever I look back, I only see how I made it and grew out of my weaknesses and confidence level, above all, each unique experience and person I encountered along the way.

My...the first post and already so wordy and lengthy. I wouldn't read on if I were someone else reading this blog, hehe...