Year end

December is always a good time for reminiscing.

I still think back fondly on Christmas celebrations at Richard's office. I'm not sure if they still do it but the vibes there are definitely so much more positive; it was quite like a family and it made us more willing to put in time and effort.

We're playing Kris Kringle in office starting today, courtesy of my Filipino colleague; strangely enough, the name I picked today to whom I'm going to be his Secret Santa is the same that I had a hunch about some time back. I shan't say more in case he chances upon this post but I think it is quite a divine opportunity, this.

A couple more months and Jo's godma will be leaving for Brazil to join her hubby; the group started to break up when some of us started getting hitched, and then Lulu went to KL to be with Alan for work, and now Dot too. We don't really meet up often enough, which is quite sad. Jo talks about his godparents sometimes; I wonder if he will still remember them when both will be away for such a long spell.

The world's a global village, but it seems that we're all growing further apart. It rents us asunder, splits the world up, breaks up my life, and drive us nuts. The global culture has taken over the local; now we all dress the same. The teens share the same idols most of whom don't deserve celebrity status. I don't know; this global village is a ticking timebomb.