About Rose: I grew up in Singapore, lived in Melbourne but currently call London home. I love gastronomic adventures, especially while travelling. I stated writing at 17 to remember how it all began.
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24 September 2005
1.35pm; saturday
i got this off through blog surfing, and i've been reading some of those that people have written of themselves. it's poignant and very revealing. i suppose it's a catharsis and somehow makes you search yourself. and yet, everything comes quite easily.
I am that baby that wore a rabbit costume, wishing she was the fairy at her birthday party
I am the toddler that woke up every morning at 7 just so I could kiss my mom and dad goodbye before they went to work. I am that toddler that cried when I woke up too late one morning to bid them goodbye.
I am that kid in primary school that skipped the school bus and went to 7-11 to eat instant noodles with my best friend at the bus stop.
I am that little girl in primary six, wishing everyday I was smarter.
I am that girl that loved sec school so much and tried so hard at everything she did. I am that girl that gave everything she had but felt she got little in return.
I am that girl that put ice cubes down people’s back during recess and ran out of the canteen trying to get away from the fastest runner in school.
I am that sixteen year old that stayed back with the rest of the team running 2.4 every week and putting in 200 shots everyday.
I am the one who fell in love with the beatles.
I am the one who had the time of her life at seventeen with friends smiling in the sun, and having crazy nights; all the while, secretly wishing he would like me too.
I am a girl who loves her photos because she wants something to hold onto because she is afraid there may never be a good memory again.
I am a girl who stole glances at her crush a few tables away in the library. and I am the girl who was abashed when he caught me looking at him.
I am that sister that fought with either of you all the time when we we little. I am the sister that borrows clothes from you, still.
I am a daughter who disappoint you more than I bear to. I am also that daughter who can't bear the thought of losing her parents. i love them too much.
I am someone who loves breakfast sets, hana maki, hawker food, mushroom steak& ice lemon tea only because of the people I share it with.
I am that girl you met at tennis and whom you twirled around on that bridge in the cold winter night.
I am that girl who learnt how to fish with you, who hates that copocabana tune you love so much, the one who made you finish her chips because she couldn’t finish it. I am the one who tried so hard not to cry when I watched you walk into the departure gate, not knowing that would be the last time I’d ever hold you again.
I am the girl who once bitten is now twice shy.
I am that person who wants so much to be good at what she loves. I am that friend who misses her friends when she’s an indian ocean away. I am that wistful girl that spends her friday afternoons walking along in the ngv gallery. I am that best friend who never forgets that you are always there for me.
I am a girl that turned nineteen, stepping into her living room, surprised, by her smiling friends that played her favourite beatles song and a montage of pictures. all my loving.
I am someone who puns too much and attaches a song to every moment in time she goes through
I am the eager twenty year old hoping to be everything she dreams of being in life, love and family.
I am me, wistful and sentimental. Who are you?
"Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me. Let me take you down, 'cause i'm going to Strawberry Fields nohing is real and there's nothing to get hungabout. Strawberry Fields forever."