I want to stargaze. Alone. With someone special. With my dog.
Was walking home 2 days ago and I just happened to look up at the sky. And there they were, more than 20 of them. Shining like 'diamonds in the sky'. It was beautiful beyond what words can describe. As Sharlyn and Wikipedia suggests, I saw the Orion's Belt that appears only during Oct-Jan. I must be one lucky hoot to actually get to see them in starless Singapore.

Nature is the very definition of beauty. In a few years time, really, if I ever have the money, I'd go eco-travelling at every chance I get. Bringing my mother and brother along. I love Singapore and the way of living here, like every other citizen who announces that Singapore sucks every other second. We were born Singaporean and always will be. But life here isn't what I'd like it to be.

I want to wake up every morning to feel the sun warming up through my full length glass windows with my playful Labrador named, (still impending) and Jack Russell named, (also not decided) licking me awake. Take a sip of orange juice from the juice jar, hop into my jogging suit and head for my daily jog/bike ride to the nearby park. Let my dogs run loose as they frolic and prance into the mountains of dried autumn leaves leaving the cleaner sighing at the sight of it. All while I savour the aroma and taste of a Starbuck, with a satisfied smile plastered on my face. Meet up with my best friends occasionally and talk about everything under the sun while our dogs played. Then when our dogs come trotting back, panting, we bid goodbye and head back home. As we head inside I clean them of the mud/dirt and fill their doggy bowls with doggy food. When it's time for work I kiss my babies goodbye with a 'Mummy will be home before you know it, be good!' Work would go smooth, and lunch would be taken with some colleagues. When I head home after work, Mummy would be in the kitchen cooking up a scrumptious meal. Yang would likely be playing fetch with the dogs in the backyard or snoring away on the couch. We would talk about our lives at the dinner table. Yang about how University is working out for him, Mummy about her charity works and me, about my life. Mummy then nags on how messy/dirt my house is and say 'You should see how black the cloth was.' Then go on saying that she can't be helping me clean up my house forever and that this was to be the last time she's going to lift a finger to help. But knowing her, she would be back the very next day, making sure my house stays spotless.

I want to experience all four seasons without having to pay/travel. In summer and spring I want Mummy to fill the garden with flowers of every colour and herbs, fully expecting her to belt out every single purpose of every single herb. My small pool would be open to every neighbour whom manages to get past my two overly hyper and deafeningly loud dogs. At night I would invite close friends/my brother over as we talk and stargaze in my backyard. As Autumn approches, baking would be a must. Thankful neighbours and colleagues would happily accept the cookies and return the Tupperware/container the next day praising my baking skills. In autumn evenings, long walks would be taken aimlessly around the town. Or even into the balding woods just metres away from the park, feeling absolutely safe with my dogs by my side. Winter would be spent paying neighbourkids to sprinkle salt onto my walk way and making random snowangels. I want to play fetch with my dogs using snowballs. Laugh at them as they crush their catch with their jaw then cocking their heads as if asking, 'Where did my white ball go?'

After I retire, I would want to move into the mountains. With no one to interrupt as I appreciate the beauty of Mother Nature. Time to time, my own kids and Yang's family would come and visit. I'll make them simple meals that only old people enjoy and smile as they flinch taking the first (and probably last) mouth. Lab and JR would be long gone, but I have a quiet dog to take up their spot. A Collie, maybe. And when it's time for me to go, I would write a letter to all that cared, telling them I loved them and that I'm sorry to leave them behind. Then together with Collie, we'll slip into eternal slumber.

Sigh, what are the chances?

Labels: Family, Life, Stars

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I want to stargaze. Alone. With someone special. With my dog.
Was walking home 2 days ago and I just happened to look up at the sky. And there they were, more than 20 of them. Shining like 'diamonds in the sky'. It was beautiful beyond what words can describe. As Sharlyn and Wikipedia suggests, I saw the Orion's Belt that appears only during Oct-Jan. I must be one lucky hoot to actually get to see them in starless Singapore.

Nature is the very definition of beauty. In a few years time, really, if I ever have the money, I'd go eco-travelling at every chance I get. Bringing my mother and brother along. I love Singapore and the way of living here, like every other citizen who announces that Singapore sucks every other second. We were born Singaporean and always will be. But life here isn't what I'd like it to be.

I want to wake up every morning to feel the sun warming up through my full length glass windows with my playful Labrador named, (still impending) and Jack Russell named, (also not decided) licking me awake. Take a sip of orange juice from the juice jar, hop into my jogging suit and head for my daily jog/bike ride to the nearby park. Let my dogs run loose as they frolic and prance into the mountains of dried autumn leaves leaving the cleaner sighing at the sight of it. All while I savour the aroma and taste of a Starbuck, with a satisfied smile plastered on my face. Meet up with my best friends occasionally and talk about everything under the sun while our dogs played. Then when our dogs come trotting back, panting, we bid goodbye and head back home. As we head inside I clean them of the mud/dirt and fill their doggy bowls with doggy food. When it's time for work I kiss my babies goodbye with a 'Mummy will be home before you know it, be good!' Work would go smooth, and lunch would be taken with some colleagues. When I head home after work, Mummy would be in the kitchen cooking up a scrumptious meal. Yang would likely be playing fetch with the dogs in the backyard or snoring away on the couch. We would talk about our lives at the dinner table. Yang about how University is working out for him, Mummy about her charity works and me, about my life. Mummy then nags on how messy/dirt my house is and say 'You should see how black the cloth was.' Then go on saying that she can't be helping me clean up my house forever and that this was to be the last time she's going to lift a finger to help. But knowing her, she would be back the very next day, making sure my house stays spotless.

I want to experience all four seasons without having to pay/travel. In summer and spring I want Mummy to fill the garden with flowers of every colour and herbs, fully expecting her to belt out every single purpose of every single herb. My small pool would be open to every neighbour whom manages to get past my two overly hyper and deafeningly loud dogs. At night I would invite close friends/my brother over as we talk and stargaze in my backyard. As Autumn approches, baking would be a must. Thankful neighbours and colleagues would happily accept the cookies and return the Tupperware/container the next day praising my baking skills. In autumn evenings, long walks would be taken aimlessly around the town. Or even into the balding woods just metres away from the park, feeling absolutely safe with my dogs by my side. Winter would be spent paying neighbourkids to sprinkle salt onto my walk way and making random snowangels. I want to play fetch with my dogs using snowballs. Laugh at them as they crush their catch with their jaw then cocking their heads as if asking, 'Where did my white ball go?'

After I retire, I would want to move into the mountains. With no one to interrupt as I appreciate the beauty of Mother Nature. Time to time, my own kids and Yang's family would come and visit. I'll make them simple meals that only old people enjoy and smile as they flinch taking the first (and probably last) mouth. Lab and JR would be long gone, but I have a quiet dog to take up their spot. A Collie, maybe. And when it's time for me to go, I would write a letter to all that cared, telling them I loved them and that I'm sorry to leave them behind. Then together with Collie, we'll slip into eternal slumber.

Sigh, what are the chances?

Labels: Family, Life, Stars

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