Lookin' up.

I should be resigned to the fact that since our project's been completed. we won't have any reason to talk in the future.

So be it. I don't suppose we will. I honestly hope you'll find happiness, David. Thank you for having been here. It was phenomenal while it lasted, and I won't forget that anytime too soon.

I wish things could go back to being the way they were, but nothing'll ever be the same again. I suppose it's better this way, going about pretending the other never existed.

Ernest passed me a handwritten card from Junwei that I opened almost as soon as the two of us had parted ways. Junwei's words, paraphrased, "One thing I will say is that I learnt that memories are actually something that's worth recalling, even the bad ones, which teach us lessons for life." So even though I know Junwei will never have the chance to read this, I'd just like to say a heartfelt: thank you.

My cousin Kaylyn flies to Brisbane today to meet her lover, a divorced man twice her age. I cannot agree with what she is doing, but I admire her for at least daring to pursue the desires of her heart. There are too many others who live -safe- lives.

"I packed more than I would have done usually, but I just have to look perfect!" I love this line of hers because it reveals a less worldly side of the person I always thought of as a superficial fashionista who would snidely correct me on the pronunciation of "sarcasm" ("it's not SIR-casm, but SAR-casm"). That girlish thrill of anticipation, turning your whole wardrobe inside out to find that "it" outfit to impress the boy in the next class.

You can grow up, but you don't always have to grow old.