Random Thoughts

It rained the whole day today, as early as 7am this morning. The rain seemed to have variations - the drizzle, the pour, the lightning-strike storm, the pitter-patter. I watched the kois in my pond. I noticed all the fishes were somehow as if gasping for air, as they all swam towards the edge of the pond, all lined up perpendicularly to the rocks at the edge in an orderly fashion. Sammi, my alsatian dog, had been curling up into a tiny ball all day long. She seemed old. She had white fur at the bottom of her saggy cheeks, and she'd also spotted a "turkey-neck".

It was only 5:30pm in the evening when I picked up a novel at random for some cosy reading, but the skies looked like it was late at night. It must have been like 24 degrees celsius, I love this weather - natural air-conditioner. Of course, it's great with this weather when I'm at home. Well, I wouldn't mind if I'm outside too, so long I'm under the roof, maybe sipping a cup of mocha and reading my favourite book. I've always wondered since I was a teenager that why Singapore is always so hot and humid. We don't have the different seasons, we only had 2 seasons - summer and shopping season. I had always silently wished that if only Singapore will drift 2 degrees down the equator, it would have made a great difference in the weather temperature. I guess maybe my wish has come through. It's very unlikely to have this cool raining weather in January. Well, I'm crossing my fingers.

I spent my morning grading my Day 4 class that was held on Friday. That was the class that I have to drop facilitating with the new arrangement that I got from my module chair. I had some good feedback from my students. Two of them expressed gratitude and disappointment that I won't be facilitating their class anymore. I've always like that class. Some of them which I personally adored, exchanged views and ideas. I'm used to speaking to 18-19 year-olds now that I'm into it for almost a year. You will be surprised that some had very matured thoughts, not that 18-19 year-olds shouldn't. But with all these distractions from branded goods, media and entertainment, peer pressure, technology, etc... most are merely acting their age and some even still bare with childish mentality and behaviours. I guess after reading these feedback of my leaving of their class, I get my fair portion of satisfaction in what I'm doing.

Little did it occured to me that I find cooking very theraputic. Working from home when not facilitating in school, I find cooking a good energy rejunvenating therapy. I get to experiment my creativity in the culinary arena. And often, my reward comes when I see happy faces from my "fans" as they gorge into my dishes. Not losing my modesty, it has got nothing to do with their hunger.

I count my blessings that I'm healthy and I'm able to contribute and give, and do what I like. I'm grateful that I have a small talent for teaching, and a craving for learning. I love to read, I love to write too. It will be my goal to be able to publish a book of my own in this lifetime. It may be a collection of short articles, letters, or maybe fictional stories. I'm not sure. What I'm sure is that writing gives me a sense of comfort, security, platform to express my emotions, opinions and thoughts.