Pheww, what a tiring day. Woke up at 5 am this morning and couldnt go back to sleep. If this goes on, I am going to be like a raccoon. I already see signs of rings around my eyes, not a pleasant sight....

Had quite a interesting Sunday afternoon, went for church service with Steph in the morning before heading down to changi airport for our changing landscape project. Steph, our resident photographer was in his elements there, took so many pics, shall post it soon. Bianca and I had quite a great time interviewing the people. I was a bit apprehensive approaching people at first, not knowing their reaction, but most of them were pretty friendly and soon I was laughing along with them. The best bit was that we got to interview this British with really nice-blue eyes who looks like Brian of Westlife(i think). Ah well...but it was quite tiring and I was so tired that I dozed on the lonely MRT ride back,having to rush off for my last reunion dinner of the new year with my aunts, which was held at home this year.

Sadly, this year's reunion was not as good. Only one of my cousin turned up, the rests were all my aunties and uncles. But I was happy to see them, especially my Dayi, who dotes on me alot. Their effusive praise of me being 'very pretty' turned my cheeks red. Don't think I am THAT pretty la, but thats aunties for you....but it did feel good hearing that, quite a confidence booster...Had another tiff with mom. It was seriously over a very small matter.. Apparently one of my aunts scolded joy(mom's darling dog) while I was not at home. After they all left, mom was like, poor joy, poor joy.....I should have been contented with just rolling my eyeballs, but I had to add..serve her right, and immediately she started to go into a tirade again. I just ignored her and continued to wash the plates and just mumbled murmured retorts that I might have liked to say to her face,but decided that it would be wiser to shut-up. As usual, all the usual stuff about going back to Dad's place came out. I wish I just have the guts to leave once and for all, but I think living with Dad will pose problems of its own. So now I just have to practise self-control and also to imagine her scoldings as crows cawing. So the war goes on....

Going to bed exhausted...but a very very good day today, for reasons I shall not say, minus the cawings of cause...