Turning 22

 

This year was a pretty quiet affair. Some of the CG girls surprised me at midnight (“Wan Qi… errr can you come out of your house?”) with a melted slice of mousse cake, a Pooh cushion and – wait for it – a (toy) corgi!!!!!!!! Whom I have affectionately named Coco :> It’s so light, it literally drifts with the wind~~

As you might have deduced from the stuff I wrote under the big ’22’, my turning 21 was significant for me. 365 days of humbling experiences starting with Weetrip before transitioning into a memorable PI journey, stepping into church and now, rounding it off with FYP. There were many events that happened along the way; some they brought me closer to people whom I never would have thought I would be able to click with, and others, I have unfortunately drifted apart from. Nothing out of the ordinary, really – that’s life, anyway.

I decided to kickstart my 22nd year with a prayer journal. I have been putting this off for the bulk of the semester and looking back, I should have started on it earlier because my memory sucks and I cannot remember who and what to pray for, except for the same few people whose names I have no trouble recalling. A journal would help declutter and reorganise my thoughts so hopefully this will be a wonderful start to the double twos.

21 was great, but 22 will be even better 🙂