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Went to Qian Wen’s house last night to watch some fireworks display. Her house is on top of a hill, so the view from there is absolutely spectacular even without any fireworks. It was a really nice night, didn’t really feel the Merdeka spirit but I really felt just so close to my dear friends. We stayed up till 4am and woke up at 9am! Hehe. Then we went for breakfast at this place called Kiwi Bakery and Cafe. The food was alright, but I could see blood dripping from the notes as we paid.

I found out recently that I absolutely LOVE night views. Yesterday, sitting there at the hill top overlooking the whole of Puchong, I just felt so comfortable and happy. It gives me this peace inside, away from the world, and my thoughts are free to roam to wherever they want to. Sometimes before I go to bed, I even just walk to the window to look down at the guardhouse, and even THAT makes me happy. But I feel bad because I wouldn’t like to give the guards a fright if they were to look up and see a pale long-haired girl staring down at them in the middle of the night!!

Been doing some travelling lately, and I remember the breathtaking night view of KL as we were arriving at KLIA. Wish I could see it right now. The thought that came to me when I saw the view was, there are so so so many lights down there. Each representing a different house, a different lamp-post. And I could see the pattern of the roads, because of the uniform distance between the lamps. I wondered then, would it make a difference in the view if ONE of those lamps were to be turned off? And the answer is, no. I most probably wouldn’t even realise. But then, say if one lamp were to be turned off on this road, and one on the next road, and another on the next, and one here and one there, would that make a difference in the view? My answer was yes. The view wouldn’t look perfect anymore, I would realise it, and I wouldn’t like it. And it is just one here and one there. I WOULD realise it.

I guess what that taught me was that sometimes you might feel like you’re so insignificant in this world. Imagine if the view was the world, and you were a lamp-post. You might not have a close group of friends, and you think that the world wouldn’t realise if you were gone. But each and every person makes a difference, just like every lamp-post makes a difference. The view might not have SEEMED imperfect if one light was turned off, but it WAS imperfect. Maybe the world might not realise if something happened to you, but at least SOMEONE will. No one lives in this world without leaving any memories whatsoever. NO ONE IS INSIGNIFICANT. Have confidence in yourself and find friends who would treasure you.

Well, hope that made sense. Really made sense to me, but I’m not too good at expressing myself. Haha. Anyways, happy Merdeka to every Malaysian!

Time has really gone by so quickly. It is now exactly 4 weeks before I go back to England. Don’t feel like going back now, I’ll miss everyone here too much. But as the verse in Ecclesiastes says, "There is a time for everything". I’ve had 2 wonderful months of doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, and now it will soon be time to put my brain and body to use once more.

The trip to China was absolutely wonderful. Met so many fun uncles and aunties, and some really cuteee kids. It really felt like we were family during those 8 days. Miss seeing the kids running around and disturbing us, and listening to the uncles talk about the best food around Klang Valley, Kelantan,Golok,Penang, and the aunties who wouldn’t stop talking and pay attention to the tour guides!!! Hahaha. Some of the families even said that we should arrange to go on another trip together,with the same tour guide. Wish I could go too!!

Shall make special mention of the tour guide. She is a really really great person. She could make the history of China sound as interesting as …(hmm, what’s interesting?) Well, she made the history of China sound as interesting as the history of China to me! Because I love history!! Not only that, she also really cared for us. It was really HOT when we were there, about 32-36 degrees Celcius everyday. Whenever we got up the bus after walking around in the hot sun, she would make sure that we do not point the air-conds directly at our heads, as it would make us sick. And she,the si fu who drove the bus,and our tour leader used their own money to buy us ice-cream,and souvenirs too. She even told us some stories about herself and her mom, and sometimes I felt like crying after listening to them. You can see and hear that she is a really good daughter. Learned many things from her which I will never forget. It’s really wonderful when you meet such people who truly cherish life, appreciating everything that comes their way, good or bad.

Happy Birthday to all Malaysians. Be proud to be a Malaysian.