The Eves.

this time last year, i was staring at the window outside of my gramps house.
fire crackers were flying up high in the not-so-very-dark sky, christmas carols became what turned out to be the most ear friendly melody.
round table, chairs, turkey and wine.
Christmas eve 08, Sabah.

this time the year before last, i was lying down on my bed. thinking bout what had happened in camp. '98 "Millenium" record by Backstreet Boys was played by the stupid neighbour.

I just finished dinner.
Rectangle table, '80s wooden chairs. Pork chop and Martini.
Christmas eve 07, Seremban.

This time around, im facing the laptop with a Norah Jones record playing on my stereo.
The night is cold, a pretty half-moon sits above the sky, and im feeling cosy, warm and enchanting with a beautiful touch of mystery on whats happening tomorrow.
Christmas eve 09, Malacca.

**Norah Jones-Those Sweet Words**

Happy Christmas People.