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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

What an extraordinary day…

Today’s my first day on duty for the event S2006. It was an absolutely exquisite experience. I mean, think about it, how often are you young and how often do you get to be a “tour guide”, unless you are really a tour guide…

Reflecting on the events today, I am at once relief, sad and disappointed.

You would think that because this is a government organized event, the whole operation will be smooth as silk. That is right, but only on the surface. At the place where all bus hosts are supposed to report to, it was so disorganized and chaotic, everyone had to wait. A few of my friends actually even missed their buses which they are supposed to be on duty. Thankfully, I was on time, barely. At least, they made it up by bring out their hotties once again. Sigh… and you know what they say about attractive people and how they tend to be forgiven more easily. ;-)

At least the bus trip was smooth, the bus driver and the policeman on board were very nice to me. Though the bus driver didn’t talk much, I like it that he smiles a lot, no wonder he was chosen for this event. The policeman on the other hand is a different story all together, talks too much, which is fine with me. But he makes me feel like I am the most boring girl on earth, honest. But hey! He’s right. Aside from shopping, reading, hanging out with my family and going to the beach, there’s nothing much I do. I don’t go to clubs, I don’t hang out much with my friends, I don’t go for camps and I never had a boyfriend. Really, girl can’t get anymore boring than this.

What really surprises and saddens me is the fact that no one turned up, no one took the bus on which I was having my duty, or any other buses. Its like, you have planned a grand party and invited everyone you know, feeling extremely excited and scared that something might go wrong during the party, only to realise later that no one has turned up. The sense of the relieve is there, but the disappointment is so acute that it makes me feel sorry for everyone, especially those are in charged of transportation, who has put in a lot of hard work to make these transportations available for the invited guests.

Tomorrow, I hope there will be people. And I am going to put in my best effort to make them feel welcome, so the effort of those in charge of transportation will not go to waste. This is Singapore, my homeland; one for all will apply in my case, not sure if the other way round can be said though. Hmmm… spoken like a true skeptic.

Anyway, I got back my results today; I am very relieved that there is no need for me to re-take any subjects. Thanking my lucky stars. However, I’m disappointed with the way I’ve let myself go this semester. I shall work harder towards being a better person who strives for the best, to be the best.

A conversation I had with a friend today really amuses me till no end. We were discussing our future, our ambition. She wants to be a lawyer and possibly the first female Indian president. And I confided to her teasingly that I want to be the best housewife. She nodded her head, “yah, you’ve got the housewife look”. Hey, I was just kidding right! But I think she meant it. Hmmm… Anyway what I really want to be is a criminal psychologist.

Actually, I wasn’t entirely kidding when I said I want to be the best housewife. I want to be the best kind of wife who will always be there for her husband, but of course the husband has to first prove be deserving, then we will learn everything and grow old together. I will also be his good hostess, since my husband dear will be his grace, the duke, he will of course often hold parties for his friends. Then I want to be the best kind of mother to our children, I want to be there to watch them grow, with my husband, of course. =) Then after that I will think about becoming the best criminal psychologist.

I do love my parents.

The world is a beautiful place when you start seeing a reason to live.

Constantly working towards being a better person; a better mind, body and soul.