Saturday, 1 August 2009 8:33 pm
19-20
I've decided to reflect upon the year. So many changes, too many losses, fair amount of achievements, lots of growing up. I remember being 17, eagerly waiting to turn legal. !8 came about with pomp and jubilance (I guess it was the people that made it great- the parents and friends) The came 19. Not all that excited with the prospect of being a year closer to 20 but thrilled that it was my day and no one could take it away from me. I truely got surprised that day. The usual bunch surprised me with lunch plans and flowers. Berjees and Shahul were there to surprise me too. This year, not that many cards, but there are people who have been reminding me and doing small surprises that never fail to cheer up the dreary days filled with assignment-ing (Thanks to Hui-En and Shahman for the pre-b'day presents) and the parents for constantly showering me with all the love I need. This has been a turbulent year and I'm grateful for my mum, dad, brother and Nat for being there for me irregardless.
On hindsight, this will be the first birthday in 4 years that I prolly won't have Berjees with me, and it hurts- terribly. The P plate comes off the car today but there's the constant reminder from God that there's good and bad. The scan today, hurt. Anyway, I was reading my ex-teacher's blog and realised too many things have happened without me knowing, or rather I didn't catch up with him to know. I feel terrible. Knowing the pain he felt and the losses he's suffered, I'm torn that I take the people I know in my stride, and not as a purpose in my life. I shall change. With age, comes wisdom. i intend on using this as a stepping stone, to realise that words, no matter how little, mean something to people. After reading his post, I realised the true meaning of loss. My teacher aslways made an impression on me, and after reading his latest entries, I'm moved and determined to be a valuable part of people's lives.
RIP Jeshurun/ Asheera.
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