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Thursday, August 31, 2006 @9:55 AM

I received a text from my best friend few days ago. She was checking out on me since she hadn't been really hearing from me for the past few weeks. Busy is always the excuse. We texted back and forth. She told me that she just met the parents of her boyfriend the day before. That was a great piece of news to share.

Perhaps to many people, meeting the parents does not indicate anything other than just meeting the parents. But to some, it does have significant meaning. And I fall into the latter. Call me traditional. But I see as if you're not treating this person and this relationship seriously, you're more likely not bothered to introduce him/her to your family, especially your parents. Although by doing so, it might not mean everything, it is still a step closer; you are not afraid of showing your special one to your family/friends. You want your special someone to know more about you, your family and to get along with your friends. I don't mean whenever you hang out with your friends, you have to bring along your partner. I like the concept of having some space and own social life. But you still want your partner to know what type of friends you hang out with.

I was very delighted to hear my Travel Companion said, "Let's go..." when his best friend and wife invited him to a get-together. It might not mean too much from his side, but it certainly does to me.

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Saturday, August 26, 2006 @6:50 PM

So I've been attempting to make my presentation for my immediate upcoming assessment for my degree during this weekend. Just 1.5 weeks more to go. It's nearly end of Saturday and I haven't been getting much done. Judging from what I have so far, optimisitically I would say, 1/5 was done. This pace is not good since I will be having a run-through with my lab on Monday morning. Well done, procrastinator!

Speaking of presentations, what is your preferred style? I mean do you use powerpoint, slides, overheads or even drawing/writing on the board on the spot? I have done all those except the slide thing. I usually prefer powerpoint, no, no fancy animation, just a simple powerpoint style. It is so funny when I was telling my Travel Companion last night that I was going to make some slides today as my "past time" at home.

He asked, "Oh, how are you going to make slides at home?"

I raised my eyebrows, "Computer, duh".

He then clarrified, "No, I thought you were going to make those slides type of slides."

I laughed and told him, "That's too old-fashioned for me. I don't even know how to do that."

He laughed and said seriously, "Actually I use OHP. I just handwrite and handdraw on the OHP sheet to present at meetings in the company."

I teased him, "All right, it is certainly obvious that you and I are from different era!"

During my presentation class I took last year, the tutor was describing several ways and styles that could be done when giving presentations. He actually did go through all the good and bad points of using all the style. Believe it or not, powerpoint has its downsides too albeit being a bit high-tech; it is somewhat still lack of interaction between speaker and the audiences. In contrary it easily captivates a small group of listeners by using the whiteboard to illustrate a "story".

This makes me think about another analogy. There are a few ways to travel from Place A to Place B; we can either take a boat, car, plane or even walk there. The plane ride seems to be the fastest way but if one is prone to airsickness, one may prefer to take an alternate route. Walking may seem to be least preferred since it can take much longer time and can be exhausting from all the walks yet it allows us to enjoy more scenic views during the journey. Taking the boat is more fun whereas the car can be more flexible to allow one to stop anywhere anytime.

Most of the time there is no real best option for a situation or a context. We just have to go for the one we feel most comfortable with and the one we think suit best with the situation.

Although I'm not so into OHP presentation, I am really interested and curious to listen to my Travel Companion's presentation. Is he still funny and goofy when he is standing up there talking serious stuff?

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Wednesday, August 23, 2006 @4:54 PM


Many people are captivated by the screensavers of my computer at work; I have pictures of my family members there, some showing funny faces, just to cheer me up sometimes when I am a little bored. Anyway, while sitting at my computer one late evening, my supervisor saw the pictures of the screensavers.

Supervisor: Are you close to your siblings?
Me: Yes, the younger ones...but we were not that close when we were younger.
Supervisor: My eldest complained a lot when the other two younger ones were following her. So one day, I sent the younger ones to their grandparents while the eldest was at home for a couple of days. On the second day, my eldest daughter was dying to have her younger siblings back.
Me: I totally understand that; I had the same complaint too when I was young that I did not like my younger siblings to follow me everywhere I went. But now they all are grown-ups and have their own activities and social lives. They no longer are interested in hanging out with me that much.

EF will be completing the remaining of her degree on a part-time basis because of her one-year-old daughter.

EF: She grows fast. Now she's at the age when she needs more attention from us. I don't want to miss her growing stage.
Me: Yeap, kids grow so fast and soon they will be very independent. Once they've grown, even if you want to spend more time with them, they would be too busy to fit you in their schedule.

