What A Life!
Whilst organizing all the things I wanted to pack for Perth, I did something I've been wanting to do since I've been back - go through all the random stuff I have in my cupboards. Going through the countless boxes I have, I came across letters, handwritten letters, so many of them from the friends I met at the NZ youth exchange, my host parents in Papakura and Wellington respectively and even some that the Sixerhz sent while I was in New Zealand. Those letters made me stop everything I was doing momentarily to think about all the different individuals I've met over the course of my 20 years of life. And I am so happy to say that I have been blessed to meet all these different people from different walks of life, of different nationalities and from different countries.

Letter from Suwei accompanied by a dolphin drawing by Su Li.

Postcards from Anna, Ling and Pearly from Langkawi!
From Emma, the awesome Brisbane chick that I met randomly while on the chair lift in Rotorua to Brock, the quiet guy from Narribri that I got along with so well during the camp. From a couple with the names Chris and Teresa who were nice enough to accept me into their lives and treated me like a member of the family from day 1 to another adorable old couple living in Wellington with the names Tom and Anne, who showed me so much of New Zealand's capital city in the short 2 weeks I lived with them.

Postcards from Brisbane from Emma <3

Birthday card, Christmas card and random postcard from Chris & Teresa.

The 5 page long letter sent by Tom & Anne :)
Going through my cupboard some more, I came across pictures of New Zealand. And man I miss that beautiful country. This may sound familiar to some of you by now, but I miss all the interesting personalities that I encountered at Rotorua. From the stunning Brazilian named Eduardo to the tall sweet Austrian girl called Susi to the shy Italian joker named Lele. I miss waking up every morning to the cool New Zealand air, only to see Lele do laps in the field at 6am in the morning. I miss being excited about the endless possibilities each day brought while I was there. One day we'd be hanging out with the Maori and camping by the beach, and another we'd be zorbing down a hill and driving into rocks with 39 other enthusiastic youths, who were brought together from so many different backgrounds but who all clicked like we've known each other for years.



And then I found pictures of Europe. I remember the wave of emotion that hit me the first time I stepped onto the cobblestone roads of Prague. I was excited, nervous, enthusiastic and very very happy all at the same time. And up til now, no experience other than when I travel and my first few weeks at uni has managed to evoke these same feelings. Seeing Prague and Amsterdam amazed me. I never really knew back then, how different other parts of the world were like. And I dare say, it was one of the most eye opening experiences for me, to date. I came back from the trip a changed person. I realized how big the world actually is and how small a part of it I am. Along with all that, I also caught the travel bug, which is a huge part of the person that I am today.

Coming back to somewhere closer to home, I also came across my 5S1 and SAM year book. Reminiscing back, despite my hatred of Chinese and people who spoke nothing but Chinese and would use the word 'chim' every time me and the girls spoke English, Kwang Hua was really one heck of an experience. I wouldn't trade my time there for anything in the world. I read the notes our teachers left us, the things we wrote about each other in class and could not help but wonder about how everyone is doing. I haven't seen or heard from our teachers in years and can only hope that things are going well for each and every one of them. As for everyone in 5S1, I've heard nothing but good things happening to everyone. Our class is now scattered everywhere in the world and although it makes me sad to think 46 of us might never all gather together again, it's heartwarming to know that everyone's doing well and chasing their respective dreams. Also, I read something that put a huge grin to my face! The years have made me forget my tennis sessions in class with Kean Seng! I've forgotten about how we used to scrunch up paper and hit it around with our books, as if we were playing tennis :) Those were the good old days.
I've always thought that one year in Taylor's wasn't enough as the class of M1 2007 had so much fun together it felt like time flew past. Reading the messages everyone left me in the yearbook at the end of that year made me miss all the amazing people that made up our class. From gorgeous Navina to the very blonde Yean Ling, to my 'mummy' Kar Mun and my 'daddy' Kuan Jhun to big eyed See Mun and adorable Alston who brought us everything from 'heong peng' to cuttlefish! I still remember Mr Lee's reaction when he stepped into class that day after we had cuttlefish and stunk up the entire room! I miss standing outside college everyday during lunch break and cracking our heads over where to eat, I miss all our conversations over lunch and generally, just getting to see and hang out with you people everyday. Also, who can forget the crazy things the Features team of the Winangali got up to? It was the first and only time I got my face smashed into my birthday cake, and revenge never felt sweeter as I got back at Shyan by smashing cake on his face. TWICE *evil grin* hehehe SAM wasn't easy, but going through it with this amazing bunch of individuals sure made it worth it. And to be honest, I don't remember any of the stressful or less than ideal moments we had. Every memory I have from SAM consists of nothing but laughter and joy. 2007 was a great year and one that I will continue to miss for a long, long time.
Speaking of long, this post has been going on for too long. But for once, I felt the need to write down everything I was feeling. I guess what I'm trying to say is, thinking about all these experiences reminded me of what an awesome life I've had. And I'm only 20! As much as boring Perth has brought me down a little and made me lose the enthusiasm I had in my first year, as long as I find a way to wake up each day and think about the possibilities that day may hold (ie the people I may meet etc), I'll be alright. And I'll find ways to turn the lemons life throws at me into fizzy, refreshing lemonade.
Shan Min
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