Miracle

I was so devastated after reading this yesterday. I was so mocking anything and everything that went by my train of thoughts.

 

And then this morning I received two SMSes, one from Joanne Lee and the other from MOE.

Guess which one did I read first?

Of course I read Joanne Lee’s first.

She said that she was posted to Ngee Ann Poly’s Film, Sound & Video (which was my second choice), and then I was kinda resigned that I will either get posted there as well, or Singapore Poly’s Media & Communication, which was my last choice.

I read the SMS from MOE anyway.

MOE: ANG SIN YEE, you are posted to NGEE ANN POLY, MASS COMMUNICATION (N67) under 2009.

I so could not believe my eyes! My Mum happened to be the first that I shared this piece of good news with because she greeted me at my doors when my breath was still fresh, or rather, stale. Heck, I even asked if I was dreaming because according to DAE, my application has been unsuccessful!

Just to make sure that MOE did not make a mistake, I logged on to the JAE-IS to confirm my status and there! I made it to my first choice by JAE! I have no idea how the whole system works – whether or not I made it into the school via DAE (Interview) or JAE (Grades) – I guess it doesn’t really matter anymore!

It has been a long time since I have said thank you. And I really do think that the person most deserving of it is none other than God, Himself. Thank you, God!

CNY Eve

The discontinuity in the annual reunion dinner has somehow enlarged my anticipation towards this year’s gathering. Yet on the other hand, it has also marred my spirits during this festive period. Perhaps it was the lack of mental preparation on my part that I kept looking to the family to gratify my needs rather than what I could offer to this family.

This year’s dinner was relatively queer. There were fewer members and we skipped the norm – no steamboat (which means I did not get to eat my favourite pig’s kidney) - because my Grandfather had a bypass about three months back. I speculated it was partly due to the missing four too.

My brother and I use to dislike such gatherings because of the weird spots that my Mum always puts us through. I am not sure about him, but I am starting to regret not treasuring those teeny weeny moments that I had spent with them the past decades.

I have no idea how I can go about planting the seeds in a drought and when the soil is hard, but I want to be relentlessly optimistic no matter what.

God, send Your rain.

I’m on a diet

Hahaha, Jesus bless me.

Ambiguity

I always wished that I had the ability to be able to decipher exactly what is written on people’s hearts and brains, either that or, everybody wear their hearts on their sleeves, so communication would be less of a hassle.

But… Am I being selfish by not respecting privacy?

Car Rage

I realised photography demands a lot of courage. You cannot afford to be shy if you want to achieve a good shot, because if you are, the result will be equivalent to the one you see above. Haha, all I did was sit down on the bench, pretend to look around, hang my arms loosely to the ground, and hold down the shutter release button. I didn’t dare to bend down, look into the camera peep hole, or anything else to ensure that the developing photo would turn out well.

I was glad that I had a chance to explore the neighbourhood earlier in the evening. Though there was nothing much except greeneries, I thought it was good exposure! I was kind of waiting for the sunset but the clouds were a tad heavy so it totally destroyed my plan. Well even though my gains were few but at least I got to burn some calories strolling in the park! So… I guess I will be venturing out on my own more in the future!