:(

getting grossed out by the snot that's coming out of my nose in droves, yet feeling quite relieved that i can breathe more easily.

eww.

:(

my abs are getting a workout though.

:)

*droool*

I'm seriously loving this bag I found from Free People. What a delicious mix of rope, canvas and leather!

Happy baggie find courtesy of Oh Joy!

haaacho!!

Was as sick as a toad yesterday, sneezing countless times and blowing my blocked nose even more. What was worse is that my eyes were burning and throat up in flames and I couldn't really stand more than 15 mins to iron clothes. Felt really miserable and I just couldn't fall asleep in front of the tv because I didn't really want to sleep in my bedroom.

So I followed N's advice and took a flu tablet and slept for 1.5 hrs. Woke up feeling much better, had dinner and slept again at 8pm. Woke up today at 9am, with the heatiness and sore throat all gone. The blocked nose is much better now, at least I can breathe through my nostrils.

Yay! :)

the HORRORRRRR

I just found out that Freitag's stopped producing its iconic backpack, the Bonanza! Boohoo I don't know how long it's been already, since I haven't been to their website for ages. But they didn't even send me an email! :(

so upset.
sulk. :(

mm?

Think I've lost my blogging mojo, nothing new is happening in my life right now, except that my room is 90% clean, most things have been packed and rearranged to their appropriate places, I've dumped more than 20 bags of rubbish, including old school notes.

I've watched a couple of movies, read quite a few books, think I'll update that on the sidebar. I've somewhat restored my sleep debt, I made it to Penang, enjoyed myself immensely in the company of friends, burp! So what else is new?

I've customised a graduation present for myself from forestprints, courtesy of N (more on that when it arrives). I've drooled at Cath Kidston bags which Fie Japan stocks (O,O). I've gone gaga over a basket bag I saw at Muji, to which the sales assistant confidently replied that all stocks were sold out at all 3 branches. The net-savvy me decided to trawl all over the internet for possible stocks, but the closest I could get was internet pictures of it.

And to which, I found!!!!! the next day at the branch at Paragon.
Tsk tsk!!! This concludes my third experience of never trusting the words of salespeople, and to rely on the sole effort of going to every outlet possible to get what you want.

And the day after getting the said basket bag from Muji (how could I resist?), I found yet another similar looking basket bag at Pottery Barn. Mmmmm.. Ho hum.



This concludes my non-blog-worthy life. The end.
Mmmm I feel like having a warm creamy soup now.. :Þ

pluhhh.

I'm feeling a little disappointed.

Imagine picking a present, and with your heart a-skipping and giving the present away, hoping that the recipient will like it. So the surprise takes a little explanation, and before it's complete, "Ok see how lah" is the response that I get.

Bummer.

Don't exactly know why I feel this way. It's not as if I could easily afford getting the present, being so broke and all. Perhaps I'm brought back to a time nearly a decade ago, where I wasn't given any chance of explaining myself, subject to frightful embarrassment of which is merely secondary, but often misjudged, prejudiced against, and brushed aside cruelly for countless times, of which I endured for a whole year.

Pardon the lengthy sentence. I've just completed reading Tess of D'urbervilles, Three Musketeers and on to Frankenstein now.

Perhaps it's the inability to capture the crit panels' fire-cracker thin attention span. Ok let's carry on. Ermmmm I was about to say something??

BOOHOOOO. Ok I need to get out of this wretched misery which I imposed on myself. After all, what I've done is a blessing, an action of my love and it's fortunately an unintentional reaction, but somehow quite predictably on the part of the other. It's not as if I need to get a tit-for-tat, to expect the reaction which I imagined and anticipated in my mind. So as Jesus loved unconditionally, so I too will follow.

That makes me feel much better now.
Carry on!

Happier posts will continue soon.
:)

*drooooool*

Need I say more? Hehe more goodness available here~

Thou shalt not consume...

Anymore fried food!
Bah!

Tis one of my favourite type of cooked food *surprise surprise* and yet I can't partake in any of it!
Just ate some of the frozen fried chicken variety and now my stomach's having a mini-orchestra in it.

