Third of October

Dear Diary,

Just had a short chat with my sister who was recounting to me about the meeting she had with my college classmate yesterday. He was seeking her advice of possibly joining the banking sector. My youngest sister “counselling” my peer, hee… I am now 27 years old today. Hmmm… not that it is a drastic change, haha… Can’t help noticing that as we grow up, our birthday celebrations become more “private” and less elaborate. Gone were the birthday-singing celebrations in college canteens, the celebratory treats by university classmates… I guess I kinda outgrown those days. Birthday is to wake up and realise that Dad bought some nice breakfast! Haha… Milder but yet no less heart-warming. =)

Dad happened to be not working today, so I thought I should join him for some window shopping. Hadn’t shop for a long time. Shopping on a weekday is always nice because there is a much smaller crowd. A flurry of congratulatory SMS came in… how sweet. =) A human is a very complex creature but yet a simple text message from the right person can be all that makes one’s day. I am that absurd human! =) Haha… Dad might have seen me read a particular text message at noon and smiled widely. Why are humans wired like that? Haha…

At one point of time, I was exploring the “Ears: The Used CD depot” which sells both used CDs and new CDs. They were broadcasting the CD “Fall in love with Olivia”. I couldn’t help noticing how powerful and attractive the singer’s voice is! I commented to Dad, “Did you hear that singer sing? Her voice is awesome and powerful!” I really love what I heard. When we left the shop and I was peering into the glass window of another shop, Dad left me momentarily and bought that CD for me! How nice! I really did not expect him to go back and buy for me. It seemed more like a scenario when a boy is trying to court a girl… you know, the usual… he sees what she likes, then go back to the same shop to buy it! Haha…

I must remember that Dad was, once upon a time, like myself! Young 27-year-old man, haha… When I become someone else’s dad, I am going to be a really nice dad too! My own Dad has set an example I will remember. Had a nice tea break with Dad at the Marina Square food court. It had been quite a long while ago since I spoke to him that much. Pleasantly surprised to receive congratulatory messages from all my former students! The differentiating factor for this year from other years! Haha… so nice! =)

Had a nice dinner with Mum and Dad. Sometimes, how I wish I had a “8am – 5pm” job! I can imagine returning home for dinner more frequently, more evening runs, more social life, more interactions with friends… oh yes, SDU informs me that my complimentary membership is expiring. I won’t be renewing it anyway. At least I know myself a little more now… my interest towards a girl can’t be kindled with just one blind date meeting. I need to know her a little more… starting as a friend. Sorry, I can’t be like that clergyman who says that he chooses the beautiful girl and let God change her character, haha… =P

Anyway, now listening to Olivia’s rendition of Sting’s “Fields of Gold”. Such a nice song… wish I could share the music but can only leave you with the lyrics. If you have the same musical taste as me, this is a song you gonna try to listen to!

“Fields of Gold”
by Olivia (A Singaporean residing in Japan)

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold

God Bless,

Andrew