thoughts, still in brownian motion.
doink doink doink doink doink.
particles bumping into each other randomly creating a disorderly zig zag pattern of movement.
9th December 2011 - grandma's 77th birthday!
had a little dim sum lunch with extended family at asia square, or the city bank building where ah kim works. good, but expensive. managed to rush out a last minute present by means of store-bought artisan cake. but hey, its the thought that counts... i keep thinking as i try to assuage my guilty conscience.
but the company was what made it a really nice meal - always great to talk to joel and gladys, while mum kept ah ma occupied and ah gong looked like he was having a good time eating. the funny thing is as i grow older i begin to be less afraid of my uncles and aunts and begin to see the more human side to them, so i get along better with them now than when i was a child... which is an interesting benjamin button sort of progression because usually kids are the favorites of adults.
mom thinks that ah gong has begun to develop some mild dementia.. i really hope not, because while he still sneezes loudly and doesn't trim his nose hair, he still has a very childlike attitude and likes to explore stuff. after lunch we had to wait around for a while, but i offered to take a walk with ah gong around the very atas dining place: there was soup spoon, pasta mania and astons and all manner of salad and sandwich and fruit juice stores which the CBD class live on. and like the spunky eighty-plus year old that he is, he immediately got up on his walking stick and off we went on a little 5 minute adventure. he kept talking about how beautiful singapore has grown and how the government has done a good job and it sort of made my heart melt a little firstly because while it was a beautiful place, this was raffles place we were talking about and secondly.. that's the kind of old person i want to be, one that is appreciative and not bitter, and worldly in their simplicity.
and when mom and dad grow old ill buy them lots of supplements and heath drinks just like mom is doing for grandma and pa now. definite improvement; mom's health stuff seems to have sucked out all the oldness out of grandad: clouded eyes, shuffling gait, liver spots, bad smell, all that jazz. still has a hearing problem though :/ grandma's the spokesperson for graceful aging, as usual. :) except when she's ragging at grandpa.
designing for chingay is a challenging experience, with a very steep learning curve. and also goes to show what your level of skill actually is: squat. will try my hardest to pummel every bit of innovative juice out of my skull. yeshyesh. its frustrating to spend so much time and effort and material on something that eventually gets rejected... but like history professor prof dubois said, you have to have the conviction that you will succeed from the beginning.
dancing on the other hand was funner than expected, although the dance was hard to catch.
checked out the history dept's publication mnemozine.. and its quite a good read! have to go improve my english. expand my vocabulary. conquer the world with my bombastity!! muha.
je ne peux pas attendre pour se rendre a Shanghai et visiter mon pere! nous aurons un Noel heureux ensemble. j'adore le magie du Francais, tout ce que j'écris bruits si beaux. merci beaucoup, googletranslate!
christmas is coming soon! this year, some how i havent yet much got into the spirit of things.. just thankful for the end of exams, and the opportunity to spend time with my sisters and mom and later to go overseas! love having the luxury of time and choice... visited the wanqingyuan with mom and lynn, to the brassi photograph exhibition at nafa with elise, and to the dreams into reality exhibition at singapore national museum with lynn all of which were sooo beautiful.
sighs. no more hankering.
i have no ending for this, so i take a small bow. - george carlin.