Oh woessss.
It doesn't just happen to fried food though, also to instant noodles. All the unhealthy stuff.
RAWR!!

But I guess it's good though. Makes me stick to healthier dishes.
Hope my stomach makes it through Penang :D

New Perspective of Life

It has been awhile since I posted on this blog, perhaps I got too caught up with all that is going around me. Hahaha and guess where I am typing this entry now but on the bus home. I have just finished the book "Epic battles in the Last Days" by Rick Joyner and it was really quite a read. Now I am on to his second book. Hahaha I thought it was a boring book becos of the retro cover and the all so boring cover illustration, but thankfully I got to opening the book and started reading. Briefly, the book is about the battles in the last days between good and evil and how our lives are affected by this spiritual warfare that is going on. For the sake of C, I shall divulge too much of the contents lest it spoils the pleasure of reading the whole book. Anyway the greatest lesson I got from the book is that of humility. I feel that pride is my greatest enemy as it can suddenly overwhelm me and cause me to fall. I will always remember the verse that is constantly repeated throughout the book, which is God opposes the proud but exalts the humble. And I begin to reflect that maybe I got so much more stuff to clear up in my life. I begin to see the flaws that I have and sincerely want to change and get right, hopefully God will grant me the grace to do so. 

Anyway, I just had a nice night out with C and it was really just so nice to watch a movie and eat dinner in the dark. I really appreciate the time with you, love you so much dear. 

*gasp*

I've just started packing my room, it's been 5 hours and less than 5% done. Good grief. 0_0

There's so many things that need throwing away / repacking and finding space for all the miscellaneous things I've acquired over the years.

RAWR!!!
I feel so sweaty.
I feel so auntie.

Today...

I feel very tired.
Everyone's tired.
I can only just pray for the best.

Thank you Lord for constantly reminding me that You are always here for me.

:)

On my knees at the Cross.

I need to remember that God's always here for me, and with His Power, ANYTHING is possible.

Gifts

Giving gifts is my primary love language. I love giving gifts and receiving them. To me gifts captures the love and thoughtfulness of the giver at the moment of purchase and encapsulates it into a physical body. It sets the phrase "I was thinking of you" in stone and allows the receiver to recall this evidence of love everytime he / she picks up the gift.

However in our lifetime, we would receive countless gifts, some escape our memories while others will always be on our minds. These are "surprise gifts" and "first gifts".

First, I can't help to notice that gifts that are surprises usually stay cemented in the foreground of my mind. For instance, the card that C gave to me when I was sick in JC. It was given even before we were together, and to me it hinted that she liked me (*although I know it was not the case then) and that she cared. Whenever I stare at the card I get teleported back into time to my teenage years when the butterflies in my stomach would start to churn again.

Then there are "first" gifts that we will always remember. For example, my first birthday present was a tricycle that have been long gone. But I recall whenever I rode on it I would feel so loved by my parents. Then there was the first gift that I received from my best friend when I was in pri 6. Though it was a nondescript cassette tape by MLTR by it was that first gift made me experience the notion of brotherly love. Then there was the birthday gift by C which consisted of a big Blue coffee cup tat was handpainted by her. Until this day I have never used that cup to store any liquid. The only use I had for the cup was to stare at the paintwork and wonder what was running through her mind when the paint touched the ceramic.

Somehow, it is funny that we find it easier to remember the gifts that we receive rather than the ones that we give. But for those "given" gifts that we remember, it is usually those that were procured with monumental effort or those that made the receipient happy beyond measure. I will always remember the first CD I bought for C which cost me a week of my pocket money. And also the I will always remember the shine in her eyes when she received the little toys that I got for her as surprises. To me these are part of the countless beautiful memories that shape the landscape of our relationship. In turn, they create this picturesque scenery that just takes my breath away everytime I close my eyes and reflect about it.

C I just want to thank you for all that we shared and pray that God will continue to bless us and guide us in our walk together. And as you battle to meet the deadlines and the pressure to perform, may the peace of God be with you and whoever is with you in the room. That Christ's light will shine thru you and touch the lives of people around.

*Hopefully to cheer you up. Hehehe pootpoot!!!!1

Heart's a beatin'

Uniqlo is to open in 7 days!!
Ahhh!!

