There is a popular saying about how time flies by when one is having fun and I must say that my time really flew by over the weekend.
I spent Friday evening with my family bumming around Chinatown looking for some decorations for the house and CNY snacks. My parents were just soaking up the festive mood while my sister was really engrossed in buying those really yucky posters of Mickey Mouse and cartoon-looking rats to put up in the house. Somehow or other, I seem to get the notion that a large percentage of the goods and decorative pieces have been recycled from previous CNYs gone by. As for me, I just stuck to my photography as I prowled the streets of Chinatown trying to capture the essence of it on film. I did manage some rather "arty-farty" shots which I think should be rather well received... I'll try and upload some soon...
Saturday morning was spent at the gym and the afternoon spent gallivanting around Funan with Isaac looking for parts to build his CPU. There wasn't really much of a selection there and eventually the decision came down to a grand total of... two choices, with a mere 80 bucks difference between the two quotations. I did try recommending Sim Lim to him but he remained convinced that that the entire mall in general was out to cheat him :) (Just trying to add a bit of drama to this otherwise stagnant post... haha play along yar?) Well this storey has a happy ending and at approximately 6.30pm that fateful day... A tall, tan somewhat comical creature with an enormous grin on his almost shaved head was seen lugging his 5min old CPU out of the mall and into a waiting cab. With a loud brutish victory cry, he lumbers into his waiting chariot as he whisks away from the battlefield, headed back to his motherland where he could savor the spoils of his victory. (Again trying to inject a sense of epic nostalgia into my drought of a blog... anyway I think it gives the reader a rather vivid and accurate picture of what happened that rather uneventful afternoon yar? :) )
After escorting his royal highness back to his castle, I parted ways with him and headed back east to meet my parents for dinner. Dinner was rather sumptuous and really enjoyable. My dad works outstation so family dinners like this, are greatly treasured. After dinner, I bummed around borders and got myself a nice book whilst my sis successfully convinced my dad to get her that much sought after ipod touch. Girls.... sigh....
I spent the late morning and early afternoon on Sunday paddling up and down Kallang River. I must admit that with an improved technique, the boating experience has certainly been made much more enjoyable. No more shagged face for you peeps anymore (you know who you are...) I think... I am pretty sure they can come up with something to make me take back my words... but till than... HA. After lunch with the team, and a quick haircut in town, I rushed back to the sailing centre for a farewell dinner for my former national coach. It was really great catching up with the sailors after so long... and I am really looking forward to meet-ups with them soon.
As we joked about the times we spent overseas, participating in the various competitions, riding out the seasonal monsoon storms, I couldn't help getting all emotional about the whole experience. My life so far has been rather smooth-sailing and is filled with really good memories. I have made rather unwise decisions about a fair bit of stuff back than but up till this very day I have no regrets about any of them. Seeing my coach at the farwell party, it was really hard to believe that a 5 and a half years have gone by since my first training session with him. I'll never forget that first lesson the main reason perhaps because I capsized no less than 20 times trying to figure out how to sail the craft. He was really patient and despite having some communication difficulties at the start, we worked something out and he became a mentor and an inspiration to all of us.
Köszönet Giba részére a emlékmű és a nagy idő hébe-hóba part , és minden a legjobb-ban-a törekszik hát haza!! (hope I got it right :) )
Till the next post then.
“Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save.”
- Will Rogers (1879 - 1935), New York Times, Apr. 29, 1930
