Wishing, and hoping, and praying, and Thinking

Wow, came in and realized it's been about 4 months since i last blog. Or could it be more than a year?

Nope, just check and yup, it's been a mere 4 months but alot has happened. At least to me.



I'm pleased to note there are people who comment on my blog. Thanks! It's nice to read them and i think part of it just inspires one to continue making one's thoughts visible, readable.



Not sure what sparks me to start blogging again, but I've always enjoyed reading my old posts. So i guess, the main motivation is that i'll never lose sight of myself. Oh so cliche... one might say, but hey, these are mine to own.



Have only started proper wedding preparation since the last few weeks, I've always envisioned taking some snapshots during the preparation. Thought it will give me a warm feeling when i look back on the preparation work, the hassle, the fun, the liaising, the frustration even. Good to note them down, however, it's just so much harder when you're the first person. So weird to be taking pictures for e.g while discussing stuffs with the banquet manager? Haha, or trying the bands?



Allan has been great for the past few weeks. He's the one liaising with all the necessary, doing the follow-up as i've been really tied up at work, coupled with the possible prospects of getting a new job. (which I turned down the final interview). I turned down because i didnt want think this job would be something i want to pursue. It got me thinking if i'm starting to settle into comfort zone and hence was hesitant with the many changes that might be coming my way.



However, once i made my mind about the job, I was able to focus on the Project - our wedding.



There's always a little princess, in every girl. Well, i guess I didnt fall out of that. it's fun, but tiring.



Although i have never dreamt about my wedding when i was 10 or 16, like all girls, I thought of a beautiful event when it's time to plan.



Beautiful, not in the sense glamourous,

Beautiful, not in the sense Colourful,

Beautiful, not in the sense of Luxurious,

Beautiful, not in the sense of everything pretty

Beautiful, not in the sense of all things rich.



Beautiful, in the sense of smiles and grins so wide

Beautiful, in the sense of flower girls running down the red carpet

Beautiful, in the sense of sweetness of invites, favours and flowers

Beautiful, in the sense of excitment of close friends and family

Beautiful, in the sense bringing my bridal mag to share with the girls and we having a good time just jotting new ideas, dresses.

Beautiful, in the sense of trying out my very first gown (with my mum), and sharing that thought with closed ones

Beautiful, in the sense of couple deciding on things both big and small

Beautiful, in the sense of checking the wedding band, and having the customer service laughing at him because of his weird sense of humour

(the same happened with the lady at the hotel, what to say.. i have a funny fiance)

Beautiful, in the sense of sharing ideas and themes ( if any) with the photographer ( him, being surprisingly quiet but smiling as we browsed through the portfolio)

Beautiful, in the sense how wedding tend to bring out others' sharing their experiences ( the manager, the photographer)

Beautiful, in the sense how inspirations, thoughts coming your way as you share (sharing them over phone conversations, through photographers, planner)

Beautiful, in the tears that may flow as emotions are bared

Beautiful, in the sense music's in the air ( especially when we spend an hour or two just listening to tracks, and reminscing on songs that meant something)



Ultimately Beautfiul, in the sense of bringing my closest one together leading to our eventful day.



Every little thing now leading to the event is beautiful. Yup, not necessary smooth-going, but there's a sweet rustic charm. Knowing, this will be the first and only time you will planning something so meaningful and sharing it with those who matters.

Shibuya breakfast (post dated)

At a mac outlet in Tokyo shibuya.correction: macdonalds outlet. Alone. My plan is to have my breakfast. And hit the day shopping. Cos shopping is suitable for a lone person. It's flexible timing so you can stop as and when u like.

I have to head back to hotel early tonight for a teleconference or u could perhaps try some sightseeing. Darn, I left the map in the hotel.

Just wanna add: people here are purposeful. Image: old mAn with red writing scribblings on newspaper. Using an electronic dictionary. With book and specs beside him.



Random thoughts:
Japanese crows. Big. Wonder if they met Singapore crows.

Like the concept of airport limousine bus.

Charcoal in water. Vendor machine dispensing coupons. No receipt for dinner.


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Books on a Saturday

Are we what we read? If so, what does these tell about me? A snapshot of my bookshelf . Rather untidy, as I haven't got the space.



Looking forward to the family trip in less than a month!

