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Monday, February 25, 2008
~ 2:15 PM ~
Feelings of Tears

I am sitting in front of my com, waiting for my housemates to finish their game of PS2 before heading off for dinner with them.

For some reason, I feel like crying. I can literally feel the tears behind my eyes, just waiting for some kind of trigger to ignite the waterfall.

I was at Ikea with some friends helping them with some shopping. Sam fell ill and i accompanied him, sitting on a bench outside the toilet. We managed to have a good talk and it felt so great talking to him. Both of us really poured out our hearts and shared some personal struggles that we had. Really humbled by his trust in me. Really thankful for the opportunity for me to just sit and listen. i am thankful for a listening ear i can find in him.

But also, i observed a pair of sisters that are below the age of 7 standing at the counter opposite from where we were sitting, waiting to enter the playground. I began to think of my brother. I missed the times we played together as small children. I missed the times when we would laugh together. I missed the times when he would bring me out with his friends to play. I missed the hugs he gave me when i was younger.

On the journey back, i was touched by some of the words that calvin, ian and sam said to me. what they said were really random comments. they would probably think it's nothing. But for some reason, every word that they said was magnified and resonated in my heart. I nearly cried. I dont know why. But if I must say a reason, it's because i feel very loved. I am loved. There's no other better feeling than knowing that you are loved.

The tears seemed to have the brakes on. They cant come out...oh wells....

but to all, and Antonius, Apu (^_^), kangaroo (^_^), thank you. =)

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Monash University (Australia)
2nd Year PhD (Financial Econometrics)
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