It's weird to blog now, especially with the amount of tasks piling up on my To-do-lists. But there're numerous thoughts that's racing through my mind now. And I think it's time to put it down in words before it became just random thoughts of minna.

4 years of university life is ending in a few months. It's March now. Less than 1 month to submission of my Final Year Project (FYP). The stress is finally kicking in. I had a night dreaming of FYP tabulation of results and stuff after supper with zc. It's abit scary that my brain is working through the night, sieving out potential errors in my work. True enough, I checked my tables the next day, and I found mistakes. I would like to thank my groupmates for being so understanding. I've been a bit detached for the past few months due to my committments. I promised them I would be back on track after February.

Next up that most people would be interested to know from a graduating student would be the chosen career path. Embarking on a new, unknown journey seemed a little overwhelming to me. Being the eldest in the family, I think I was looked upon by my little sisters in the past for choices made, such as what schools I enroll, what modules I'm taking. After graduation, my parents would more or less fulfilled their duties. At this moment, I felt grateful for everything, for my parents. I know life wasn't easy. I don't have the priviledge of being born with a silver spoon in mouth. I understand how difficult it is to support a family financially and emotionally. 爸爸妈妈, 谢谢! 你们辛苦了. I don't have great dreams and aspirations like some of you possess. I just hope I would somehow land myself in something I would like to do, and have a steady stream of income to let my family live a life without worries.

Relatives and friends favourite question would be about lifelong companion. My view about this is 'let nature takes its course'. I've had my share of encounters. I'm not picky, as often described as others. But, maybe it's not time yet. I recalled E asked just weeks ago if I won't envy couples I saw on the streets. I can vaguely remember my answer was no. I guessed only elderly couples have the charm to make me smile. I thought of my great-grandparents. Their love was so touching that my tears are welling up as I typed this. I can vividly remember the scene when she lay unconscious on the hospital bed, he sat beside chanting prayers till his voice was hoarse. My great-grandfather was blind because of his diabetic condition, was also diagnosed with kidney problem, so he has a restricted liquid intake. They didn't meet each other like those depicted in love novels. No boy bump into girl in the streets on a rainy day, or boy secretly admired girl for eons and was her penpal. The marriage was arranged. I'm not trying to say arranged marriage is good, but it's the love between them despite not having the courtship which most of us treasured. This is love, truely.

Last night, a few of my friends sang me a birthday song with a slice of cake, lit with a pink candle. Even though I had a bit of alcohol, I can remember the happiness and warmth I felt. I'm not drunk. They were not my closest friends, frankly speaking. But, thank you for taking the effort. I appreciate it, really (=

I'm having stomachache now. Hope it'll go away tomorrow morning. I shall go back to my books now.

~我们总是这样错过幸福那一站.