Have you ever wondered who you really are?

Like when someone asks you, who are you? Automatically, youd mention your name, maybe your age, your profession/career/job. Similarly, when a long lost relative asks you, who are you? Youd say your name, followed by your relation to this relative of yours or perhaps someone he or she knows. When you think about it, we are noone without a relation to something or someone. 

Youre a mother because you have children. Youre a boyfriend because you have a girlfriend. Oh heck, youre a policeman because there are criminals! Every single one of us are actually nobodys. How interesting, when you think about it. So get yourself amused just for a minute and write all the possible relations, or say, titles that you hold. Youd be surprised at how chameleon-like you are, adapting to different surroundings at all the same effing time.

So, who am I?
Lets see, I am a ... daughter, sister, granddaugther, grandniece, aunt, niece, step-aunt, cousin, step-cousin, friend, acquaintance, good/best friend, girlfriend, barista, learning coach, partner, consumer/customer, shopper, patient, student, classmate, schoolmate, singaporean... and the list continues... 

Thats a pretty long list yeah?

CAUSE I SURE MISS :

1) my bestfriends. all 3 girls + 1 guy of them.
2) working all the fucking time & not care about nothing.
3) having a decent "social life"

Oh, and anyways. I kinda made up 85% of my mind. Im moving to another online address. (:

No matter which aspect, be it material, spiritual or emotional, I tend to almost get whatever I want. Why is that? I mean, don't get me wrong. I am thankful, really appreciative. It comes with hardwork of course to get what I want with God permitting me to have it. Though, theres only one thing which Ive not gotten yet. Its what I have been wanting since as long as I can remember. Maybe since I was 12 perhaps? Along the course of the years the qualities I want has been refined, with a major touch-ups here and there. I am really lucky that I met with this something.

But like a that purple leather Prada bag I fell in love with last year nicely placed on the shelf behind the glass wall, it is almost as untouchable. I can only admire it from different angles, from afar coming as close to as the glass window permits me. I dare not even step in what more to even touch and embrace it. Cause reality is, what do I have that deserves it more than anything, or anyone else?

Last month has been an eventful one for me. I experienced first-hand the hustle and bustle fast paced life of the city and also retreated back to sub-urban stores like the ones in your neighbourhood. I remembered saying that I should set my focus back into one of my comfort zone which is work. I did, it was dead beat tiring working 9 hours shift 6 days a week but, I had fun as always. Also, I got to put my "skills" haha, into action when I was learning coach for two of my new partners Amelia & Hawa who'll be going with me to Parkway Parade when it re-opens in October. Two enthusiastic keen learners, very fufilling to teach(: Oh and yes, I'll be starting the Parkway store just like I did Ion, difference is, I'll be transferring straight away. Pretty exciting job, if you ask me. heeeh.

( Java Monday @ Airport! )



Cheers to the people who made it happen!