Will make my pilgrimage after thesis submission.
@___@

eyes wide open.

Didn't realise I had 3 cups of tea yesterday till it was time for bed.

morning - strong black tea
afternoon - 3-in-1 milk tea
night - hot green tea

Needless to say, I was still pretty awake at 3am. *__*
Fortunately I managed to sketch out and clarify some stuff before trying to get some shut-eye half an hour later~

the occasional stress reliever.

It's no secret that I really dig squeezing white/black heads out of my face whenever I feel like it, and I get an immense rush whenever a big chunka-munka rockets out of my overly-enlarged pore from time to time.

Such as today.

It was one of the hugest white-heads I've ever seen. A whole 2.25mm of it :D Such babies are only the products of extreme stress and sleep-deprived skin. Oh woes..

But before you start squirming "Eee, you're so gross!" I'm sure every single one of you out there has a closeted disgusting fancy you indulge in once in a while (or everyday), like digging your belly button and getting amused at how smelly the fluff is, picking your nose and admiring the size of your snot, scratching your armpit AND then smelling your fingers (eek!), so dun judge me hor!

Hahaha ok time to get back to thesis. Meh meh!!!

hair-did

Having looked through a couple of fashion blogs... I've decided to grow my hair till it reaches my boobs / waist.Hurhurhur. I hope I'll have the patience to do that before I complain *yet again* of heavy hair and strained roots.

How do they ever get tousled overgrown out-of-bed hair to look so incredibly chic and effortless at the same time!?

Credits to NAST for the delicious photos.

How Can I Keep from Singing?

:D Yet another of my favourite songs~

Random Thoughts

It has been awhile since I updated the blog. Guess there is just too many things happening at the same time that I dun have time to sit down and think. Perhaps it is just coincidental or perhaps I am just more observant, but then it seems that the people around me have been going through a lot these few weeks. It is really difficult for some to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Some feel that their efforts are going nowhere, while others feel that the problems that are happening to them are nothing within their control.

Sometimes I really want to tell everyone that God is there always no matter how crappy we feel. But then again I understand that we all need some tangible form of comfort from people around us. And I do admit that I need someone to lean on many a time when I feel crappy. I also feel like having a good rest now from all the rubbish that is happening around me. Hahah perhaps I should really consider being a fisherman and just stare into the open wide sea everyday. That would be life. hahah but albeit a life without purpose. Perhaps this is the irony, to lead a meaningful life we have to make meaning of our trying circumstances.

Then the other day I was just thinking about how married life would change my lifestyle now. There would be so many more additional duties that I was thinking about. Imagine the bills that have to be paid, the groceries to be bought, the household chores to be done, the support that one has to provide for the family. But then I guess without all these responsibilities, it would make family life meaningless. Hahaha. And there is also the joy of having one's own children. The joy written on every parent's face clearly illustrates that it is all worth it to make all the sacrifices that love demands.

CHOMP!

I've just had the most satisfying junk-food dinner in a long while. BK's Double Swiss Mushroom burger (did I get the order right?) and onion rings~~

I've even forgotten how the burger tastes like. lol.
It's been 4 years since I've had BK? :D~~~~~

:'(

Feeling so stressed and depressed about thesis that it's unhealthy.
Help. :(

midnight yummy snackeroos

Even Pepito says so!

beauty of a sunset

It was yet another thunderstormy afternoon, yet this is greeted me in the evening. :)



I was editing the above photo for my msn avatar, and while adjusting the brightness / contrast, I realised that it was a double rainbow! :D So amazing~ Get yourself further from the screen if you can't see it.

Ok you can see the 2nd one more clearly here.

This is the warm yummy golden-yellow sunset in the opposite direction.

:D

yummy

such a lovely shade of teal.
From Freitag. :D

:(

Going nuts and feeling real jittery.

Perhaps there's nothing to feel panicky about and I'm on the right track, but I can never be sure, especially with thesis / design.

I've had 2 portions of Lipton instant milk tea and I think I'm probably feeling so anxious because of the caffeine overload. Perhaps it's just me - that I have to see PB tmr and feel rather scared of what he might say to my design. I've been 'rejected' for so many times that I'm not quite sure what to make of what I'm currently doing.

