Merci

Although it might not have mattered to you at all but if I could tell you how I felt exactly when you picked up the phone and chatted with me yesterday, it would be this:- "I'm really grateful because to just listen to your voice, your exuberance and your positivity; it really brightens up my day." I really don't know where this is heading to, most likely to nowhere, but at this very moment I just want to thank God for small things from you like this. :-)

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And to chat with you again in MSN today, I think it completed my week. Yeap, potatoes and jus alpokat ftw. At least we have something in common - food. I wonder if there's any more common interests between us other than these. Oh well, if only I could meet you for a glass of jus alpokat when you're back in Medan or you are here having fries in the cool summer weather with me while chatting just about anything under the sun, like what we used to do in MSN nearly every night last year. It is only a dream but I guess there's no harm of me dreaming since that's the best I can do now. Well, everytime I eat milk cereals from now on will remind me of the struggling time I had here in Ireland whereas for you it is a healthier choice of food since you said you're chubby which I don't agree entirely with you. :p

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On another not-so-related-note, met a Malaysian guy here who happened to be my classmate in Abbey College. Ricky is his name. This 32-year-old dude who hails from Ampang is one of the rare genuine friends that I have in Dublin. Was supposed to go for lunch with him today but he told me he had some 'business' to settle. Turned out that so-called business of his was a date. First date to be exact. When I met him after his date he was a really happy man and I can literally see a glow in his face, all smiling and excited. I mean, who wouldn't? I can understand his feeling because, afterall, we are so far away from home and somehow there's a yearning for someone to be with. I just can't help but to feel happy for him. Went to a newly opened Malaysian restaurant in Dorset Street called 'Proton House' (what a name!) and had a great conversation with Ricky about how his life unfolds in Ireland. It was truly an as astra per aspera story which is really inspiring and somehow gave me hope that I'll be alright in Ireland despite the difficulties I'm going through currently. Cheers Ricky, I don't know if I would make this blog public but if you ever read this, you know it is dedicated to you. It was really a blessing to have known you and I really hope that life would turn out as planned for you and Savilla. And also, thanks for the nasi lemak today. It was awesome lah!

And before I sign off, the reason Merci was chosen as this post's title is because of a game played in class today. When asked by Colum, my lecturer, what is 'Thank you' in French, I enthusiastically answered 'Je t'aime' to the whole class even though I was fully aware the correct answer is 'Merci'; much to my chagrin. Lesson learned. Shall not be over-confident next time. Be more composed, Justin.