Wednesday, January 7, 2009

In Spite of It All

Christmas and New Year celebrations are over. And I didn't think I'd get through it. Although, I did cry (ON STAGEEEEE...) the moment the countdown started and we were singing "We Wish You A Merry Christmas..." and in the case of New Year, I cried the moment I saw my family members waving at me through the phone screen and Baby Sam (who's not a baby anymore) screaming asking, "Kanapa kau???", seeing me covering my mouth crying. And yea, that's a progress, Sam speaking in Malay, hillarious.

I know the true meaning of Christmas is supposed to be beyond all the hu-ha people overrate it with. But to me, the very basic thing about it is having your family members near, expecially when that's how it's been for the past 22 years of your life.

But in spite of it all, i mean, all the sadness i've been babbling about being alone on Christmas and New Year's Eve, I was made happy by: my fellow band crew who miss their family and friends just as much as i miss mine; the bartenders who had to work extra hours and lesser pay, not only during the course of preparation and aftermath, but on the day of celebration itself; customers who themselves might have been in Casablanca for the celebration because they, like me, couldn't get home. But most of all, it's him, the lucky bastard who managed to steal my heart just in time for Christmas, and gave me his in return. Thanks to him, the two wondrous occasions weren't so bad after all. In fact, it was happy indeed. Hey, lucky bastard, just remember to return my heart back when it's time for me to leave Bintulu k. Ha ha.

But I must admit it, in the midst of all the greetings, hugs exchanged, the loud music, the cheering, the people, the dancing and singing, I see my family. And nothing makes me happier than knowing that they too, in spite of it all, are dancing and singing, cheering and hugging. I guess it's not really about physically being there with them, or them with me. =)

Cheers all, and may 2008 had been a good year for you, as it had been for me, and 2009 brings you more good things to come, as I hope it may be for me.

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