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2011. *waves goodbye*


And so that's the end of 2011. The year with the most tears splattered at home. The year with the most arguments with my dad. The year with the most cold wars fought.

My mom called me emo girl today. I've honestly never felt that of myself before. Do I really put on a sulky face everyday at home? Smiling and laughing everyday outside must be more tiring than I thought. Time to reflect and prioritise better.

No matter the lousy happenings of the year, it's been a year where I've seen more of the world than I've had in the past 18 years of my life.

January 2011 was by and large uneventful and some part of me is grateful for that. There weren't events that I would want to cement in memory. But there was peace. Though it does go down as the month where I first got my first official job. Relief taught at De La Salle Primary school for awhile. Different physical location, but the aura is still the same.

February was a joke. A month I wished would fade into oblivion, though sadly I know it won't. There were unnecessary spats, mean words exchanged, spiteful conversations. Chinese New Year happened. One of those years where the celebrations meant nothing with my parents at war. Relatives trying to be nicely concerned, and asking how I felt about exams, what did I forsee myself pursuing in the university, where did I see myself going. Key word: Trying.

All I remember from March was me waking up at 630 everyday to go to school. Not as a student, but as a teacher. But, all the same to learn. Yes, teaching was learning too. Time started to mesh together. Tired was I this month. Tired but happy. Waking up early everyday, staying back in school everyday, sleeping early everyday not because I want to but because I expanded all my energy. I know some people say that this 8 month long break is one of the only times you'll truly have time with your family, and that quality time should be spent with them, not working for a pay to spend. But, I truly feel that I made the right choice. Never felt so fulfilled ever.

Watched my first live concert in April 2011! Best part of it? Maroon 5. Dies. Loves. One can really get addicted to the atmosphere. Blinding lights, blasting music, choruses of thousands of voices. Adam Levine. Period.




// To be continued

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