I could remember when I was at my parents' on vacation two years ago. While I was sitting there reading, my little sister was making a fuss.

Sis: I hate my HS life. I want it to end very soon.
Me: Hey, I shared exactly the same feeling too. Actually, it is not fun, you should still make the best out of it coz you only have one HS life, well unless you failed and wanted to repeat.
Sis: You might be right.

There are certain things or processes that may only happen once. When we are doing it or going through the process, sometimes we do not seem to realize that we can only do this now but not later. Once it's past, we just can't do that anymore. You can't turn back time and experience the same thing again. You can't make your grown-up children to behave the same like they were young kids. You can't go back to primary/secondary school to go through the same thing again. Having this in mind, it is worth focusing and enjoying what we are doing now. We never know when will be the next time for this again.

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Sunday, August 20, 2006 @8:18 PM

You and I have at least a role to play; be it a father, a daughter, a mother, a son, a husband, a wife, a friend, a boss, a subordinate, a teacher, a student, a leader, a team member ex cetera. But how many of us are really playing our role(s) well? Are we doing what we are supposed or expected to do? Or are we doing too much?

One of the funny things about my parents is, they like me to take up the role of disciplining my younger siblings, especially my little brother. Whenever I call home to talk to my mother, she would tell me to talk to my brother and warn him to do his schoolwork and stuff. I find this too ridiculuous because my brother would never listen to me. who is thousands miles away if he is not even listening to my parents' pesters since they stay under one roof. Not to mention this is a parents' task in making sure you discipline your kids. It is just like do you expect someone else feed your own kids? It doesn't make sense right? You are their parents and they are your kids, of course you have to do your job. My dad sometimes can be overly too concerned about his children. When I chat with him, he would discuss his concerns about my siblings, whether are they studying a "good" course, getting a good job or having a good prospect, yada yada...Yes, I know this is how parents behave, especially Asian parents. But my dad has to realize his children are no longer a few year-old who stays under their parents' wings. We have to learn how to make our own decisions and even if the decisions turn out not to be the best, we have to learn how to be responsible for what we are doing.

I am constantly bugged by one of my seniors from work. All right, to be precise, an ex-student of the lab who is now doing a postdoc in a different continent. When I first joined the lab, he had helped me in initiating a few projects. Of course being a newbie in this field, I was indeed grateful to his help. Half a year later, he left for his new job elsewhere. He was so concerned about my progress that he would call every now and then (there was a period of time when he actually called every second day and also please keep in mind those were international calls with a 9-hour difference between the timezone) to check on me. He was doing it too much until I was confused who was my real supervisor now. After two years, he still calls me occasionally, although less frequent now.Perhaps this senior is doing it of good intention. He is interested in my work? He is truly concerned about my progress? Regardless of whatever reason, he has to be aware that he might be taking over my supervisors' role and thus complicating some housekeeping issues. On contrary, basically I do not have that much contact with my three supervisors. And I am definitely that type of student who loves a bit more independance and freedom. I will go to them when I need some input. But there are times when I am desperate for scientific discussion, none of my three supervisors are available.

I have a really good guy friend (Mr. Nice), who is more like my older brother. I like to seek his views when I need some perpectives for certain issues sometimes. But there is only so much a friend can do. And we must not ask for too much. Just imagine if I go to Mr. Nice not only for advice but keep bothering him for every of my big and little matters, what will his wife (Mrs. Nice) and my Travel Companion think about it? I would feel uncomfortable too if my Travel Companion does not share with me his problems and thoughts but with someone else.

We have to know what our role is and know our "job" description well. You don't want to not do enough because that means you are not doing your job good enough. Yet you don't want to overdo it because that may bring inconvenience to others.

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Thursday, August 17, 2006 @9:51 PM

I hope you won't drop your jaw if I tell you I have been munching not only chocolates, but lots of chocolates these past few days. I just keep craving for sweet stuff. This is the sign. This is the indicator. I am really stressed. I have to get doses of sweet to keep me going. Well, hopefully I won't end up 20 pounds more after my assessment. :(

Me: I went to the Thai store again for lunch. I tried the chilli beef, it was damn hot.
My Travel Companion: I thought you avoid hot stuff.
Me: I'm actually impressed that you remember I can't take hot spicy food...
My Travel Companion: I do remember little things here and there.

