this wednesday is perfect sunny

Taken with iPhone 3G

this wednesday is retrospection.

I’m been getting lazy to do things lately, including blogging.

Like I think of them and imagine how I will do them, what I will write, which pictures to put up, etc.

But laziness always takes the better of me.

Someone said on Facebook, that as we grow older, we lose the energy, teachability and innocence of youth. I have to agree, especially on the first 2 point.

ENERGY

TEACHABILITY

How we stop behaving like we are young enough to do crazy stuffs.

How we roll our eyes with our preconceived ideologies and refuse to take in that of others.

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We are all sponges once.

Some of us soaked up faster, learning more things one’s age should.

I was a big unsoaked sponge right up to sec 2, proven by innocence when I asked dear UG if you can get pregnant in swimming pools. Sperms swim, swimming pools. Geddit? You can laugh but no one ever taught me sex education, hello? The best sex education I got back then is that you can get pregnant somehow when you do things (note: abstract) in bed. What things, I never knew back then.

Now that we acknowledge the above, maybe we can bring back some energy, more teachability.

As for innocence, I am not sure if it’s something that we can gain back. But one thing for sure, we can embrace positivity, and not view the world with negativity now that innocence is lost and we all know, life isn’t a bed of roses.

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OOT, but I am loving this newly acquired forest green bag – looks like a bread loaf. I like.

My collection of bag is getting a little overwhelming.

Till the next post, happy CNY and happy V-day in advance!

estranged love

There are some perceptions in life,
once you concocted them,
you will never outgrown them.

They are the ones that tug at you
with strings of affirmation even
when the most mundane happens.

Inside us all,
we are just creatures seeking for
love and affirmation.

You can run, you can be in pretense.

But you can never hide.

don’t try, don’t know

Have you ever done something and in the aftermath, cringe at the very thought of it?

And I mean cringe with every soul, blood and bone of your body. I have, always had. It’ll take some time for me to forget, and till then, I cringe and cringe and cringe at the most sporadic moments each time I recall the happenings/moment.

I am starting to wonder if it’s the motto that I have been living by was also the one that puts me in such precarious position.

Don’t try, don’t know.

OMG, kill myselffffff. (see: cringing again)

Not even 10 days into 2010 and I am driving this year crazy wild.

For starters, I went for a much needed visit for both manicure and pedicure and man! I think I got the most gorgeous mani around! So cute, with a tinge of vintage vibe. I think the nails are very me, whatever that means.

(No pics for pedi. Toes turn out like crap ’cause midway, the boss got a new girl to take over. Girl has no absolute concept and the product is nothing like the picture I picked out. Blah.)

Rewinding to a few days ago on 2010 count down, time was well spent with Collin and a few darlings who are absolutely important to my life. Nothing beats that!

The last moments of 2009 was captured in B/W. It wasn’t that bad a year but we always wish that 2010 will be an even better (and more colourful) one!

There was a few not so good moments thus far, especially THAT day that I had to scream into the phone at my supplier. Hate myself for not keeping my calm but they always drive me so mad that I’m on the edge of tears. Never mind about that! The other days were jolly happy.

AND.

For the latest addition to the-things-that-make-me-cringe-uncontrollably, meh.

I got half deceived and half cajoled into doing a TV news interview by a university friend (Evelyn) for Channel U. The topic was on the blogshop trends and its relation to Singpost. Seriously, I think I talked like an idiot. It’s like verbal diarrhoea. Very bad, very very bad. That’s why I prefer not to talk ’cause I know very well I will probably say the wrong things. True enough, urg.

Collin’s mum commented that my face was round.

Collin could see through my desperate attempt to cover that PMS pimple.

There was some good comments for saving grace.
Thanks, you kind hearted souls.

But it’s ok. I’m not just selective memory, I’m also short term memory. For once, I am happy for being as such.

And that’s my 30 seconds to “fame”. And it has soon been verified that this is not the thing for me. Haha. Scurries to work on some other things that don’t involve talking.

Ending this pictorial entry with the fireworks we caught at our very kind host’s new penthouse abode during the new year countdown.

HAPPY 2010!

li fa dian

Greetings from the land of many Chinese.

OMG. I am actually appalled that I am able to access WordPress. Since my latest obsession aka Twitter is blocked in Cheenaland, hello blog readers!

I’m sitting at a random dingy hair salon, with a hair stylist who is giving me really weird vibes – ranging from talking to himself and being over-bearingly senstive.

They also provide FOC internet connection which is really cool even though it is Windows XP Professional. Any internet is better than no internet at all.

Have I also mention that the computer playing next to me was playing a brief striptease for a while? Not so funny if not for the fact that my mum is seated next to me.

