Catching up

Great, I can finally get some time to blog! Let me start with a technical note. So… there are posts and there are comments. How do I keep track of new comments without having to look through them one by one to see which ones I’ve missed? If that is really the only way, would it be easier if everyone just make new postings everytime (since it'll help make our blog big, according to eik)?

Yes, Kopitiam has been really heartwarming. It’s good that I don’t get that much time during work to keep coming back, I can imagine it’ll be difficult emotionally to tune back to my experiments. I did that family trip as well last year. PS and I went to China with my parents and in-laws. I thought if we’re going to get them together on a trip, somewhere culturally not-too-different should be good, and so China we went. It turned out to be really enjoyable, the highlight being going up Huangshan, which we thought will be quite a challenge for our parents. Indeed, my mother-in-law could barely walk for two days after. She has since strongly proclaimed that there shall never be another “shan” in our future itinerary. But it was worth the effort. I remember watching documentaries about the beautiful sceneries on Huangshan back when I would still watch documentaries at home with my father, visiting the place together with him was even greater.

Yes, I’m certainly for the road trip idea, though I’m not sure if I’ll be available for one anytime soon. Btw, EDD for my baby is 30th Apr 2007. Anyway, can’t have everyone available. I remember P. Pangkor… I remember being a pillion on GH’s bike. It was raining and getting dark one evening on our way back to the hotel when we came across this little wooden bridge. Of all places, GH had to choose this point to demonstrate his in-singapore-no-license-but-in-M’sia-can-rent biking skills, by slipping off the narrow strip of wooden plank and then trying to get back on from the side. Comically, and almost in slow-motion fashion, we both fell over and ended up with nice momentos in the form of swollen bruises on our legs. I also remember on the day we first got onto our bikes, WQ was so excited that he couldn’t let go of the throttle and half rammed into the hotel building before stopping. And that was when we were only testing the bikes. Didn’t he also almost knock into a Malay auntie at the street market?

Yes, that hug from Yeek. Am I honoured! Though I can’t remember what exactly you said (perhaps my mind was still very much on the day’s proceedings or maybe you just mumbled), I certainly felt your sincerity and understood what you were driving at. And I enjoyed your hug.

Yes, YJ and I met up with WQ a couple of weeks before he left… KC had said to me at the funeral that it all felt very unreal because he hadn’t met WQ for quite a while, too long a while to recognize his new-found trendy image. In that respect, I think YJ and I were luckier. It was 4th Nov. We went to “Gone Fishing”, a laid-back cafe tucked away in a corner in Hillview. I suggested that place because it was started by a couple who quit their high-paced corporate life to get back in tune with a family-centred lifestyle. What an irony. I’m not sure if I’ll be going back to that place again, but I’m comforted by the fact that I have seen him in a more relaxed state, less cynical than he’s always been, even though it’s only for that one afternoon. It actually made the pain less unbearable, knowing that my old friend was a happier person when he left... I'd like to think that he has really gone fishing.