I do not expect anyone to pay attention to what I casually said or my little habits. Although it was really nothing, at least he remembered it. This is actually far sweeter than the chocolates I've been eating. Hey I want some more sweet, please. :)

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Tuesday, August 15, 2006 @9:10 PM


Have I forgotten about you? Definitely not. Neither am I giving up my little hobby for writing. There are still a lot that could be written in words here. But I just need some free time and energy to actually sit down and start making my fingers tapping on the keyboard. I have a lot on my plate in terms of work; less than 3 weeks before my half-degree assessment. Things are not according to schedule. Oh well. When I said, "Just do it!" I just have to stick with it. So, no complaints, just do it!

When I was on my way to the Surgery Department for a meeting with the surgeons this evening, I walked past the ER. I saw four people crying very sadly. I did not know what exactly happened. But I figured probably something terrible must had happened. And seeing the fact it happened outside the ER, naturally and logically I was thinking...I really do not wish this was the reason. But there was a possibility. Those people could have just lost someone. Sigh...

Working in the hospital constantly reminds me that we all should really cherish our healthy bodies and lives. Anything can happen. Life is so unpredictable. But, as much as the doctors and the people in the medical/health sectors are working hard, combating in battles to saving lives, why are there still so much violent act going around the world taking away innocent lives? How I wish everyone could spend some time contemplating this and make a good change in our perception of our behaviours, actions and thinking. Treat other's lives as if were yours; don't harm others and don't harm yourself!

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Thursday, August 10, 2006 @9:29 PM

Every since college, I began to enjoy walking, especially when I am not in a hurry. I love to look at the people around when I walk. There's a particular scene that always catch my sight; old couples taking a walk. Yes, I know it was just a simple scene yet it has left a strong impression in my mind. "How I wish I would be like these old folks taking a walk together with my husband forty or fifty years later."

Recently my Travel Companion and I visited my friend and his wife, Mr. & Mrs. Nice. We took a long walk around their neighborhood. There is a small forest closeby that connects to a lake. A pretty awesome scenery. Mrs. Nice and I were leading, leaving the guys behind. We had a little girls' talk. Mrs. Nice is now working part-time and spending most of her time staying at home taking care of their 10-month old. She told me how she enjoyed taking an evening walk after dinner each day together with her family. "Although life here is very simple and we do not have that many friends in this country, I am content with what we are having now." "Just taking a walk with Mr. Nice and the baby everyday is the most blissful time we have within a day. I hope we can get to do this no matter where we reside in future."

I told her I knew exactly what she meant. Many of us are always going after our dreams, ambitions and we are so busy chasing our goals or catching up with our daily lives. We don't get the time to just wind down and relax. Not to mention we do not even share some quality time with our loved ones. It really does not have to be fancy; just take a simple walk, sit at a park and talk to each other or grab a book to read, or perhaps just sit down at a park doing nothing but enjoying the time together. Most importantly, if you are healthy enough to move around at that old age, and at the same time you are enjoying the company of your partner doing things together, isn't that a great bless?

"I like to take walks together with you. We have to do it more." I keep telling my Travel Companion.

"But haven't we walked enough during our trips?"

"That's different. I don't mean those walks. But just a walk around the neighborhood or sitting at the park enjoying some relaxing moment, like what we did at the park in DC once."

I don't know whether he really understood me. But I'm sure he would be happy to keep me companied if I suggest taking a walk again. It is really not about taking a walk, but more of the great feeling of walking together with him. Just imagine an old wrinkly lady walking together with an old man holding a stick. That'd be such a lovely scene. Don't you think so?

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Tuesday, August 08, 2006 @8:36 PM

I've been using this laptop since I got it more than 4 years ago. It was not my first laptop in my life, but it was definitely my first purchase of my own laptop using my own money. It is a very old model, non DVD-readable and it doesn't have an internal CD-burner. I had to get an external CD-burner few years ago. When I first relocated, I couldn't connect it to the internet due to the cable incompatibility. The only solution was to get an external ethernet card or a USB allowing the cable to be pluged in. Can you believe that I had to go through many computer shops to get that special USB because the market for this USB is very low here. I had to describe real hard of what I was actually looking for when I talked to the salesperson.

Guess what happened again? It wasn't kicking all of a sudden last year. My adaptor was burned! Should I get a new laptop instead? I talked to the IT guy at work and he promised to look for a new adaptor for me. It took him close to a month to ship in a new adaptor. My laptop is back kicking!

