It is 01:19. It is late. And I should be sleeping. But I cannot find any of my stories that I’ve written (in the past, in australia, in diaspora) and the entire folder seems to be wiped out from the memory of my computer.

urghhhhhhh.

Look what I received today!

Di got me a present hurhur. ( :

Ohno…is my lovelanguage = gifts? (I know Esther likes gifts! I saw her FB!! heh!) It used to be words + touch for me! I wonder if lovelanguages can change in time. Hmmm…

Anyway, thank you Jie Jie!

I love it!

Ohohoh…it’s also going to be Ashton’s last day tmr! She’s been brilliant + I’m going to miss her company. Still, I’m glad she enjoyed the interview with Electrico today ( : Heh.

(We will miss you.)

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And Joshuayap! I bloglurked you after you gave me your pw. till 2002 + saw my name!!

church
my underpopulated sunday school class. raphael, the wild one. alex, who is lost. the rest of you, snoring beside me. and youth fellowship, for knowing a young, enthusiastic, quirky, smart-alecky kid. justin, the reliable one. eugene, who sang. dawn and diane, for simple laughter and sparkling eyes as we came out of that pool together, full of belief. what you may still have i no longer retain, except in the forge of memory. there let it stay, until the time comes.

Wow. Time flies & experiences change you – and sometimes I wonder if I am still that girl! (: May I never EVER be anything less than full (ofbelief). Thank you for reminding /affirming me with words circa 2002! I want to read more poems!