Love, 2011.

Thank you to the year of Chance, 2011.

Took a chance for everything I did, at least I tried to think that I gave it a chance and if anything didn’t work out, I don’t have to blame myself for it.

Started the year with being skinny, or rather, less fat as compared to now. School was still okay in Spring. Things were still manageable back then. Growing strong with M1 friends, with the circle rapidly expanding within.

Second month of the year was a wonderful time. Taylor Swift rocked my whole world (maybe people dislike her but I love her)! Valentines’ Day was lonely but it was better that way, just too bad for the guy who gave me up.

March was marchytastic. Bought my MacBook Pro. Loving it since then. Been hogging on to it since I purchased it. Then getting obsessed with macbook accessories. Fat wallet is a must for Apple product owners (but unfortunately my wallet isn’t fat). Little Joy finally said Hi to the world this year. This little cute girl has been growing up safely, and hoping that it will continue all the way for her.

April. Meeting more and more friends. Connections getting weirder. Seems like it’s just part and parcel of life. More dimsum sessions with the lovely people. Weight gaining project seemed to have kickstarted from there.

Still spending my Labour Day(s) in Pulau Ubin, for the 4th year running, thanks to ODAC camps. Changi Village Food Centre’s hokkien mee is forever yums. Back to more clubbing and more birthday parties to attend, naturally, becoming less rich. (Sigh, life.)

June was spent attending endless f18sta meeting, handling different level of saigang, facing a stupid woman in meeting every time. Handling tuition kid, where pails are really needed to either contain my bloodpuke or to knock the kid’s head.

July rolled out excitement. Trekking the old KTM rails and meeting weird things along the way. Somethings are just unforgettable that way. More and more clubbing sessions, better drinking threshold, but less anger management. Less understanding for people who make mistakes, grave mistakes. Started museum-jumping and continuing Sakae Sushi buffets. Life is fattening.

Red-headed in August. Loved the colour so much, I did a re-dye a month later. Lion King Musical was awesome, but the parking fees in MBS was not a joke. More drinking, more sushi, more singing. (Wherever the hell did I actually get that amount of money anyway?) More birthdays. My birthday, the Big 2. Well, not really big. But really glad for two lovely friends who spent the day with me in USS, love is beyond description. Had at least 3 rounds of birthday celebrations, love everyone for it.

Moving like Jagger in September. Drunken night after trays of sour plum shots. I will never forget this in my entire life, never. Yellow Ribbon Prison Run. Expectedly, even more birthday celebrations. Forming more weird links in my life.

October. Nike 10K Run. Antoinette was awesome for birthday celebration with the huge Hello Kitty helium balloon. Chunkfest was a disappointment, nothing much better than last year’s. By then, Fall semester has been strangling me with disgusting facts about Mesopotamia, Rome and the Aztecs. Thinking back, it’s just gross. Halloween was one of the best I’ve ever had, beyond words. Started with Mumbo for the first year, weekly meetings took up sundays of my weeks.

More Mumbo meetings, more photos. Family gatherings, precious photos. D-day for f18sta, success or not, but we all knew we did our best for it. f18sta thanksgiving, treats, laughter. Mickey Mouse walking, crab making. What a busy November.

December. Decided to no longer go Back to December anymore, don’t seem like there’s any point in doing that anymore. OLIP was mad, keeping awake was mad. Kaili’s baby shower, the tiniest baby I’ve seen. Camp Mumbo finally! Mixed feelings. Mock Christmas countdown, actual Mumbo Christmas countdown, mock New Year’s Day countdown. Johor trip! Potlucking and consecutive shots. Endless fun and laughter, dried saliva.

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I must say that 2011 has been good to me, even though it really wasn’t a good year for everyone else on Earth. Too many natural disasters that are heartbreaking and unprecedented events of geniuses dying. But I’m trying to keep the optimistic view that things will get better, and much hoping that it wouldn’t be true for the world to end next year. Graduation due next year, I want to work and enjoy the high life before I die; else of all these nonsense that I’m studying will not be worth, at all. Not in need for relationships, sometimes staying this way is the way to enjoy more in life. Till the one that feels more right comes along then. Really I don’t bear high hopes for 2012 but I surely hope it’ll treat me well, just let me have my way at times when I need to. I don’t need next year to be extremely well, smooth sailing isn’t all that is good. Thank you 2011 for the awesomeness you brought to my life, and let 2012 continue this tradition. <3

Love,
Lauren.

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