the gifts.

as i found out, the first gift came from a friend whom i hadn't heard from for quite some time.

he was the one to invite me to write a script for a play for him. he had just graduated from theatre school - and i'm one of those he had invited to write. suitably, i had gone through some of life's little dramas of friendship, love, and self-seclusion due to societal fatigue. it was timely, that call to meet and discuss the script, and in that was a gift.

it gave me a direction again, like an arrow from nowhere to point me that-a-way after i'd been tramping in the mud in the metaphorical moonless night. and there it is. i realise now that all that 'turmoil' is to prepare me for something. to come to a conclusion by myself, maybe, or maybe this is to allow me to reach out to people, who might be in need of this bit of advice or experience.

maybe.. this 'turmoil' is for someone i don't know. like i'd told a certain someone back then, 'why don't you write something? maybe you'll save someone.'

'maybe you'll save me.'


maybe, just maybe, this is my turn to help someone else out.

and nope, that person isn't the one i was supposed to meet.


the second gift came from the one i was supposed to meet... he saw me and promptly pulled out a tee-shirt that says 'university of terrorism [new line]fort benning, georgia'. it was for paintball sessions.

and since i know for a fact that he's going to pass me something, i realised that i was rather anxious about what it might be only after he handed me that shirt. seriously, there was a sigh of relief. (bet you didn't realise gifts can be so exciting!)

but i knew there had to be something else. something more significant. don't ask me how i knew i just did. and the shirt's not it.


guess it was to relax me lah hahaha! whomever said God doesn't have a sense of humour must've been worshipping the wrong one.

it became apparent only later.. this friend of mine's a follower of the Lord, he's told me about his wife, his job and the prayers that he had gone through to get to this and how he knew it was meant for him. through his narrations i had gotten the answers to the questions i asked my Lord.

yes, i understand. i will be patient. thank you for your guidance Father, i will keep them in mind.



..on another vein altogether, just WHAT is it about me and men who are inadvertently married/about to get married? somehow or other they try to get close. REAL close. and i swear i hadn't given signals. if they were given unconsciously, i can't say much but i swear i hadn't given any conscious signs whatsoever.

am i predestined to be The Other Charbor? aiyerrr. very stress one leh. The Woman Who Got There First is not The Woman To Be Trifled With.

i know, because i am A Woman. :P