A Blog Entry Written With a Pillow-Covered Belly

Had takeout for dinner today, along with Andrew's laksa and Audrey's strawberry tart. It was a really unhealthy dinner and I'm now holding my breath in my very tight top and covering my belly with Housemate Above's extra pillow, sitting in front of his laptop while he watches Armageddon, and blogging.

Something really bothered me today, so I thought I'd write it down and hopefully try to get it out of my system by catharsis. Yet I don't know whether merely writing about it will help me; I think doing something about it will help me more, but somehow I don't really know what to do because I'm just a learning and growing person, same as everyone else. I know I sound rather serious, so prepare yourself because I don't think this entry is going to have any funny bits in it.

I found out today that one of the Singaporeans who had come to Leeds earlier in the year felt that he hadn't gotten enough support from the Singaporean Society. He had emailed the Singaporean Society earlier in the year before he'd come, and he hadn't received a reply. I remember getting that email and pushing it to the back of my head because I saw the email addresses of other committee members in the "to" field, and I thought that someone else would've dealt with it.

Apparently he's been saying over and over again how he feels that the Singaporean Society hadn't helped him at all, and he's very thankful that he met Audrey and Calvin because they were the ones who truly helped him.

I keep on hearing about it and it makes me feel truly rotten as a person because, no matter how I may have thought that someone else would've borne the responsibility of emailing him and helping him to settle his stuff, Ishould have taken the initiative to make sure that he really fitted in and that he was settling in well.

I guess it wasn't easy to have had so much responsibility thrust on me in such a sudden period of time, which really brought out the worst in me.

I also felt terrible when I reflected on the friends around me. They do simple things for other people without seeming to make a big fuss about it. I remember being invited to a friend's house for breakfast and he cooked breakfast for us without making any big deal about it, doing things quietly to bind people together, not boasting about organizational ability or any such thing, but doing things slowly and steadily and helping to bind people together by simple acts of service and kindness.

I hope that in future I will be able to say less and do more for other people! (Housemate Above says "from now on" instead of "in the future"!)