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Wednesday, June 14, 2006
with love from bedok reservoir

Definietly the last post from my beloved apartment I call home for the past 21 years.

Reflecting & looking back...
these 21 years have seen plenty of action in my house. I was just a wee tall when I first trotted into the house back then. Now as my family is migrating out, I stand tall amongst my loved ones.

Like my height that has been increasing through the years, so has all the knowledge that I have gained in this house. From all the small informal classes my mum gave me with regards to my inquisitive curiosity, to all the formal classes my dad provided the family. From learning how to cook maggi, to the basic computer lessons when it first rolled into the house. All the late night studying on the dining table to all the star gazing from the balcony. This house has seen it all.

This house that Im moving out of, I really am sad to leave it. Like all things, some good things come to an end. Maybe its meant for my family to get bigger and happier things in a smaller apartment. Ironic uh. It certainly is teaching me 1 major thing now, its teaching me to move on. Move forward & of course to leave unnecessary baggage behind.

Like all good memories, there are also the less significant ones. Things which we would all rather not remember. Somehow these insignificant memores are important. This is what I have come to appriciate. Its only with all these unhappy moments would we understand the true meaning of happiness when it comes.

For a person can only be 99% happy. The 1% of unhappiness is to understand how to appriciate the 99%. Totally chiminology uh. I read that from sumwhere by the way.

So going on that note, I will try to be more acceptive of the events & situations I am facing right now. All these will, I am sure in good time, make me understand how happiness truly is...I hope.

One things for sure now, I am definietly out of depression already. The memories are still there. Just that Im no longer in depression. What I am trying to cope with now is how to let go. This is very very tricky. Letting go. How does one truly let someone go, esp after all the fond memories.

By accepting others maybe ? I have been accepting many forms of people into my life since. Maybe because I accept these people that I am out of depression. Some how though I dont think by accepting these people I would be able to just let go and move on. I really think theres something missing in all of this. Im sure I knew it before but I cant seem to put my finger to it. Anybody know ?

With me trying to move on and getting along with life, I certainly will not lose hope. Hope will always be there. Just that 1 little chance, I dunnoe though what would happen if it really comes, but just 1 more chance. Hmmm...

And this would close 1 chapter in my life. 1 large chapter, or maybe 1 whole series of my life...21 years of it.

K time to dismantle the PC now.

...with love from bedok reservoir.

when darkness turns to light @ 5:13 am