Working at home has its perks - the comfort, convenience of not having to travel to school (3 hrs per day!!) and I can be a sloppy auntie without feeling subject to scrutiny. *hehe* I can fart, dig my nose (Hey who doesn't do it!), squeeze my black heads, tie my hair with most of it sticking out at odd angles and not give a damn.

In school however, with everyone working so hard - it becomes a psychological push to work harder. Another plus side is that I get to seek my friend's opinions on my design and a reassurance that I might be progressing. But I really do hate traveling for so longggggggg...

BOO.
It doesn't help that I'm pretty much distracted by a spotted green bag - which is now conspicuously put up for sale (it was hidden within another post - 'pls contact me if u wish to get product abc, instead of xyz.') YES I'm feeling panicky because I'm afraid that it might get nicked away right before my eyes. (T__T) Oh the agony of being a student.

RAWR!
Oh dear LORD, please help me! Let me feel your Presence and set my heart at ease!

!!!!

It's sold out and I'm frothing *gurgle-barf*
(click on the pic to the webbie)

*swoon*

Cath Kidston has been updated with a Spring Collection! I'm trying to contain my drool. Hahahah. Especially with the favourable exchange rate.. HOW?!

I've got so many favourites. Eeps!
Shipping is a bummer though. :(

Song for the Spirit

A touching song and meaningful lyrics for those who are feeling stressed for the upcoming interim crit.



In the quiet, in the stillness
I know that You are God
In the secret of Your presence
I know there I am restored

When You call I won’t refuse
Each new day again I’ll choose

There is no one else for me
None but Jesus
Crucified to set me free
Now I live to bring Him praise

In the chaos, in confusion
I know You’re Sovereign still
In the moment of my weakness
You give me grace to do Your will

When You call I won’t delay
This my song through all my days

All my delight is in You Lord
All of my hope, all of my strength
All my delight is in You Lord Forevermore

sigh...

I shut my mouth at people who simply love to win arguments for the sake of it.
I keep quiet with they who don't listen.

The Hand That Holds the World

No greater joy
Is there than this
To know for what
We're meant to live

To hold Your hand
To touch Your face
To find ourselves
In loves embrace

I want to stand before the King
Join in the song that heaven sings
I want to hold the hand that holds the world

I want to know the mystery
Reach out and touch the majesty
I want to hold the hand tht holds the world

No greater love
Could be bestowed
That You would name us as your own

Your daughters sing
Your sons rejoice
They gather here before Your throne

You are, You are
The author of creation
We are, the chrildren of your heart

You are, You are,
The light of all the heaven
We rise, to worship all You are

i am STOKED. :D
Happiness is just 4 months and 20 minutes away.

We're back~
Pictures and more blogging to follow. N has my card reader and I still feel as if I'm on a boat.
Laters!

doing the jitter-bug

I'm having hunger pangs every 2-3 hours.
HOWWW!!!!

Leaving for Phuket tmr morning.
Feeling the jitters of being suspended in the wide and deep(!) open sea.
Having a (possible) whale shark go past me.
And manta rays too.
I haven't dived for 2 years.
I better get my buoyancy right to prevent any lion-fish from poking me.

HOW!!!
I is scare-dy cat.
I pray that I don't have a panic attack.
:S
Dear Lord, please don't let any trigger fish or nasty sea creatures from attacking / harming anyone on this trip. AMEN.

Exercising my ear-nose-throat tube now to prevent any possible painful ear traumas from the pressure - that may possibly lead to panic attacks. Whee.

I hope I don't get seasick.

'happy' new year 2009

It's the beginning of yet another year, and this time I feel more like an adult than ever before. My past was seemingly rosy and happy - but in this new year, I know that it's quite a stage show. I've become more aware of new revelations, past histories and that my impressions of people close to me have changed.

I can't understand why some people can be so unforgiving despite knowing and believing that there's a God above. I'm sure they have their reasons, yet sticking vehemently to the negativity and myopic perspective leaves me wondering whether they love wallowing in self-pity, hatred and overall misery. Life on earth is so short - look how fast a year has gone by, is it truly worth it to be so angry and bearing grudges 24/7 for so many years?

