As exams are drawing nearer and nearer, and training days increases, i'm feeling the pressure. I worry that i wont have the time to complete my revision in time. I worry that all the jobs will be snatch up by other fresh graduates by the time i left school. I'm worried if wr is going to make it into the 1st team, so then he can compete in macau, because i've seen him struggle all these while.


Because of all these worries, i come to appreciate the tinest things in life.


I am thankful...

• For the fresh clothings that i put on after trainings. It just feels damn good to change out of those sweaty, sticky shirts and singlets.

• For the bed i sleep on every night. Its like the best invention ever.

• For the 4 legged dog, who looks like a rabbit. He never fail to wait for me at the door every evening. And never fail to amuse me by chasing people with his bone bone, forcing us to play with him.

• For my best friends, who read this space often to know i'm still okay. =)
  

• For the 100 plus my team mates offer me after gruesome training days. Feels like angels giving you heaven you know.

• For my mom's cooking.
  

• For the tv programme the perfect cut 2. Haha i looked forward to watching this at night everday. And i chiong home from training just to catch this show. It's interesting to know the various reasons why people chooses to go under the knife. Sometimes it's more than just being vain.

• For the new pioneer MRT station. It takes me only 3 minutes to walk from the station to my home. And 30 minutes to get to school. Ahhh so convenient. So super thankful for that. It still feels kinda surreal.

• For the pretty flowers thats blooming. It definitely makes the usual mundane estate looks beautiful.

Taken from my student's house. So pretty!! Our singapore's very own sakura!







poor cleaner.




This shot was taken from flickr. Looks so much like what we see in Jap or Korean drama!! =)

• And finally, i'm thankful for the shoulder to lean on when i'm exhausted from all the studying, for helping me carry my ridiculously heavy shoebag and for making the effort to stuff food into my mouth (blame it on my insatiable appetite)