It's hard to appreciate words when they are the bread and butter of everything we do and how we communicate everyday but why is it that certain words when strung together create that resonating effect? Perhaps a person with a competent grasp of the English language can, indeed manipulate people in a way lesser people can never hope to do. I definitely do not belong to the former but i sure know of people who belong in that category.

I never did notice how a simple 'really' can make something one says so much more personable, so much more private and genuine. Ha, the simplicity of the complicated. Picture this, 'I think you're a wonderful person' and 'I think you're a wonderful person, really...'. Wow, i may be overreacting but i think the latter sounds so much more zhen(1) cheng(2). (Psst, i am not sure if it's chen or cheng)

Kinda caught up with a long-lost and yet not so long-lost friend today, was a really pleasing and pleasant meeting and i am looking forward to many more such meetings.

Also, not too long ago, a few simple words stirred my heart. I can't help but feel really touched when someone pays you the ultimate compliment, something you really don't expect after being in touch with the crooked and wicked world via the army portal. Thanks for reassuring and letting me know that whatever i do and have been doing, i haven't been doing it for fun.

Since i returned from Australia, i have this strange wanting, this strange wanting to go out and meet people. Not staying cooped up at home and just piling on the kilos. It's strange because in Australia, i really did not miss things back here THAT much. True, the weather still sucks as ever but the people here, they're as real as life (sounds stupid like hell) and i swear, that personal relationships and ties are what keeps the world around all of us ticking.

Kudos to the inventor of blogs, I don't really get what's the thrill of writing a public diary but it's something i still do anyway. To share my thinking with others? Hoping to trigger something within?

And my family, they are wonderful. I want the whole world to know this because I am proud of my family. My Dad is freaking buying food back home every night because he knows i miss Singaporean food and is using the excuse that he wants to eat them too to make me feel better about making him go through all the trouble. My Mum pops in now and then to check on me and talk to me about well, anything and everything. My brother no longer plays his electric guitar when i am in the room because he knows the awful ruckus he creates =P and i get this feeling he has really matured as a person as compared to his pre-internship age. And my 'fatty', she lets me pinch her cheek.. sometimes.. Haha! O.H.A.N.A

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