Although it is kicking all right now, it is really just doing all right. There is something wrong with the internet cable that I can't move it around too much, or else you would probably find me disappearing from the internet world for a while. I'm not kidding. The laptop has to be locked at a particular position, if not it can't be connected to the internet cable. Great, I can't even lie down on my bed surfing. I can't carry it everywhere for work purpose. On top of that, I don't use it to do too much fancy stuff; only basic surfing i.e emailing, chatting, listening to online music, watch some shows and general work stuff.

Now should I really get a new one? It's been more than four years. But no, I still want to hold on to it for a while until it is totally dead *touch wood*.

I'm not being attached to it. Neither am I being too stingy and harsh to myself that I am not willing to spend on getting a newer laptop so that it'll make my life easier. Well, I don't mean to have a more luxurious life since I do use the laptop for work purpose. I just don't want to get rid of my laptop for a better one since this is the first laptop that I saved for 2 months from my first job when I was working in Country C. I was so proud of my purchase at that time until I referred it as my "boyfriend". Few years later, I am still proud of it and hence I'm still using it.

My cell phone is more than three years old now. It is also the first cell phone I purchased using my own money. Previously my parents bought me two phones before. Again, this current cell phone is an old phone, without any features i.e. camera, MMS transfer, bluetooth whatsoever. But I'm very proud of it. I could sign up a plan here and get the newest model. Why would I want to do so if it is still working very well?

Sure probably I'm just not so into gadgets. Or maybe I'm just a little thrifty. But those are not really the reason. I was not like this last time. I mean I did not feel the same before I used my own money to buy things for myself. For the first laptop in my life that my parents bought for me during college, it is still lying around at my parents' house. When I left Country B, I passed it to my sister happily and was looking forward to my upcoming purchase. For the first two cell phones my parents got me, one during college and one prior to my relocation to my job, I wasn't that proud of them. They were the newest models at that time. But I wasn't that proud of them at all. Sure, I was excited when I had the first one. I was showing off to my friends. But that's just like a kid who just got a new toy. After awhile, the kid will get bored of it and starting to look for new toy.

From my many little experiences, I truly believe that we tend to cherish things that we work and sweat hard for. That's right; the actual reason that I still hold on to my laptop, cell phone and other stuff that I bought using my own money is because I cherish them and I know the money doesn't come that easily to the pocket. I don't mean I worked like a slave for money. But because these things weren't given to you too easily as gifts or whatever, you worked for them and naturally you cherish them more. That's just a funny thinking of human-being.

I remember when I was in Grade 4, my classmates were bringing a few English children story books to school. The Enid Blyton series. I wasn't into reading at that time. Well, not English book at least. But you know kids get jealous easily. They'll go home and ask for the same things of what their friends have. I did the same too. I went home and told my dad that the sisters in my class were reading the Enid Blyton series. Dad who obviously wanted to give us the best immediately drove my mom and I to a departmental store. We went to the book department. I became very greedy when I found out the store was selling one set of Enid Blyton's, which was 50 books. My dad being the most wonderful dad on earth fulfilled my spoilt request. He bought the entire set. 50 books altogether! Later on, he still bought several more to add into the collection. All those books are now sitting at the bookshelves of my parents. The last time I took a look at them, the pages have already turned yellow. How many had I read? Shameful to admit, I only read about 10 of them. Bad right? I know, I know.

When in school, there was a table tennis heat. Again, being a spoilt brat, I went home and told my mom that I wanted to learn table tennis. My mom bought a brand new table tennis table home after seeking approval from my dad. How many times I had used it? Not even once. Many years ago, my parents used it for other purpose; they used it as a temporary table for displaying food when we were holding parties at home.

Although I still have the bad conscience about being such a spoilt brat and seeing those things I got as presents from my parents and others that I never appreciate and cherish, I do not feel more than that. Sure I've learned from those that I should never be like this, but I won't have much feeling if anyone wants to get rid of them. But it takes million-folds more for me to just get rid of the stuff I bought using my own effort. It's not the stuff that I feel reluctant to get rid of. But it's more of the fact that you know you worked hard for it and you just don't want to toss it away easily when something seems better appear. I look at my old laptop, my old cell phone; memories about how did I come to own them. Those memories make me want to cherish them more.