I'm glad I've gotten out of the rut that I learnt from you - to be so judgmental and bearing grudges for all the wrong reasons. I know you're feeling hurt, confusion and anger, but isn't it time to learn how to breathe and loosen the yoke on your shoulders? It seems as if pessimism is your key mantra in life. Practically everything that comes your way is dealt negatively and behaving harshly to another human being even though he / she may have only INDIRECTLY offended you. Kinship ties are readily abandoned and severed, and your displeasure is acutely displayed. Why would anyone who has welcomed you with wide spread open arms be so hostilely rejected by you even though their only sin against you is to be related to the one you so detest? Would you please detest me too? Then perhaps I can make some sense of it all. Worst of all, your most deep found hatred is focused on the one who is the most willing to make amends, hold truce and be on the path to getting out of depression, self-doubt and suicidal thoughts - of which you had a big part to play in. Much help has been rendered to you, only for you to throw it all away. It annoys me to no end that you like to win arguments, fair enough if you have good reasons, but your logic is truly 'impeccable'.

I don't know what to do, but being so critical of others and to yourself will only destroy everything and you're already in the process of killing yourself by your own means. I'm only glad that you've decided to hold your peace at last - yet while it's all calm and still on the surface, it's tumultuous and crazy below. I can only pray for God's help. It's only through Him that all things are possible.

Enticing Sale Fail.

While out on my usual rounds of online window shopping this afternoon, I came across this wonderfully "discounted" item.

Lol. Marketing fail too?

twinkle twinkle little stars

This is what kept me busy for 4 hours straight. From 1.30 am - 5.30 am in the morning. =__=

I had 7 sheets of coloured paper - each the size of 50 X 70 cm. I had to cut strips of 4 cm width, join 2 long strips together, fold them to the shape of an origami star, and press them into shape. While I was doing that, I was watching the 1970's 'Aristocats' as well. *chuckle* I needed something to keep me awake for that long! Btw, these stars were made for a little fair held by the children's ministry at Coos.

So after the grueling and pretty mundane process, the stars were finally complete! Yay!! :D Here they are, all 39 of them :)

This is what's left at the end of it. I guess the hot picks were the yellow and orange ones! I think I might string them up with some nylon and hang them at my door or something.

*~Happy Christmas!~*

0_0

I heard news about 2 people who passed on within the same day.
1 of an autistic boy who committed suicide.
The other of my late grandma's sister.

:(

While one is perplexing, the other just feels like. hmm. almost nothing, yet quite sad at the same time. I just remember her girth, and calling her 'Yi-por'.

And I passed by 2 funerals today too!
What gives?

happy holidays

My holidays have unofficially officially started!! (It was supposed to start 3 weeks back but had unofficial studio days till my tutor left for his own vacation. Yay!!)

I was extremely stressed out on fri-sat, having been trying to make models on Friday, but for the life of me, couldn't get anything out that was worthy of a studio session. I was experimenting with the properties of materials - ok it's not so technical, but I had to find out which plastics could melt and which couldn't, which metals I could solder and which couldn't, etc etc. So it was all this experimenting and getting frustrated and ultimately NOT getting a 'dynamic' model out. BARF.

It was also very tiring for me - having really late nights / no sleep at all at least once a week for several weeks and my enthusiasm for design was running on near zero. Fortunately, E and H decided that they'd cook up a story to explain my non-presence for studio. *whew*

So N and I went out and enjoyed ourselves immensely on Sat night and the whole of Sunday. :) We went to TM to get a bunch of Christmas presents for his sunday-school kids and family, and I got to help him choose gifts and basically unwind. Wheeee~

Sunday was especially great - I was still feeling frazzled from the crazy school work and stress, and N was feeling crappy abt work and some other personal matters. In any case, we still went for church service.

I strained my hip a couple of days back - after rushing up a flight of stairs and it suddenly got injured and though the pain was periodic, but it was nagging and still painful nonetheless. N remarked about how I should just go upfront during service so that someone could pray for me whether or not my symptoms were prophesized. ( Ok I'm not doing a really good job at explaining this, but basically right after worship, some pastors would go upfront and say "whoever has a back / hip / shoulderache or some other maladies / I sense someone with a defeated spirit" that kind of thing, and people would go up front so that other pastors would pray for them).

