So much done, yet so little to say//

In retrospect, I think that 2009 and 2010 by themselves mean little to me. Rather, I'd like to think them simply as my NS years because only then, would they mean a significantly lot more.

It is not only about the new skills acquired and the new friends found, but rather, it is the intangible... something that I had gained from the time spent with others as well as by myself which makes it all the more meaningful.

This something is an awareness of me and my place in this world, which is altogether humbling yet empowering. I cannot put my finger on what it is at the moment, but I do know that what it gives me is a sense of calm and assurance which I knew not before.

There is no specifics to this, not one event significant enough for me to say, "this changed my life." But I suppose it is through the cumulative act of actually living and learning that I find myself where I am now.

Tangibly, I have done little of awe. I don't do things best and I don't always do it right. However, it no longer bothers me as much at how mediocre I think my life is. I guess what matters most is just that: that I have lived and learnt.

Maybe it is closure which I seek that I find myself typing out what I guess many would consider incomprehensible ramblings, but here I am and I guess this is what I'm doing.

For better or for worse, this is me flipping the dog-eared and tattered pages of this chapter and moving on to a new one.

Let's start with the one titled 2011.