LOVE, Kloudiia

I’m 2 days late for this post!

Apologies my friends. What’s the reason? I’m sure you can see it right now. (note: if you really can’t tell by looking at this site, it’s alright. You’re probably a new visitor, just read my next post and you’ll surely see)

Day 7 fell on Monday, 26 February. I was at home the entire day.

Now as I’m writing, I’m doing my best to recall if anything nasty took place that day, and if I were able to resist the urge to complain. But, hey, nothing came to my mind!

Hmm…

[post edit: I actually cut this part in the Day 5 post as I wanted to put it on a seperate entry. Alas, I forgot to paste it after that, and now it's gone. Hence I'm rewriting this again.]

Day 6 was a day of more house visiting for the Chinese New Year, and also a day in which I had lots to be grateful for. Let the list begin now. 

“Kloudiia 

Well, Day 5 went on rather smoothly.

Instead of having any new incident that has the potential to trigger a complain, my mind was on the indirect lessons I learnt from my popping tiles, and this experiment.

I shall compile all those thoughts in a finale post.

Since Day 5 went on without a glitch, therefore I’m combining Day 5 and 6 in a single post.

No wait! There was one very minor grouse I made yesterday. Since I’m posting all my experiences, so I guess it’s good to report it even if it’s something as minor as telling the whole world what a lousy handphone I’m using now.

I read an article on today’s The New Paper who did a survey on 100 Singaporean women, mainly students with an average age of 21 on the type of men they would prefer to marry. This was done following an earlier research did by the US which said that American women “preferred a man with a medium-status job… over a runaway success” and that they are “more easily drawn to good-looking men”.

As it turned out, pilots and bankers topped the list among the 100 Singaporean women - “because of the ‘cool’ and ‘exciting’ perception of their ‘high-income’ jobs”.

I am pretty surprised, really.

10 months down the road when I was accepted into and begun my RCIA journey, I am now elected into this faith. I’m now known as an Elect, and not a Catechumen.

Well, terminology aside, what it means is bascially, I have been found worthy and faithful to be ready for baptism come Easter Vigil night.

Not much was told to us in advance about what to expect for this session, so I went there with as much anticipation as curiosity.

Didn’t I say I was in for a shock when my mom called me yesterday afternoon? Boy, I really can’t help but wonder if this is a test for me.

To say it’s a test, I’m already giving a hint that the phone call didn’t deliver good news, until and unless I learn to turn on my gratitude radar and screen for something good out of that incident. So technically speaking, you can conclude it’s bad news.

How good can it be when your mother called you in the middle of the day and tell you the flooring in your room had, all of a sudden, decide to take matters into its own hands and staged a rebellion?

Yesterday I met up with a friend who’s now working in Hong Kong and back in town for the CNY holidays for lunch. The last time we met was a year ago, when she was back in town for the same reason.

See, Chinese New Year is really an ocassion for reunions, where family members from all around the world will come home and gather together.

Ok, this time round, I didn’t complain about food, or well there was just a very slight remark made on my less-than-satisfied appetite due to the “not so interesting” menu. I didn’t eat much as a result.

“Kloudiia

I’ve been dating this guy for almost 3 years now, we’ve been on and off a couple times in the past year. He’s done nothing wrong, it just feels like its over. The problem is I don’t know how to let go, we’re still dating at the moment but I’ve recently mentioned to him how I feel and he agreed, but we both can’t seem to let go. I myself have been hurt many times by the opposite sex, this is my first serious boyfriend and I am his first serious girlfriend…could this be why it’s so hard to leave each other?? I feel like maybe my fear of losing him now is a fear of losing the familiarity of him always being there. I really don’t know what’s right, I love him so much, but I don’t see us having a future together. It just hurts so much knowing that we both love each other so much, but we are both coming to the realization that we’re not meant to be together. Thanks” - M

Yesterday went on pretty well I thought.

I guess the biggest “complain” I had, or rather my mom and I had was when we had our dinner.

You see, me and my mom went to my grandaunt’s home, who’s in her 80s for Chinese New Year visiting. We promised to bring her to dinner, but because it’s only the fourth day of CNY, therefore many shops are still closed for business. Even the coffee shop around the corner was only selling drinks. 

So we had to take a taxi and go search for the nearest food centre where we could fill our stomachs.