Today has been a rather eventful day. I had my camp facilitator interview at River Valley Road near Clarke Quay this morning. Wow, I was actually quite nervous throughout the interview, bcos the lady said it was an continual assessment of every individual from the moment we entered the office. I was so afraid that i would be late and the morning traffic was horrible. Super tempted to take taxi, but i decided not to bcos somehow i knew that NEL would be faster than taxi on weekday mornings. Walked all the way to the building and i was sweating buckets, damn pai sei when the lady wanted to take picture of my sweaty face. haha.

I saw Senthil at the interview, so surprised to see him there and he said, he got this interview through NTU careermall. I got my interview through recommendation by Eugene. Anyway i just prayed silently to God throughout the interview that i will get selected and be able to work with Eugene. I thought i was gonna be axed when the lady didn't ask me out for another round of interview. Luckily, she decided to place me as the Indoor Camp Facilitator instead of the Outdoor Camp Facilitator. Eugene was complaining to me about how miserable the pay was for outdoor camp facilitator when he found out that i got selected as indoor camp facilitator. $120 for 3 days and 2 nights. The lady said that indoor camp facilitator's pay is $12 per hour and have more flexible working hours. I really must thank God for His blessing and goodness. I really dunno wut to say, and sometimes it may sound like i keep attributing the good things that occurred to me to God, but seriously i think prayers bring about miracles. Esp after i pray, i get the things that i want. Is this luck or is it the hand of God moving over my life? I dunno, i choose to believe it's the latter.

Anyway, I've been quite reflective about my future, my parents and many other things lately. I just attended a 2nd funeral wake this evening and i suddenly realise that life is super short and it is over within a blink of an eye. This time round, it's a distant relative from my maternal relatives. Not close to her at all, so i didn't feel that sad. But one of the eulogies really touched my heart and i was trying to control the tears and trying not to fall alsp cos i was tired at the same time. My cousin told this eulogy and she started off by telling us the title of a story which reminds her alot of her aunt who jus passed away.

My cousin said that it was all these little continual actions of love that reminded her of her aunty's love for her. Even though her aunty wasn't working, this aunty would fork out $2 from the little amount of monkey she had been given and would give it to my cousin every week, without fail. So that my cousin will have extra pocket money. Even when the aunty moved away and stopped taking care of her, she made sure that my cousin's maid went to her house to bring the $2 to my cousin faithfully.

My cousin disliked three things as a young girl.

1. She hated being bathed 2. She hated eating her meals. 3. She hated taking afternoon naps. ( I bet she was a spoiled brat back then.) This aunty who was taking care of her would always find new ways to get her interested. Aunty would tell my cousin to imagine that her head was a wok and that the shampoo and conditioner and body foam were delicious food like tomato sauce, noodles that were being cooked and they were going to have a feast after my cousin finished her bath. Aunty would always try to come up with different twists to the various fairy tales to tell her afternoon bedside stories and put her to slp. Aunty would tell my cousin to imagine that her mouth was changi airport and every spoonful of food represented planes carrying passengers from various countries like japan, britain, brazil etc. She would tell my cousin to open up her mouth and eat her meals and in the meantime save all the passengers that were on the plane.

My cousin continued saying that this aunty was committed to loving her and it didn't matter even if it meant going the extra mile just to make her happy.

I thought that it was a brillant and humorous eulogy. It also made me ponder about how i wanted people to remember me for, when my time on this earth comes to an end. I wonder if i will have regrets about not doing certain things, like not saying enough "pa, ma, i love you deep deep" and not showing enough concern for my own grandma and parents and taking them for granted. What type of person do i want to be remembered for? The interview also asked me this qn and i just said "passionate, determined (hard working) and understanding"

But are these values enough to bring a change to my loved ones around me? Are these values able to let my loved ones know how much i cherish and treasure them? I really dunno. So, before you go to slp or go to sch or work tmr, remember to say something heartwarming to your parents or loved ones. Show them that you care.