Today, I can finally scratch off "singing in a bar" from my list of things to do before I die. :)

I've learnt that I need not apologize. I have also learnt to say no, not just to people or requests, but to the lessons that I have been taught in the past. Some things just shouldn't be swallowed.

I find it difficult to write about contentment. Because its a pleasant state of... just being. A subtle nirvana, that right now frames my existence. One step at a time. I get the sense that God takes care of me, even when I won't do it myself.

People find (and I do too sometimes) it funny when it becomes apparent that I have come full circle: Back to law in Singapore after having given up an opportunity to do law at NUS 7 years ago. It wasn't a circle, I don't think. More of a spiral upward and I'm sitting a higher than where I'd have been if I had stayed, because this isn't just something that I followed, it's something I choose, and that makes it all the more meaningful. 

Jarrett says, and I concur:  "Better happy than having an identity crisis"

Stay in Singapore, they tell me.

Am I a bigot? I have issues with religion spreading ignorance and bondage in the name of faith.

Oh so trashy.

Well, everyone has to fight the darkness sometimes.

Wild horses couldn't drag me away.

I have all these... these little snippets in my mind that I want to put here but they never materialize. Bogge suspects I have found contentment and balance. ha.