and this is why i keep coming back.

having judith over in york is possibly the most joy-inducing thing i've had in a while. although, strictly, i can't be sure if it can be considered a "thing".. but well, grammatical issues and my deteriorating grasp of the english language aside, MY BEST FRIEND being over in the UK with me has made life.. sort of complete.

she takes my mind off things, and she's here to talk to me about anything and everything, and well, she's judith. and she makes life simple.

it's strange how i can see her once in months and completely feel at home-- there's no strange "i haven't seen you for so long and i'm not sure what to talk to you about" awkwardness-- there's no judgment, no hesitation, no discomfiture.

i love judith.

this is why she's my best friend in the world. i never ever have to explain myself.

this post isn't making much sense, i realise. rambling post-- probably a good indication of my mental and emotional state.

auntie wai chin passed away yesterday. God bless her soul. it's actually pretty difficult to come to terms with the death of a close one-- it doesn't feel.. real. i mean, in the past year i haven't seen her often, because, well, being separated by an ocean kind of makes it difficult to meet up with people, but i remember a time where i saw her everyday, when she was almost like another mother. when our cellgroup was so closely-knit, i would stay over at ruth's all the time, and watch "don't worry, be happy" on auntie wai chin and uncle singkong's bed, listening to spice girls and playing silly games. i remember holidays to malaysia together, where the parents would take turns watching us while we devised some way to escape their attention.

it just.. doesn't feel real, you know what i mean?

i can't imagine what it must be like for them now.

how surreal.

she's one of the best people i have ever met-- one of the most righteous, and down-to-earth, and loving, and giving, and God-fearing. she's an inspiration.

it doesn't feel real.