Transparent?

Ya. Wonder why? I was wondering why too...

Went to have high tea with Xiang, Roy and Wenling this afternoon. So "tai-tai", except for the presence of a male counterpart, Roy. Haha. 

Roy said my blog is so "TRANSPARENT" and he seemed rather amused or shld I say amazed by it. But I felt aroused by that comment that I bothered to think of it while on the way home. 

I don't think I always sounded negative leh. And I definitely don't "scold" pp on my blog right. I also dunno what he was trying to say. I thk maybe it's cos I openly share my thoughts bah. And I hope I certainly have not stumbled anyone here. 

You aren't right? 

Hmmm... I am not weird right? Haiz. But blog is blog about yourself right? Aiyo...

Anyway, the main reason why I blog is bcos, I'm a rather short-term memory person. I forget things all the time. And it seems that there is this "disk-defragmenter" or disk-cleaner" that will run in my mind automatically everyday to clear space for other input. Ha! So I better blog it down before I forget. And I am serious, not joking. I reali forget stuff too easily.

As I am in the midst of reading this book, P.S. I Love You, I felt all the more the need to blog down my memories. Felt alot as I read and it seems I'm beginning to love to read... My mind was just so engaged into the story and development that sometimes I would smile to myself or even frown as I read. Sometimes, it's like I wondered off to Ireland into the story. Maybe, I'm Sharon, Holly's good friend. Or I am Holly, whom the story revolves around, abt her coping with the loss of her husband.

Oops sorry. I just like the story too much, that I am wondering off to talk abt it. But it just makes me feel like I needed to remember the memories. Many times, I would imagine if I woke up to a Singapore that has no vehicle, no other pp ard except myself, what would it be like? Maybe I will feel excited about being able to walk AMK Ave 1 without worrying the on-coming vehicles. I can take my time to walk the streets in Orchard and nobody to bother me for deadlines that I have not met. No phone calls. Nobody. But that would be so scary. And what would I remember abt my dear husband, my family and my friends? I would miss the display of their absurd personality and deafening laughters.

Sometimes, I will imagine if Vic is not around anymore, what would I remember about our times together. I am seriously hopeless in remembering stuff. I don't remember any details of any show we watched together before. I don't remember where we had been to before when we were dating. I don't remember which restaurant we went to before he proposed to me. I hardly remember much. That would send a chill down my spine. So scary. It's definitely not bcos I love him little. Well, blame it on that "disk-defragmenter" and the "disk-cleaner" that were installed in me somewhere along the line. HAHA.

Well, that is why I love to blog abt Vic (especially Vic), my family and my friends. I love them and I want to remember the good times we spent together, the grieving moments we had and the sacrifices we've all made for God and this House. 

I wish I have photographic memory to remember everything all the time.

Am I transparent? I hope I can be more transparent actually. :)