Being thoroughly spoilt

I went home to Singapore for a week: it was a whirlwind of meeting up with family, a few friends, battling my allergies which came back with a vengeance and buying things for London living (i bought braised peanuts...do you have a problem with that?!)

here's me hiding during an unexpected birthday celebration.

Twenty-eight.

how awfully old that feels suddenly, and yet i feel no closer to settling my life.

Time seems to fly by and yet stand still for me--i'm still trying to sort out my life direction whilst my friends are buying apartments, flats, getting married, giving birth.

Yes, i know, at my age, people of my mother's generation were already laden with kids.

Am i worried that I am still almost like a footloose and fancy free barely turned twenty year old?

i guess, sometimes. i don't mean about the getting married bit, i mean the haven't seem to sort out my life direction bit. But then again, i believe that it's much better i take my own route than follow the crowd--in my case---because how much worse if i shortcircuit everything and get myself caught up in what one of my professors term the 'lock-step existence'?

anyway, to those of you who are reading this blog and whom i didnt meet...please don't be offended. i forgot to bring my mobile phone on which i stored all the numbers...

i'll meet up with you the next time i am home!