just finished uploading pics from my cam and watching together [he ni zai yi qi]. real good show though it's crammed full of the soppy factor. it's real good though. must say that the violinists they found for the main character and the others are like hell good. gawd, like i think even sam would be like -'whoa'. aha. =P not that i'm playing down the fact that sam's a virtuoso on the violin. the movie talks bout the relationship between this father and this son. how they wanna go into the city to help pursue the son's dream of becoming a famous violinist. just go watch it. don't wanna spoil the story.

i can't wait for monday! eunice is coming to SYDNEY! yay! =D have a safe journey here and bring me loads of stuff. =P maha. i'm kidding. bringing yourself here is good enough. =P

talking bout being happy and jubilant upon arrival, i must really say that i am seriously disappointed in myself at that point in time last year when i just arrived in sg. boo. i was a sad excuse of jetlag and just plain boredom. I'M REAL SORRY TO MY CHURCHIES FOR BEING SUCH A WET BLANKET THAT DAY. i should have done something else more dramatic. other than trudging into church looking like a hag. and lugging two giant luggages. but i can never ever forget that feeling sitting in auntie su yin's car and just taking in sg atmosphere. i was like. heart-stop moment. and then just plain omigosh. was half-hearing my godma talking and half-staring out the window with such excitement that can only be attributed to a 4-year old kid going to the zoo. just plain awe. and as we drove upper paya lebar road and was at that traffic junction just up the road from church, my heart was in my throat and like, if i did let my true feelings show, i would have been hyperventilating. =)) and then we pulled into the driveway in front of the church. and i was simply in a state of shock. i didn't even say anything and got out of the car, dragged my two luggages and walked in. and as i passed by ppl during their dinner. i was sososo tempted to cry but i dunno. then everything after that was a blur. but i just remember myself being such a wet blanket. gawd. don't you just hate that feeling. of regret after doing something? yeah. all i know was that i wasn't talking much and ppl were just asking me all this questions and all i could do was nod or shake my head or give monotonous answers. -slaps self-


next time i promise to be prepared. i'd rehearse the scene before everything. pinky swear. promise.