The best thing was that a pastor prophesized for both of us, so we went up together. I got prayed for by this guy called Shaun / Shawn / Sean and he prayed for my hip. My hip felt warm and fuzzy during the prayer and after praying for abt 5 mins, he told me to test my hip out, since I wasn't sure that my hip was entirely healed. So I did a couple of rather extreme twists and turns and felt as if my hip joint had been oiled and as if nothing had happened at all! Praise the Lord for this miraculous healing! :D

I was so glad that God healed me, but I was still curious as to why I sustained that injury out of the blue. Shaun mentioned that these kind of physical inflictions may have no definite explanations and that some of them can only be defined within the spiritual realm. I knew that there was a cause for my injury and only realised it when N replied "It's because you were getting too stressed and allowed the evil spirits to get to you". It was then that it dawned on me that God was trying to get me to turn to Him and put everything in His hands and not get too flustered by stressful situations.

After the service, I still felt like that there were pains in my hip, but I quickly brushed them aside and continually told myself that "God has healed my hip. Back off you demons!" That carried on for the whole day and I'm glad to declare that there's no more pain left! :D

Besides the wonderful healing I received on Sunday, N's parents, N and I went for a dim sum lunch at AMK and did the usual grocery shopping at the supermarket. N went for a swim as I headed back home, and later met at TM - where I basically went mad. Hurhur. So anyway - my bag obsession was satisfied, N's Christmas obligations were met and it felt really good to just spend the entire day with a loved one. :)

Psst! I got a NLT bible from N as a Xmas gift~

Inspiration

"Cast your cares on the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall."
(*Psalms 55:22)

This is the memory verse pasted on a nice green piece of cardboard given to my brother by his cell leader. But somehow I feel that God has planted it there for me to speak to me when I most need it.

There are many things that are hovering around me now. But I am glad that God has sustained me through this tough times. I know C is also facing a lot of stress now, so this verse is also dedicated to you my dear.

I know it is difficult, but let us walk this dusty road together hand in hand.

splendid sunsets

Since it's my blog birthday today, I shall put up some lovely pictures of various sunsets I took over the past 2 weeks or so. Never have I seen such a continual series of rather brilliant light shows before :)

22 Nov '08

23 Nov '08

27 Nov '08

29 Nov 08

Crescent moon and stars :) I think it might be Venus and Jupiter instead~

iron-WO-man

I spent a good part of the day (2.5 hrs in fact!) sleeping away the most excruciating pain I face every month. I'm sure you can guess what's happened. Haha.

So anyway there I was, huddled like a fetus, with cushy comforting pillows squished all around me, trying to breathe normally, and just praying that the pain would go away. It went on for about say..30-40 mins before it dissipated and tired out from the intensity, I slept like a baby for the rest of the time.

During the period I was half awake with the room spinning right before my eyes, I was wondering about the pain pregnant women all over the world experience prior to actually giving birth; where they go ha-ha-hoo, ha-ha-hoooooooo, practising whatever they've learnt in pre-natal class and pushing their limits of tolerance of pain.

It scared me! Just thinking about the agony they face, from a few minutes to a few hours, having tubes, drips and the like stuck in every possible nook and cranny in your body, to doctors telling you instructions ( i think!) and trying to remember it all in while your brain melts to butter and leaks out of your ears. Eeks! Not to mention, exposing the most intimate parts of your body to everyone without a care in the world because you JUST WANT TO GET THE BABY OUT! Lol. Then again, I may just be over-imagining things. I'm sure mommies experience a sense of sheer, unexplainable joy and relief the moment they hear their babies wail. Oh well. Only time will tell, and I'll possibly update this post in a few years to come! Haha. First though, I have to graduate, get a job, and get hitched! Hehe.

And there was light!

