Last Official M'cca Trip :(

Our last trip to Malacca to the house we all love.... It's so hard to say goodbye, sometimes, but that's the trouble with life. Nothing ever lasts...

This is Jonker Street... Where we like going at night, mostly, but rarely get to, coz our parents think that we still need "adult" supervision. Someone please define "adult" for me!!!!!

Sheryll and me.. I dunno. I look like Steph's sister, and she looks like Steph's sister, but do we look like sisters? Naw, not really. Sigh.

This is us with Mr. Lukas from the Czech Republic :) One of the nicest guys I've ever met.. And they say I have bad taste. Hah!

Satay Celup!!! What was left of it, at any rate :P We ate a LOT. Even after a crazily heavy dinner. But then, we always eat a lot in Malacca. *moans* My poor waistline!

Me and Chen... She's back from the U.S. but gone to Singapore for a bit. Sigh.. Seems like everyone's upping and leaving.

2 Generations of Lim Sisters :) And it looks like we're following in their food steps. Hehe. And no, the spelling of that is NOT wrong! ;)

Ting and her prawns! It's always prawns! Prawn Queen! Wooooooooh! (K, I'm psycho hehehe).

This is us playing 'Take Two'... seems like a simple, boring game, but it's addictive. Think Scrabble, but 100 times faster - and when played with a bunch of naturally competitive people... Haha.

This is us cam-whoring on the last night of our stay there, before we started playing Pictionary at around.. I dunno, 4 a.m.? Hehe.

And this is how we sleep - in the hall, all squashed up together. It's good stuff, and probably something we'll miss a LOT. Is it any wonder we're so close? ;)

Discoveries

Ah yes.. It is interesting to note that chivalry is not as dead as it seems.. There are still guys who would step off curbs to help a blind girl cross the street, who appreciate how much a girl's virginity means to her, who still hold open doors and pull out chairs.... Feminism is all well and good, but who says a girl doesn't like being looked after every once in awhile?

On another note - we had a good time in KL. I doubt I'll ever regret anything about that day! :) Just a pity we never go to eat them durians. Hehe.. And now I've got He's Got The Whole World In His Hands stuck in my head. Whoopee. Yay Lukas!

PS: Thanks a whole bunch, Subu! :) *hugs*

-n-

How do people come to terms with things in their head? I just can't seem to.. No matter how many times I run through something, list out the pros and cons and generally figure out what is best for ME, the person, I inevitably come to the same conclusion: maybe I'm not strong enough to let go, even if it's detrimental to my well-being as a whole.

I suppose I'm just being stubbornly idealistic. Or is it just that my heart knows just how much pain I'd be in if I go through with what I know I should, and it's rebelling against it with everything it's got. Sigh.. Damned if I do, damned if I don't, to quote a much overused, but sadly appropriate cliche.

So how do you weigh degrees of pain anyway? How do you know that the choice your making is the right one? And how do you come to a decision to end what could potentially be the best thing in your life, because at the moment it's what's causing the greatest damage, emotionally?

I've tried to be strong, but I'm not that strong. I can't hold on to someone that doesn't want to be held on to..

It's like a man dangling over the edge of a cliff, and all that's keeping him from falling is your grasp around his wrist. The only problem is, he isn't gripping back... and there's only so much you can do on your own. Sooner or later, that fragile hold will slip, and then what? You're left with a dreadful uncertainty...

Did you do all you could to hang on? Maybe there was some inner reserve of strength that you could've tapped into that would've made all the difference. Maybe your grip wasn't right, if only you had just held on in a different way, a different angle that would've made it harder for him to slip away...

But then the nasty thought invades the self-doubt that maybe, just maybe, he WANTED to slip away. That's why he never tried to hold on to your hand, too, even just a little.

How do you deal with a situation like this? When everything seems to close in around you and you don't know what the right choices are anymore. Because I will eventually have to make some hard choices, and I really am not at all sure that I'm up to the task.