//grave danger//

hundred percent correct. hundred percent wrong

well hello world.

since bangkok, it's been nothing but eat sleep watch teevee and occasionally moving out of bed.
this unhealthy lifestyle has not only made me extremely extremely unfit for the new school year,
but also it causing me to become emotionally attached to teevee shows (an obession almost)

i just finished watching season 6 - 9 of friends.
and season 1 - 2 of seinfield (oh marry me gramer)
and the lakehouse, alot like love, art of seduction
and season 4 - 5 of CSI: Las Vegas



nick stokes gets kidnapped and dumped into a plexiglass coffin and buried.
he's given one gun, one tape recorder and a damn annoying light that goes on and off.
oh, and he has gum in his pocket.

i swear, that episode is the best episode of CSI EVER. EVER.
i don't know what i'll do if was locked in a coffin, that was cracking with fireants biting at me.
i have a gun i'll shoot my face silly.

wah lau, 2 weeks down, 6 more weeks to go can.
i need a damn job.

//caught up in ancient history//

today was amazing.

in the afternoon, i met up with char at this beautiful quaint cafe called wiener kaffehaus.
amazing boss, anton was so wonderfully charming and charismatic and oh so not avaiable.
the decor was so old english charm. the food... orgasmic.


the entrance and where we sat


the mouth-watering please give me more sachtitore cake or something something...
it's bitterchocolate, a layer of honey and then liana cake and it repeats itself. thank you frank sachit.


the best lemonade i have ever tasted. aladunder something something.

wiener kaffehaus is at 148 Neil Road. (exit G outram MRT)

off to the botanical gardens for a romantic picnic by the lake with desmond.
we had pizza, salad, rose wine, apple tarts and strawberries.
and all we the company of 3 beautiful swans and one lonely duck.
we contemplated whether the duck was a duckling. but it was too pretty.


the new tanglin gate.


where we sat and sipped on rose wine and talked


the swans. I AM NOT AFRAID OF THEM ANYMORE! cos they're too damn pretty.


the cute duck.


us.

we are going to name the duck 'drake'.

//love burns brighter than sunshine//

hearing aid: brigher than sunshine - aqualung

bangkok was amazing thailand.

day one was filled with fulfilled wishes and amazing 8 sing dollar buffet bbq WITH 15 glasses are beer. it was also visiting day for a young elephant who threatened to steal our food.
the hotel bed met our faces soon.

day two was sprinkled with squeals of excitement and awe at the grand palace. it was also met with the best food court in the whole of bangkok. fifth food avenue at mbk. spent like 8 bucks on an amazing thai/jap/mexican/italian meal.
patprong was met with weird stares and the people around us kept shoving pussy pictures in our face. we all just dashed through the streets of little japan with girls dressed like they didn't really think much.
we bought coffee at the swankiest coffee shop in bk. and it costed us like 2 sing.

day three was spent madly spending money at chatukchak as an act desperation. i bought 3 bags, 7 shirts, 4 pairs of shoes, a jersey, popsicles and many many other useless things. i spent about 200 bucks that day just bargining and reeling from the purchase power i had.
the night was sealed with a thai massage. a pretty young MAN probed and rammed me (and not in a good way) and boy did i ache the next day. an hour cost us 8 bucks.

day four was the last day.
good bye bangkok was spent at mbk with a last min dash to buy more things. 2 bags, belts, dvds and more useless thingd later, we bid our final farewell to the land of smiles and back to where bbq cost more than 8 dollars and where there were no cannot-walk-finish bargin markets that sold pet squirrels.

i miss bangkok already.

i miss the one dollar beers, the cheap cheap chocolates. i miss the time we tumbled in our king sized beds laughing over fuck la and atas. i miss the skits we did on raul and cristiano ronaldo (he cried alot). i miss the morning afters where we wake up from the night of skits and beer and went down to a resturant full of people dressed in shorts and sleep clothes. i miss our live performances from brick one. catch them at a construction site near u.

bangkok was one hell of a trip. and it was so good because the people was so good.
we're going in feb again.
just because we feel like it.

AND.

not one straight hottie for val.
but my masseues had the biggest balls. (ask me please. don't assume)

something's gotta give.

//i'm the birthday girl, uncle!//

1200hrs

left the house for andy's. we ruffled and truffled and voila! i have a new hairdo! it's nice.

1330hrs

met steph, janice and ros for lunch at petite nouilles at marina square. it was a wonderful lunch full of laughter, unsurpising surpises (the boss actually came and said: "you have very good friends hor, they even bought cake for you." when i was not suppose to know), we had the most amazing food too.

1530hrs

off to gracias to do my pedicure. scrubbing and tweezing and pedicuring left me with really happy feet.

1630hrs

off home to snuggle with my parents.

1730hrs

church with mom. we had a good time gossiping about people.

1830hrs

a wonderful dinner with dad and mom. lorong 7 toa payoh with char kway teow, or lua and satay, omg, we just pigggggggged out.

1930hrs

char's house for mahjong and though i lost to u.donald. ah. not bad birthday luck though.

i'm so tired now. but it's been a beautiful birthday.
and i'm so blessed to have so many friends who love and cherish me.

i guess i am strong enough.

//it's my birthday and i cry if i want to//

happy birthday to me.

it's nice being 19. somehow it's the age of indifference. it's not a milestone yet it's too old to go unnoticed.
it's the last time we can be a teen, yet the first time we are almost adults
and it suddenly dawned on me two of my best friends are going to be full flegged responsible adults in less than 365 days.
and that in about 365 + 365 days, i would too be forced (unwillingly) to become a grown up.
how ah like that?


i'm glad it had a good birthday at the mother of all sarabat stalls - yassin.
mer, russ, nick, calvin and xueyun made a huge smile just gleem across my face.

the sad thing about today is of course leaving my workplace.
everyone was out at the event. it was only me and another colleague left for my sullen good bye.
i spent the day clearing my memos and wiki-pedia-ing.
i even got hugs from people whom once growled at me for inconsistent work.

i never thought i'll say this but i'm starting to miss the long walks up jalan hitam manis and taman warna.
going to miss the jalan jalan nasi padang cheap corner coffeeshop
going to miss the garden talks i had with the colleagues
the thousand and one post-its everywhere.

i miss imsg.

but on another note,

happy 2 year anniversary desmond.
(looks like we made it huh? 4D no?)

//a song of hope//


find the photographer here

happy birthday singapore. it's been a good 41 years.

me and desmond caught the gorgeous fireworks display at esplanade yesterday.
some fireworks festival/competition/gathering of sorts.
it was amazing.
despite about 347835594658 other people standing around us.

the parade looked awesome on tv mobile too. my parents and brother were there.
gave it miss cause i really don't like going for the parade.
don't get me wrong. it's not the parade. it's the lining up and all.
besides, i think i really want to go for the one thats going to be floating or some sort.

the fire works.

//i want to break fweeeee//

hello there, angel from my nightmare.

my colleague bought a macbook on impulse.
to that she said, my pulse has never been so fast.

it's the most gorgeous piece of high-tech plastic i ever seen.
and of course to grace the occasion, we whored:


oh say it, we are hawt.

the birthday celebration was fantastic. it was a quiet intimate dinner at cosa bom vento.
a peranakan resturant with minimal pernakan food. but load of eurasian food that i have never heard of.
we laughed we teared and we pinched.

off to cheesecake cafe.
the night ended with a smile on my face.

i love you so much.

//little superhero girl//


work of leanne m.

sometimes i wish i could just talk freely
and not be afraid of losing anything.

like my friends, my work, my parents.

on the hindsight: i have been working on my thai.