My Travel Companion was telling me that his car is about 16 years old. His mother was even suggesting him to get a new one. But he is reluctant to do so. He told me he had to work extra jobs during college to pay up the mortgage. I told him, "Hey, I'm very proud of you!" I was even telling my family about this. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder? No, I'm really proud of him. Having the same experience, I knew exactly how he felt when he described about his car. You worked for it and therefore you cherish it more because you know it did not come easily. I'm very glad that he and I share the same page.

This concept also leads me to think about how much do we cherish about people surrounding us. Why are there so many breakups or divorces? Why a sweet healthy relationship becomes bitter later? Why lovers become enemies? Why buddies become enemies and not talk to each other ever since? Is it because we do not realize it actually takes a lot of links to form that relationship with this person and thus taking him/her for granted? Come on, out of that zillions out there, how did you come to know this person? I'm sure many do not wish to be in such outcome. Something serious must have happened that led to such situation. But before things became irreversible, before two person went apart, if only we realize that it actually has taken a lot of links (the connections) to make two person together, things might have gotten a lot better. Do you give up a relationship because of a small fight? Do you ditch this person for someone prettier, better, richer or whatever? Do you get upset seeing this person's flaws that you initially thought were great? Or do you no longer tolerate a not-so-perfect partner? Do you take him/her for granted now? Probably there are certain situations that may disallow us to salvage our relationship (any type). But at least if we start thinking about how much link it has taken to get to know this person but not Stranger A, B or C and how hard it is to establish and maintain the relationship; we'll cherish this person more and thus the relationship. Realizing this, both will try their best to work on it. Even if things do not work out later despite all the effort, at least both won't leave angrily and upset.

I cherish the stuff I am having and definitely the people surrounding me now. I know they did not come that easily. Great, my 4-year-old digicam's kaput after my recent trip with my Travel Companion. Should I toss it and get a new one? What?! Definitely not. This digicam also did not come that easily. Do you know how I bought that during my first job too? All right, I'll spare you the details until the next bedtime story. Heh.

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Friday, August 04, 2006 @6:49 PM

I knew this was going to come. I thought I should be ready but I know I'm not even close at this point. Will I being able to make it?

In exactly one month's time, I will be standing in front of a lecture hall presenting a summary of my thesis so far (which will be 50 percent of the "book") and then being questioned by my thesis committee. I knew I needed to go through this assessment when my supervisor first suggested to me to do it during Spring. "I am not ready yet." was my answer to her. Then few months back, I thought I should be ready soon and hence set a date for it. But at this point, I know I am still not ready. Will I ever be truly ready for it?

I have been having long hours meeting with my supervisors, like till 11pm going through the close-to-finish projects and winding up some ongoing ones and also to plan roughly my schedule for the remaining of my degree. I do not know exactly where I am at this point. But all I want to do is just to focus on the closer goals, such as to pass this assessment next month. But prior the assessment, I have to finish up a long list instructed by my supervisors. And I already feel that I am overloaded and it doesn't seem quite possible to get them all completed within this month. I am trying very hard not to be stressed out, but my stress is already manifesting itself in several forms. I am already feeling it during the past few weeks. And worse still I've become more stressed out from the already existing stress.

I come to realize it is really no point being grumpy and worry about anything at all. It is just an assessment. Yes, no doubt it is a very important assessment. And yes, no doubt I have heaps to do. I just have to focus on them one by one and try to get as much done as possibe. Even if I can't finish them all, I should just be more relax and take it as it is. I did not sit here doing nothing for the first half of my degree, I do know my stuff, to a certain extent. Still, I shall do all right for the assessment. I hope.

Don't worry, just do it! Go, go, go! :)

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Thursday, August 03, 2006 @8:19 PM

A couple at work became parents two months ago. The wife was telling me how upset she was when she heard her husband "scolding" their two-month old baby when she cried continuously the whole day giving the mother (the female coworker) a hard time.

"I felt so upset seeing the baby crying. Her daddy should not had scolded her. I ended up crying together with the baby. When my husband saw both of us crying, he felt awful too and kept apologising to us."

"I'm so sorry that daddy shouted at you. I will never do that to you again!"

My parents were extremely strict to us during our broughtups. Scolding were common in our family and sometimes caning too in disciplining us. Each time after a serious "event", I heard my dad telling my grandmother how painful he felt from scolding and punishing us.

