Getting down to routines

It's been 3 and half months I am in Singapore.
No complaints, everything went well with my job search and remain as a graphic designer - the first job I applied here in Singapore.

The ever hearthrobbing moment -the time I had to do my medical check-up for my working permit; Somebody whom we had mutual sexual encounters, whom I have lost touch by now, telling me he was tested HIV+ in March 2006. We had not met each other since August 2005, but the news struck me - as anybody would; we never had anal intercouse nor steaming hot sex but still - yes, the chances of me getting being +, IS POSSIBLE.

The result is fine. Everything is normal.

And I am seeing someobdy. Somebody whom would love me more than I would love him.

Getting down to routines - taking bus, transit at MRT station to work - come home - hanging around at home - chatting with my sister - giving my niece tuition - seeing mum every fortnightly -

Guess this is the moment I spend the most time with family since I left home for study and work in KL. At the downest part in my life, yes - it was the family which backed me up.

I don't know whether will I be happy ever after down here in Singapore - it is like 50%-50%; anyhow for moneywise, Singapore is treating me well, and it will be as good if I choose to stay on.
And if everything goes well with my teaching application, (yes, being a Singapore Government servant), guess soon I will become a teacher then.

I just thought all these will do me good then - more routine job, steady income, more holidays, more travels, more own free time for any possible developments of my interest.


Getting down to routines -
guess there will be no complaints for sometime.

And Harry? I still miss you. I was overwhelmed to have written the post about his re-visiting. It should have been written with more rationals.

What is said is said, moreover it was written.

And Brian? I know you miss me sometimes, but you know my stand clearly. You could be subconsciously agreeable to my stand but you couldn't resist the temptation and your way of regularity. We could have been much happier of being together but you ignored it and let it go.

It was meant to happen.

And Phillip, are you happening?
We're all in our own squares now and we're afraid of the risk of leaving it.

One love, one lifetime - as sung in Phantom of the Opera- it's getting utopic...