This is how I've been working for the past weeks leading to submission. I can't stand florescent brightly-lit rooms while working. It makes me feel fidgety, tired and I'm extremely anal when it comes to light conditions. A simple Ikea lamp and Osram lightbulb (energy saver!) does the trick nicely :) Plus my trusty samsung printer to the right of the picture :D

As I'm typing this, I've mysteriously acquired a red eye - I just finished bathing and it suddenly got really itchy. But I've washed it with Optrex so now it just feels swollen and puffy. GREAT. My sasa said "Did u just watch old men pee pee?" (=___=)

mish mash bish bash

Ok so submission and crit are over, and it's technically MY HOLIDAYS right now, but who has holidays in thesis year?! (DARN!)

I've been 'nua'-ing since Tuesday (crit day) and I wish I'm not seeing my tutor this coming tues again! :( But it's been a pretty eventful break from racking my brains over thesis - I've watched "The Pursuit of Happyness", read "One Fifth Avenue" - pretty fat book, feels rather bimbotic and only got interesting towards the end. Had really good food with N such as fantastic dimsum at AMK and great hainanese curry rice at Beo Cresent. Took a sweltering long walk from Hort Park to the Henderson Waves - fantastic bridge that was crazily high above main traffic, and had lots of great fun!

This is what holidays should be about - feeling absolutely great, with the weight lifted off your shoulders and deserving that good break. But I guess holidays are still a luxury in a student's life - it's still a lot to do with thinking about design 24/7 and trying to lead a normal and fulfilling life. Oh well, at least I've enjoyed my break so far. :)

I can't quite stop thinking about this though!!

I saw it at a dept store while at Vivo with N on Friday, it looked a good size, durable canvas fabric and the colour fit my dress code. But it's ridiculously priced and even though a secret part of me wanted to purchase the bag on foolish impulse, I knew my bank acct would just look at me with teary puppy-dog eyes and I had to banish the thought of acquiring YET another bag. Hurhur.

Btw, it's "NY" on the other side. :D

Ok time to clean up my messy room now. Till later! :D

update - I just went to tangs again to check the canvas bag out. Instead of a light cream colour, it's a dirty light khaki instead! Bah. NEXT!!!

A Walk to Remember

Percy @ the beginning of the journey

Henderson Waves with Percy in the Picture

The Alexandra Arches

The Grated flooring which is not suitable for ppl with acrophobia (fear of heights)



Such a touching scene (Father and Son Time on a Friday)

The nice city view from Henderson Waves

It was a really nice and sunny(*ok it was a little too sunny) day yesterday as we embarked on our little urban adventure through the variety of park connectors linking Hort Park - Telok Blangah Hill Park - Mt Faber Park. All in all it was a really nice walk as we were accompanied by the nice sound of crickets and the scenery of lush greenery to our left and right. It was a really much needed break from all the noise pollution we get at our HDB estates or Shopping Malls. And we just enjoyed each other's company as we trekked towards our destination of Henderson Waves. The grated flooring caused some apprehension to C initially, but somehow I observed during the journey that whenever she was engrossed in the scenery she would be walking without having to hold onto my arm tightly. When we finally reached the Henderson waves bridge, the view was breath-taking as we could see the coastline and also the city skyline. Quite a view to reward us for the effort we took to walk there. Hahah when after that we realised we could just take bus 145 and walk up a flight of stairs and then enjoy the nice view. Perhaps we can do that some other time at night. Think the night view must be different and more enjoyable (*aka more cooling).

After the walk, we headed towards vivocity and rewarded ourselves with the nice and tasty tau sar piah. Unknown to many, the TSP at B2 is really damn shiok. Cos the crust literally breaks up and melts in your mouth. And the paste inside is really savoury and sweet at the same time. Oh lalal. Then C had indulged in beard papa pastry and I savoured the nice Kueh Tu tu from the food republic food court upstairs. And we also had the nicest teh and teh O from the Toast Box there. The young man there really knows how to pull his tea. He even pulls the hot water for shits and giggles. hahaha.

All in all, it was a really nice day. hehehe Thank God for such moments that me and C can share together.

Tis the season to be jolly

It is that time of the year again when shopping centres at orchard road become decorated with dazzling lights and christmas carols get piped through the sound system. However, before all of us can enjoy the festive season we are all pressed with deadlines and tests. Hopefully by christmas I would have cleared what I need to clear and also C would be lifted from her school work burdens. Then we can enjoy the nice christmas weekend together.

