[Star Light, Star Bright]

「I wish upon a star tonight

I wish I may

I wish I might…」

I can’t remember the lyrics of a song I heard yesterday (or the name for that matter), but I can remember all those little songs and rhymes from my childhood. Is it because they were so repeatedly drummed into us that it’s like muscle reflexes after years of training? Is it because they’ve had more time to nest in my head … like… marinade seeping into the meat?

Maybe…its simply that, like most childhood whims, I like the naiveness of it. Rather than wallow in heart break melodies, I want to stare eagerly at the night sky, whisper the rhyme, make a wish…and believe it will come true.

Star light, star bright

I wish upon a star tonight

I wish I may

I wish I might…

Wake up each day with a smile

End each night with a laugh

[GD]

For the first time (becoming a year of many firsts) in too many years to count, I played, tonight, a full competitive game of netball!

I can probably tell you how many times I actually managed to touch the ball, but that’s not the point.

The point is, it felt pretty good.

I’ve never been competitive at sport, I know my limits and understand my talent does not lie in sports. But, I can see why some people do strive to win.

It also felt pretty good to finally move my butt of the office swivel chair, run around the court shadowing GA and shake the other team’s hands when the whistle blew. Then to come home, take a shower, relax and know I’ll sleep well tonight (when I eventually get to bed).

ttyGyan is on her way to getting fit! (maybe).

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This blog is fast becoming a mundane account 0f my daily activities…. ^^;

[Saturday Night]

Saturday night. Home alone.

A bowl of grapes, a bag of Shrimp Flavoured Cracker left over from the week. An unopened block of Lindt dark chocolate purchased on a late night grocery shopping trip.

“The Holiday” starring Kate Winslet and Cameron Diaz on high definition TV. Blogging on my Toshiba Dynabook. On the couch, under a red flannel blanket with bears in a blue jumper.

No work. No study. No guilt.

Fantastic.

Unstable wireless internet. Not so fantastic.

It’s been a while since I’ve been able to sit and “veg”.  I’d almost forgotten what its like to do ‘nothing’ – and more importantly, not think about what I should be doing – for a night. It’s almost as good as a holiday away.

Some years ago, I could not imagine having a night in would be so hard to come by. Studies aside, I would still spend the majority of my time at home, curled up in front of the TV or with another  dog-eared book from the library and when the world wide web graced us, with my not-so-trusty VAIO. Today I have no idea what movies are out, what the weekly television program is, and the last novel I bought was in March and I’m still only half way through.

When did life get so busy that I had to plan time for myself?

I don’t dislike being busy. Life is busy. Busy, is good.

But let’s not forget those Saturday nights in.

I’d almost forgotten how its like to do ‘nothing’ and have nothing on your mind.I’d almost forgotten how its like to do ‘nothing’ and have nothing on your mind.

[First Time for Everything]

Time now is 1.59AM.
2hour 4minutes passed the project deadline.
The first time I’ve called it so close to the deadline.
Also the first time I haven’t been able to meet all the project requirements – specifically, to keep within the word limit, which means part of my project will not even be read.

Interestingly, also the first time I was so scared that I would not make that deadline that I started shaking 5 minutes before the deadline … and continued shaking for the 30 minutes following my frantic tapping of the “Submit” key.

My final major project, possibly the last (dare I say) of my academic lifetime and it may be the first time I will receive a ‘No Pass’.

To the very last subject, I didn’t learn… to start the stupid thing earlier.

[Final moments]

Less than 22 hours to deadline.
The final project.
Having just narrowly passed the previous module, having promised myself not to push my luck, to tempt the deadline, here I am ….  drinking my second coffee in less than 18 hours.

My second coffee, my second breakfast – maybe starting the daily routine again, even without the sleep to separate the days, will be enough fool my body -  and my second (or maybe its the third, fourth….) round of begging my body to stay awake long enough for me to jump this final hurdle, coaxing it with a promise (or perhaps a threat) that it will never have to miss another night of restless sleep if I can just … pass.

Just one last time.

[Mum! I'm going to join the circus!]

Okay, not really.

But I did thoroughly enjoyed the spectular that is  Dralion tonight.

The elaborate costumes, the touching music, the small yet beautiful stage/set wittingly crafted by those we’ll never meet and the artists. The amazing  artists…

Watched in awe and left with a smile.

Thank you Cirque de Soleil.

[RC's Pregos!]

… was how my manager’s pregnancy was endearingly announced by one of the partners of the firm.

Unfortunately for my manager, her pregnancy (or lack thereof) had been jokingly thrown around the office for so long, we actually requested proof before we offered our heart-felt congratulations (and started piecing together the slight changes in her over the last couple of months).

Some hours later, and I was still suddenly struck by the thought that someone around me, albeit my superior, was going to have a baby….

At age 24, I have been served with everything from engagements, weddings, births and deaths in this past year. All those life-changing milestones.

To the Newly Wed - Congratulations!

My cousin in Canada is now engaged and has a wedding date set for June next year. A dear high school friend (the first of my close friends) tied the knot not a month ago. Another cousin in HKG is also expecting a tiny bub to arrive in the near future. I also recently received sad news from a friend dealing with a loss in his family.

These events seemed so remote just a year ago. Just like reading the news about the swine flu, the missing Air France jet, the crime and heroics, I could never really imagine them close to home.

And it still seems very distant. For me.

But there is no denying, these events will come, to those around me, close to me and some day – to me.

… better prepare myself…for more news!

[Apology - 1Jun09]

In my late night oversight….

“Sydney 2009″ should really be “Sydney Apr09″

tty apologies for the confusion caused!

(Admittedly though, that doesnt excuse me from not contacting the Sydney population when I was there. It was a last-minute family trip. I am, however, looking to go again later this year and I promise, at that time, I will announce my plans well in advance)

[The Unmotivated]

Yet another night. Another day at its end.

Sydney Apr09

And my final project is not even one step closer to the finish line.

Someone help … put some sense/motivation back into me.

[Photos Photos Photos]

Those who know me well will know that my camera is never too far and I will take photos of anything and everything.

Instant Fujifilm

Sadly, the photos stay in neatly labelled folders sitting on my desktop.

So… I think its time to join ranks and share them on our great world-wide-web.

Hence… spent part of the weekend playing with photo-sharing options… but I still can’t decide…. Flickr or Facebook… Events oriented? People or Time?

This…. will take a bit more time.