hello! when i went online today i suddenly had a wave of nostalgia pass over me and i decided to read through all my previous posts from the first to the present. i was such a sad, depressed soul in 2005! it was my first year in SRJC and i think school definately contributed to my pathetic state. however, it was also the year i met fab fab people and the few happy moments i had were mostly thanks to them :)

hey girls, remember this? i think it was taken during the first few weeks we entered SR. (at an airport toilet. hurhur)











that year was also the first year i ever had short hair. haha. i feel like cutting it short again.

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anyway, after today's lit identity lecture on fistful of colours, it got me wanting to know how singaporean i was so i asked my parents about it over dinner this evening. obviously, my dad couldn't help me much but i found out a lot from my mum.
my grandma's mum came over to singapore from boyan in search of a better life while still pregnant with my grandma. she worked here as a washer-woman i think. my great-grandad never followed so my great-grandma married another man here but apparently, he had a wife back in boyan and when she arrived in singapore he divorced my great-grandma leaving her to make a living for herself. the ironic thing is, they all still lived under the same roof! as for my grandad, he was of javanese decent but came here from johor and worked as a mechanic and after a few years, applied for singaporean citizenship. my mum never knew her parental grandparents so that stops there.

the sad thing is that only makes me about 3rd generation singaporean at most. i know this might sound stupid but i feel alien-ish when trying to relate to the characters in foc and am actually jealous i can't claim i descend from these singaporeans from around a century ago.

my dad told me that if it were any consolation, my having an english dad, a malay-singaporean mum and growing up in hong kong, makes me a great specimen of a result of globalisation. haha. ya. some consolation.

actually, i'm not too hung up over this. i liked hearing these stories BUT it's a pity my history can't be more colourful.

toodles!
lallie | 9:49 PM