I forecast that my 2005 reflections will be a solid, handwritten affair 5 pages long. however (this is a fortunately-however), none of it will be on this public space.

therefore before I continue being morose towards the delightful festivities for the New Year and the hangovers from Christmas, I just want to sneak in a quick summary of what I wish I could say, and express it plainly.

one day maybe, I will work up the courage to tell those whom I love, and ever loved (even in the friendship kind of way lah don't think otherwise!) exactly what they mean to me.

and yes, throughtout the course of this year, change has hopefuly been ... evident. this year has been very much one of turmoil. grappling with the idea of quitting. fighting off doubts about whatever. clinging onto my faith and trying to trust.

and of course, the alreadyalmost, who I now call my brother. not uh, biological brother, just another brother.

deliberately vague this has been, not revealing much about anything at all, but I like to keep it this way (:

To promote a value without having it yourself; or to be something you know you cannot be and will fail miserably at - tell me, which is the worse crime?

reading asimov is enjoyable, rather like taking a stroll through the woods. hm. he may not be much of a writer in the most poetic and linguistical sense of the word; but he is a master STORYTELLER. and that makes all the difference sometimes.

and here, I shall reply to tags, fearing (and the fear perhaps unjustified) a lack of space on my very-much-underused tagboard.
pooh: hello, I know this is a VERY belated reply, and y'know, I'm just dying to take the As. hm be careful of the pooh lying on your desk huh. -winknudge-
thePasserbys, whoever you are: uhh thanks, and I have this inkling that you are/were in twileven. hee.
dawn(!): =) after today's exco meeting, I realised how muchly the seniors will be missed too.
elizabeth: >_> HAHA and I do miss you SO MUCH too. of course, and we ARE going to see each other in two days' time.