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15 March. BBQ. Soccer for the boys/men and a lady. Spectators under starry sky. 16 March. Ah Gong's 86th. He said he would live till 100. I hope so too. Complete family shot of all 30 of us, most decked in blue, ah gong's favourite colour. Bliss. 22 March. Four of us. Chomp Chomp takeaway, durian mousse, red wine. Silly jokes. Laughter. If only this is not every two years. I love family time and more so over the years as the grands grow older and everyone seems too occupied with his or her life. Thankfully, the family is still so close. We've been there for one another, in good or bad times and this is something I don't take for granted. Cherish. Love. Bond.

Everyone has them. And I guess I have been placing much of my expectations on people around me. I am wrong. I shouldn't be doing so. I just can't help it. I also realise my recent obsession in work is a way to compensate myself and my so-called failures in life. I didn't get into a junior college. Although I could. I didn't get into a local university. Although I might. I didn't graduate with a distinction. Although I was just a point short. I could have done better and I never did. And I've been so scared of not doing better now. I'm getting in my own way. I need to learn to let go.

CNY. Last minute shopping. Burnt $600+ on 5 pieces in one shop. Ate too much. Somehow this new year just felt different. I wish you were just like before... I also wish some questions are not asked. On a happier note, we have bought tickets to Europe. I can't wait :)