now isn't this retarded. i just wrote an entry about fear of abandonment, and about how it prevents you from being vulnerable to anything and anyone. but that being said, i can't bring myself to post it publicly. irony, thy name is yik. anyway for the time being it can only be viewed by certain multiply ppl who i know will care. or at least, a little bit. you know who you are.
on to happier things. my sister sam celebrated her daughter nikki's 1st b'day on saturday in s'pore, and apparently i missed a very grand occasion. there were heaps of ppl, food, a balloon sculpturist, a magic show and a two-tier b'day cake to top it off. (there was a magician!!) happy b'day baby, sorry i wasn't there to join in the celebrations but know that i love you with every fibre of my being, even though you're only one and can't even walk or talk.
meanwhile, the other sister sara called me on sunday to announce her imminent arrival to sydney in the first week of november. can't wait. hardly get to spend any quality time with her these days, what with me in sydney and her jetsetting all over the damn world. plus, she also mentioned to keep the 1st of november free 'cos she's booked a table for four at tetsuya's. she so does rock. which leaves me to attempt to get all my work out of the way to prepare for the joyous times i know we'll enjoy during her time here. hopefully it'll be done. family rocks.
