Updates concerning me

Lots and lots have happened and I have not been diligently updating my blog. I admit that, yes, I am a meticulous person, especially as far as outward appearances are concerned. I run all my entries through a spell check and re-read them before they appear on cyberspace. I will not blog nonsense (not to me at least) or blog for the sake of blogging, nor leave random cryptic, one-liner posts such as “She asked me out, I nearly died”.

Life has been a whirlwind since I landed on Raffles Island. The first week was generally spent catching up on home/housekeeping affairs as well as keeping mum accompany (since I’m a filial son and knows how much she misses me… muahaha) because deep down, I’m a mummy’s boy. Like what viv says “strong on the outside, but sensitive deep down”. Oh well, I guess a balance of both is good huh?

I started work the second week – a brand new challenge that I hated initially. Now, the banal routine of work and more work occupies my mind constantly. Not to mention I escape meeting up people I don’t want to meet up with “work” as a simple, yet truthful excuse. That is not to say I hate my friends and don’t desire to see them nor that I’ve not met anyone up yet. I have – just my closer friends save the Melbourne gang. I’ve yet to go through the rounds, but with Christmas around the corner and all that, it’s getting increasingly difficult to arrange any organised group outing of more than 5 people. Christmas parties are another thing however… Great chance to catch up with one’s extended network plus further extend that network. In case you don’t quite get what I mean, read between the lines, it’s a chance to know more members of the opposite sex. Sneaky eh?

Speaking of which, there’s this well-dressed chick (for lack of a more respectful word) I’m always bumping into within my workplace area. I know we don’t work for the same company nor in the same building, so why our paths would coincide so often baffles me. Nonetheless, she appears to be in her mid-20s, probably slightly older than me. She is quite a looker too I must add. I noticed her one day at lunch giving “the look”, meaning the “more than 2 second requisite glance”. In fact, it was a good 10 second stare. Knowing me, I stared back. Obviously, it didn’t take much longer for our eyes to meet again. I looked away deliberately, playing coy, or acting the “blushing feminine part” you could say. Trust me, it’s not something a real man should do – looking away is a definite no-no. Even if you aren’t interested, you must always make the chick look good by acknowledging her attraction. I did it so as to provoke a reaction from her, although none came. Not yet at least. We crossed paths about 4 times the past 2 days and have progressed to silent nods and smiles. No conversation yet, but that will come when I think of a way to exfoliate her shell. Then I’ll tell her I’m going off to Melbourne in February… haha… I’m evil I know – even unconsciously.

On a less frivolous note, it made me tremendously happy to witness the baptisms/confirmation of my sister and 3 other good friends. It just goes to show that God answers prayers – my prayers. Not that baptism guarantees a place in heaven, but it is a symbol of public declaration to the world, and to the devil that he/she is now one of Christ’s and therefore even though he/she shall face the devil’s fiery darts, God will finally deliver. It brings me great joy to know that both my sisters got baptised this year. Here’s to them: Well done on taking the first step, now seek to constantly affirm your salvation and not grow cold and passionless in the faith. Serve God and serve man and great shall your reward in heaven be.

I also turned an unremarkable 23 two days back. Thank you for all the people who remembered my birthday and sent their regards before my birthday, during my birthday and even the belated ones. Also to those who read this, realise they’ve forgotten and decide to sms me, don’t worry, I already understand. I’m absolute shit at remembering dates too. Special thanks to dear Dawn for being the first one to wish me a happy birthday. You were a day early my dear… haha. Also, many thanks to my dearest family for a whole smorgasbord of gifts. I am deeply privileged am I not?

Finally, God has granted me the opportunity to do my Masters of Architecture. I will most likely take up the offer, which means an extended half a year of study – not that I mind. Linette was the first person I told because she understands me well. She’s able to share my joy and look beyond my supposed spirit of superiority/bragging like most plebeians would be tempted to think.

That should end it for now. One overriding thought – the mercies of the Lord never ceases, His blessings never come to an end. Oh, who is like you, oh Lord?