Hehe went shopping around centrepoint yesterday after our nice dinner of Pontian Wanton mee. It is really a wonder you can get a nice dinner for two at the price of 9 bucks at downtown orchard. And the quality of the wanton mee was excellent even though C found it a bit off colour yesterday. After dinner we proceeded to walk aimlessly around centrepoint and we found ourselves at Marks and Spencer. Heheh they had 50th Anniversary Paddington Bears gng at 75 bucks (*siao), and soft toy animals that make funny sounds. But best of all they had a wide array of nice smelling soaps, foams and creams which C bought one hehehe. She also bought me a box of mints which was nicely and delicately packed in a metal box that look all so vintage heheh. Thanks dear.

For now, I am just looking forward to next friday where we can go for our nice outing together without any disturbance or any cares. hahaha but now I know C is gng through a trying period so I shall pray that God will give her peace and strength to tide over this difficult period.

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I've been thinking of what to do with my mane for quite a while, ever since I decided to stop trimming my fringe every 2 weeks.

From cutting it short, to having bangs all over again, to cropping it really really short (think Annie Lennox - ok I tried it out in p/s and it looked horrendous). So... should I, cut it short like exhibit 1 - Nicole Ritchie? Or exhibit 2 - Katie Holmes? Meow.. Or technically, I could cut it like Exhibit 2, and wait for it to grow long to evolve to Exhibit 1.

HMM.

sensuous knobs...

up to you to decide...

moop!

Been having a bag binge lately ( if there is even a term for it), where droolicious bags that I come across the interwebs grab my heart and never let go.

Such is the case for the Moop Organic Market Bag. Moop recently introduced the new Grey Organic Market Bag, with delicious golden yellow lining, and that rekindled my love for the Organic Market Bag in Midnight Blue~

Not only are her bags meticulously made, but the fabrics have also been carefully selected and product pictures skillfully composed and taken.

I've always been enamoured by Moop's bags months ago, ever since I stumbled upon it during one of my web-link clicking sessions. Wendy (owner of Moop) designs her bags for the everyday-practical person, with adequate pockets, zippered and not, d-rings for clipping misc. stuff, adjustable straps for tall / short pple, etc, down to the sturdy fabric choices and colours! What's there not to love? *sigh*

She also makes her bags by herself, designing, sewing, cutting, ironing, washing, etc...

The only setback for me is that:-
1) I'm a somewhat self-supporting student (negative savings! boohooooo)
2) People say that I have too many bags already (One can NEVER have too many bags!!)
3) Shipping is a real pain in the ***. (Although I could technically get 2 bags and save costs. Hurhur)

Oh well, I can only hope that Moop will still produce my favourite bag and fabric combinations till I can seriously afford it!! :D

Here's to more daydreams, wishlists and handmade!~

ARGH!!!!!

I was minding my own business, happily watching some youtube videos on my desktop, when I felt something strange was in my hair. Reached out, touched something hard and strange, thought it was yet another beetle, but no!!!!!!!

IT

WAS

A

COCKROACH!!!!!!

*run away screaming*

Well I'm not particularly scared of them, but it's just plain disgusting to find one rummaging around my hair. It smells of garbage meh?!!

RAWR!

The confounding thing was flicked onto my computer table and I swiped it down to the ground where it lay twitching on its back, trying to flip back up.

I was at a loss of what to do, I couldnt bear to touch it nor had I anything to 'kiap' it with.

How?!!?!!!

So I slammed a tissue box on it, thinking it'll knock the wind off the darn muggafudda.

But nooOOo, it continued twitching and squirming with its spindly hairy legs. I took out the insecticide and sprayed at it like there was no tomorrow and it finally got high on the intoxicating fumes. *puke*

Now what?! I had a gross thingamajig that was a full 7cm, not including feelers, the floor was slimy with the spray and such and I wasn't going to let the ants have a feast!

I managed to swipe the body into a plastic bag and yay! dumped it in the bin~

Here's a picture of it:-

I apologise if you were eating something and reading this.

cheryl - 1, cockroach - NONE! :D