Last Sunday, I reached home tired and hungry, so hungry that I almost started shivering..

After a long day of verifying the proxy forms for an EGM, I was really exhausted. Working on Sunday ain't something I enjoy, but the serenity and peace found in Raffles Place was exceptionally overwhelming. Perhaps, it was because nobody was out there, just like the scene in I Am Legend.

When I finally reached home, I was greeted with a table full of dishes! It was my landlord's wife's birthday, so she prepared a feast. I was astonished and overjoyed, because, the last time I had home cooked food at home and from home was donkey years ago. It's not the food, it's the feeling.. So I sat down and began savoring the bak ku teh, the omelette, the prawns, the chicken and the vegetables, I felt totally spoiled, totally satisfied..

This week is good, knocked off at 8, 8, 9, 6 and tomorrow will be 1. I guess the first week was just to mould me, just to shape me, so that even when such shit occurs, I can brave through the storm. What else can I say?

I am blessed!