Sunday musings

Little Miss “Boh-Geh”

Body art

Kat’s version of a dream house

The child in every one

Note: No forcing was involved, I was simply being an opportunistic photographer.

Tell me again, why I love Sundays. (=

smothered in dirt

 

Haven’t been feeling the best. Was browsing school mates’ blogs, and notably, all of them were about how draining school is. I have been asked to explain why is school so draining, and have been presented with doubtful views on how school can ever be tiresome. But, I haven’t been feeling this fatigued since I could remember.

I feel like I’m jostling through a thick crowd of a few thousand people, grasping anything I can get my hands on, to touch a finishing line. Yes Shar, we are in the same boat. School is a cold place, where warmth among strangers don’t protrude. Be a friend, or be regarded without acknowledgement.

After being in the wallows for the last couple of weeks, I have been immersed in the dark for so long, the light becomes fainter. I now wake up with a quest; no one other than myself is going to pick me up from the dirt. Why not smile for every little conquest instead of crying with every step?

“Tough times don’t last, tough men do”

Funny, I have never related to this phrase with understanding before, until one day it struck me with such prodigious clarity.

I understand now.

Transcended

I have transcended. Not the best birthday celebrated, ironically. It didn’t seemed to matter until the day came and I felt the pinch of letting a merymaking occasion go uncelebrated.

But I received loads of birthday greetings from over the world! Joyful joyful.

And this sweet thing said:
“Happy Birthday! 如果你妈妈没生你的话，我就不会认识你了.” (If you weren’t born, I wouldn’t have known you)

How realistically sweet.

Mistake

Ok, I didn’t know that Webshots doesn’t allow people to download photos unless you’re a webshots member, so I have placed all the downloadable photos onto http://katherinek.dotphoto.com. I am so sorry for the inconvenience, and this would probably be the last time I’ll be changing because these uploading and all does test one’s patience. Also http://renikaeth.dotphoto.com has all the better pieces I’ve taken. Enjoy!!

Da Tou, Tabby, Meowmeow

This, is a very old photo of my sister with barely two-weeks old Datou, Tabby and Meow. It was taken just when she found them, and of course, before she handed the ownership to me.

They were so small!!!

I feel old.

I have been through an almost entire lifetime of Datou, and I’m staring at the memory of Tabby and Meow; yet I remember the days of being little vividly. Is this a vague representation of how being a parent must feel?

I see green

Two weekends of  highly looked-forward-to events

Airforce openhouse

Plane shit

F-16!!

Super Puma and the repellers

Loud jet noises

F-16 pilot and his crew

My all-time idols… The Red Lions!!!

Saw Isaac

And Louis was performing too.

Commissioned officers, finally.

Proud Bernard, proud friends

My philosopher cat

During starless and still nights like this, my cat likes to sit on the extension outside my  window and contemplate.

During sunny days like this, he likes to find the newest shade to settle his body under.

Leaving on a jetplane

 This post came abit late, my dear ah ngia is already quite settled in UK, but allow me to just post up something that I did want to post up.

The last minute flurry

 

Jason’s weird camera face

Leaving is always difficult.
It’s not about the amout of time we won’t see one another, but it’s that moment of truth that someone close is really leaving.

As friends, amidst the tearful goodbyes,
We become the parents, and imagine how they might be feeling; to let your child go from your protective arms, to fend herself in the world without you beside her;

We become the one leaving, imagine how it’s like to leave your loved ones and face an entire new world alone;

As friends, we tear for her leaving, for the fear; the apprehension; the loneliness that finally faces her right in the eye;
for the parents and family;
for that moment of truth.
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