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A second blog. A new look. A fresh start. A new lease. A new voice. A new life.

Change is inevitable, but in it all, it's still... Just me =)

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Under one roof

Eventhough there's SIX of us in the house...

We rarely see each other, just because one of us will always be on-call on any given day.

I've been here for 3 weeks now, and we only had one rare momentous moment where all SIX of us were able to go out and have dinner together.

Just once.

And its the first times that we will always treasure.


It's fun/crazy/cuckoo to stay with another 5 ppl in the house.

There's two bathrooms in the house, and only 1 with hot water. So you can imagine the morning toilet fights that we have each day.

Yet, it's only family who fights.

It is only family who will come to pick you up in the middle of the night from the hospital because it's too dark to walk home.

It is only family who would sit around on a saturday afternoon in the living room just chatting and laughing the day away.

It is only family who would wait (ie starve) for the other to wake up so that we can all go out for dinner together.

It is only family who would hang up each other's clothes (or at least take them out from the washing machine and chuck them into a pail coz they wanna wash their clothes too).

It is only family who would go out shopping for fruits together at a local night market.
(and subsequently fight over the bananas)

And it's only family who will wait for you to come home to eat, and to buy you food when you're sick.



Yes, this is family.

An unlikely combination, but there are no regrets.

Yes, they ARE family.

They are MY family.

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-jess, plus 5-

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