Moving to Singapore

I had set this blog up eons ago just before moving to Singapore but for personal reasons have left it all aside. Today i just felt like blogging and digging it up again, I realized that I had started a post but never finished it...here I'm posting it in all it's unfinished glory....Looking back, I could see how this decision had failed my last r/s which collapsed rapidly due to a multitude of factors exacerbated by thousands of miles between us.

But I don't regret moving to Singapore. Not at all. Now for the life of me, what was Plan C again?

Unfinished post from early Jun 2009

The funny thing of making anything official is the onset of fears and trepidations that just spill over, covering every waking moment of my existence. Weird, I thought we had gone through every nook and cranny, analyzed and mitigated every risk (or more realistically, reasoned idealistically).

I am petrified.

The offer just came suddenly and in true fashion, when needed, it's needed ASAP. This does nothing but add to my overflowing emotions and stress. I am taking it in my stride and not let it affect my vision or confidence.

So what I'm trying to say in my own convoluted fashion (hey, blame the shock that's allowing my brain to write in a stream of conciousness fashion!) is ..

I'm moving to SINGAPORE.

Honestly, really shouldn't be that scary since I'm familiar with it. And it's what I wanted.

I'm just so tired mentally. Plus, it's not happening the way as planned. I will be going alone first and hoping that my guy can join me. It's a calculated risk but one that can fail.

And then what do I do?

Plan C is really not an option. (Technically it is but I don't like settling)