Since I am not a mother yet, I do not quite understand why would my coworkers and my parents felt upset for scolding their kids. Aren't they doing the right thing as parents to teach their children? Why would they feel more awful if they were doing the right thing? I guess that is because they love their kids. Although the kids may have done something wrong that needs to be disciplined, the parents feel more painful in disciplining their children. They would really prefer not to discipline their kids in that way, but to them that was the best way and they had to do it for the kids' own good. Seeing their kids crying and stuff is never something the parents wanted to see. It's all because of love.

It is the same if we have disagreement or little "events" with our loved ones or significant other. Like it or not, as much as we tried very hard to avoid them, still there would be times that incidents like those unavoidably happen. This is because every individual is not exactly the same; everyone has their own view and thinking. Nevertheless times like this, we all should learn how to deal with those little "events" because if they are dealt in a good proper way, it actually does help us in communicating with each other and thus making us understanding each other better. However, we should really make those little "events" cease there and not grow further or else we will certainly start breaking the china/glass (refer post: Mend the broken china?). And once the china/glass is broken, you'll get the scratch mark on the mended china. Oh, the latter scenario is also provided that you are so skillful in mending broken glasses.

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Tuesday, August 01, 2006 @10:19 PM

I coud still remember when I was ten, forty of us were representing our Grammar School for an audition to perform for the National Day's celebration. One of the programmes specially dedicated to the National Day broadcast shows was selecting students to act a docudrama about our Parliament House. Since our school was the last one in the queue for the audition, only one cast left unfortunately. And I was fortunate enough to be selected for that cast, a female members of the parliament by the director.

My school was putting high expectation for this performance, especially I was the one representing our school nationwide. My aunt, who happened to be teaching in that school, was specially appointed as the teacher in-charge for bringing me to the drama practice and rehearsal. I attended only one practice. After that, the next thing I realized was, I heard my class teacher, who did not like me, making really "sarcastic" remark about me. "Some people are really irresponsible and selfish, who only cares about themselves." Huh? Why was she saying such thing? Was she referring me? I could not care less. But the next day, I was called into the Principal's office. She said something with her dissapointing look. Unlike my class teacher, she did not make any weird remark. But again, I did not understand what she was trying to get the message across. She only said, "I'm disappointed that you made that decision."

I left her office and asked my aunt what was exactly happening. Only at that point, I found out that she told the director that I (our school) had decided to pass that cast I was offered. I was not happy about what my aunt did. "It's wasting time spending the whole day to come here for the practice. You will be losing a lot of precious time for coping with your school work. Don't forget you have to do this for several months before the actual filming. You'll be having your final exams around that time too. I think it's better off for you to quit now." I disagreed and was not happy to hear her suggestion. But she went ahead to discuss with my mom and they both made that decision for me and got everything arranged without my consent.

"Do you know I really wanted to act for that drama? I was watching the drama while it was broadcasted on the TV during National Day that year thinking that I once had a chance to be acting there."

"You should have discussed it with me and let me have my say for my own things!"

Few years back when I was home for vacation, I told my aunt about this. She still insisted that she did that for my own good. "That's the best decision for you." Yes, I agree that she did with good intention, which is not wanting me to have difficulty in catching up with schoolwork later on. But to me, at that moment, it was something I had interest in doing. True, I might be too naive that what I wanted was not the best; I still think she could have done in a way that made me realize the consequence(s) and hence making my own decision.

Now sitting here, I'm trying to imagine how would I feel and think if I were my aunt or my mom. What about reversing the role now? Would I be doing the same thing like what my aunt did to my niece? Seriously I am not sure. See, if you already knew what was the best for your loved ones, obviously you would want them to listen right? What if what you think as the best is actually not the best at the other person's point of view, but don't you still want the "best" for them?

Since this little incident of mine, I have told myself that I should try my best not to make any major decision nor dictating someone when making their own decision. To me, if there is any decision to make, the person has to happily make his/her decision. Yes, I do make some input and suggestion to the decision maker. But I do not want him/her just to do it because I told them so. Why? Well, I do not want someone not happy and started regretting and wondering those "what ifs" many years later. What is the point if I tell you to go for A thinking that's the best for you if you were thinking about B but later on your mind is still with B after picking A because I told you so? And most likely you'd not be able to see any good side of A because it was not your first choice initially. Most importantly, I definitely do not fancy being given the "blame" title by someone, especially my loved ones.

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