For the record, if there is anything I dislike about salon visits is how they will wrap you with this sheet, covering your neck in the process, effectively making the face look really F A T .

Meh.

I also paid my first visit to a local eat-all-you-can seafood buffet a la Chinese, something my parents and I are very sure will be the last visit.

Food generosity: 5/5
Presentation: 1/5
Customer service: 0/5
Overall: 1.3/5 (saving grace was that they had cotton candy, yay)

(The stylist just dropped the hair dryer on my head. Cool right? Whee!)

I’ll be back tomorrow! Till then, miss me.

how 2 letters make all the difference

I received a SMS from SGH that reads,

MS POH XXMIN,
REMINDER FROM SGH:
U have an appt on 18-Dec-2009 10:40
at UROLOGY – OUTPATIENT CLINIC.
Pls call 6321XXXX if u wish to change your appt.

So I called to change my appointment since I will be away next week, and the conversation is as follows.

Me: Hi, I just received a reminder for my upcoming appointment but I will like to change it ’cause I am out of town.

Operator: Okay, can I have your I/C number please.

Me: SXXXXXXXX. But can I confirm it’s for NEUrology, ’cause it’s spelled Urology here.

Operator: The appointment made from CGH is for urology.

Me: Huh, what is urology?

Operator: (explains what urology is which I didn’t register, but the main point is___).

Me: You mean urology as in URINE! I think there is mistake here, it should be an appointment for neurology.

Peh peh peh.

I think they call this, God’s will. Whoever’s up there, I got your message and thank you very much. I will continue to take care of myself, I promise.

min says, don’t try don’t know

Hello. It’s late (time check: 2.44AM) and I’m feeling like it’s only 11PM.

Sleeping in on my off day has screwed up my body clock but it’s not such a bad idea, considering I have slacked off LRH for a while since I returned from my last trip. Bleah. So now, I’ve got to work on it the next few days now that I am leaving again soon.

Check emails.
Send packages.
Launch a new series.

The good news is, I will be in Sillypore for Christmas. The initial news of being away for Christmas this year has caused some silent drama at home but it’s all good now. Happy happy.

Alrighty, got to get to work now. Shall update with more photos when I am all done with work and when I get bored.

For the record, after the fateful entry, I have single-mindedly decided that Collin and I shall go to new places for meals as far as possible. Poor hungry boy is complaining (see below) but has been cooperative thus far.

I love you darling!

funny how people meet in the end

I had to blog about it and not tweet like I normally will
’cause my twitter is hooked to FB and vice versa.

Here’s a pic found on FB of my ex-bosses (the 2 in the middle).

Nothing that interesting (the high life and travelling aside)
IF NOT for the fact that the checkered blazer that my biggest ex-boss
(right, holding camera) is spotted in is probably a product of LXXLA.

Unless she got it overseas, or unless some brands out there happen to carry the same,
I’m pretty sure we are the only one who brought this blazer into sillypore.

Haha. No point to this post but it’s just amusing how people meet in the end.
(I don’t know if people feel the same but every piece of clothes I bring in is a part of me.)

For the record, regardless of how things unravelled in the end for my
first job after graduation, the said ex-boss is a picture of inspiration.

It is regretful that I couldn’t learn more from her,
but whatever I have taken in during that stint,
I will keep in mind and keep growing
and learning as I go along.

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There is really still so much I want to do.

growing old

I thought Collin’s dad and mum look very cute here.

Singing their hearts out at Collin’s granny’s 88th birthday!
(Huat ah!)

The other day, I just witnessed this really old couple  walking slowly
together at the hawker centre. The ah gong was holding the ah ma
whom seemed to have more difficulty covering that distance.

It’s regretful I don’t have my camera with me at that time
’cause the moment speaks so much.

It’s one thing to find someone you love, and
another to find someone you love and to be able to grow old together.

XOXO.

last sunday

These days, our lives are getting typical.

And it really is as bland as this,
but we are not complaining.

I don’t know what’s wrong (with us) but sure enough,
I shall find some ways to spice things up a little.

Like go for brunch or something.

Do some proper shopping or something.

Or visit a new place to chill or for a meal.

You cannot imagine how we can always, like a l w a y s,
go to the same places, do the same thing.

But that kind of is Collin.

I am not saying he is bland or boring or routine.
He is just very comfortable, and I mean it in a good way.

Some clever ass decides that sticking the ad on the button
will guarantee some attention. Sure did.

The skies were sunny and fluffy last Sunday.
I liked them better than rainy days now.

And without any photo editing, the shot straight out from the camera
looks eerily like the default Windows wallpaper.

Bleah. Esc Esc Esc.

I am an Apple/Macintosh convert.