To this little space I've forgotten about, I'm sorry. 

To the resolution I made on the first day of the year, I'm sorry. 

To the people who still had little hopes for me, I'm sorry. 

I'm sorry it's been 8 weeks since I've been on this space.

I'm sorry I never wrote in it as much as I wanted to. 

I'm sorry that the promise made was simply broken. 

But here's to what has been happening in the past 2 months. 

FEBRUARY

Got a red packet bigger than my face from my mum this year

So Chinese New Year came and went, but the requests for red packets from my friends never did. People still asked, and I'm still not giving just because I haven't had my Chinese wedding ceremony. By the Chinese law, I'm unmarried. But this year, we had it special because my other half came along for some house visits and my family went over to his place. Perhaps it marked a beginning to our yearly traditions. Or maybe it was a sign for all things new.

My best friend spent Chinese New Year in Malaysia - the first time in 7 years

The past 2 years seem to have brought lots of new experiences for him - having spent his first birthday in Malaysia last year, after 7 long years of studying abroad. This Chinese New Year, he also made it home to celebrate just a little. We had long talks as usual. We took long walks as usual. And we had way too much to laugh about. As usual. And if you're wondering, he's a doctor who's ridiculously tall and resides over 6,000 kilometers from home. And he's single. Yes, I'm definitely selling my best friend on the blog.

MARCH 

Another month, another adventure

I know it's only been half of March as I'm writing this, but the decisions made for adventures to come in the past 2 weeks is enough to seal the deal for the month. It's going to be a long journey ahead for the both of us - and before more guesses are being done, I'm not pregnant. I'm fat, but I'm definitely not growing a human inside me. Yet. 

And finally, I got new jeans too

Along with the new jeans came a new job that was pretty old. Basically I had left my old agency for the old old agency I was with - making the old old agency a new agency right now. Have I lost you yet? Perhaps that was what I was aiming for right from the beginning. But hey, I got new jeans that are ripped intentionally because the old ones ripped unintentionally. How does that work? Don't ask me, I kind of just needed a good enough reason to buy new jeans for March.

NEED MORE? LET'S WAIT TILL APRIL NOW

Because really. My life has been pretty mundane of late