Side note, here is the luxurious brunch at mimolette after my hike with my hiking buddies aka my siblings ( haha, the first trip to bukit timah).


My breakfast eggs benedict.

January is turning out to be smooth and nice.

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Sweets of the past?

On the way to join Allan for a jog when I was feeling for a taste. Something sour. Something cold. Something spicy . A tub of cold shredded sour mango topped with chilli and light sauce came to mind.

However, I know I am not going to find there anywhere soon and had to, hence, settle for sweets. Sour sweet. I used to buy those candy that is wrapped in foil and a yellow label. The hard sour kind, but not many places carry them already. Only those sugar coated kind which... Ain't really my kind.

So, I third settled for this.



Which I took a picture in case, one day it's extinct too. Me and my ramblings. Enjoy the sours!

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Bus tune on last Wednesday of 2009

'Cause you give me something
That makes me scared, alright
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something
'Cause someday I might know my heart

Hooey glancing out as she nods with the song.

Year end typically strikes me more than year start.


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Last Monday of 2009

"have yourself a merry little Xmas"

I dunno why this song kept coming back to my head even tho it's 3 days past xmas.

I always envisioned this song with a quiet snowy scene. One perhaps walking along the ice lake with the woods on the other side. Looking around, with somewhat a lonely feel to it, yet reminding oneself to be cheerful for it's Xmas. And then, the Christmas carols can heard further up the path. A Cosy looking home with Xmas lighting seen through the window panes. ..

Have yourself a merry little Xmas day.


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Hearing/listening

Perhaps I should not put a slash between the 2. Both obviously different meaning though they use the same function.

It just seems overtime, I had the 2 mixed up. And now, I have been reminded how I haven really been doing the latter.

I know, habits happen because of repeatability. Good or bad, they take form once it's started and gains momentum.

If you stopped listening, you might just not get the chance to. If you just hear, the other can sense you are not listening, and might just grant you your wish of not sharing. And all you hear eventually, is just silence.


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Public commute

My whole entire entry about public commute was erased with a phone call.

Cut the story short. I missed Tokyo. I miss the quiet when one shuttles.

It's not all about giving up your seat only and
blabbering, complaining loudly, playing games with the sounds full blast.

It's also giving peace to your fellow commuters. Being understanding with one's words or rather silence along with actions.

Way to work - Monday

Expressway is smooth. Air con a tad too cold with condensation forming a bit patch on the window panes.

Feeling normal, no signs of monday blues kicking in which is rare and nice. Recalled mum chidding me for not having seen me for the past 2 days. Busy little bee.

Yes, I do feel disjointed here. I like to attribute it to the fact that it's Monday rather than that I 'm getting old and uninterested altogether. Surely my thoughts would have materialize into actions and in place, comes newer, fresher thoughts?

Been hanging out alot with the girls, tcc, justians, even when I'm not physically with them, I will be uploading pics. Looking at pics of them. And now, it seems my primary school girls has caught up. Thanks to cand who dug up hideous yet pricless pics of yesteryear. She's so great with scrapbooking that I have no doubt she will turn those yellowish tinge of geeky snapshots to great master pieces.

I'm half way to work now. The cold has settled in and we are off the expressway.

Let's see if there is any mini goals I like to set for this week.
1. Practice the guitar.6 weeks left. Let's target 2 chords. Smooth transition required before passing for this week.

2. I think a trip down to salvation army is necessary. Like Sisi mentioned: I'm hopeless with my wardrobe. My clothes are now hanging off the window grills.

I think 2 goals are sufficient for now. Let's kill the cows a step at a time.

P/s: embarrassed to admit, but it's true for me. It feels good to be engaged.Nothing has changed. Just a ring on the finger, and a promise which both work to fulfil in a lifetime. It would be nice if the guy gets an engagement token as well. Hmm... Wonders.





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5 mins of bliss

Dear came to see me while I was preparing to leave home for work on Monday morning.

There was only time for him to send me to bus stop from my block.

He told me ( over the phone ） that his brother's fan got locked in the cabinet and there were no keys.

I heard : his brother's friend got locked up in the cabinet with no keys. Instanteously tot of joey locked in his tv cabinet.

Shared with dear, we had a gd laugh. And there I was at my bus stop.

And there was : my 5 mins of bliss.

And somehow, you know : this is going to be a great week because of how it started.


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The day I said " yes "

To what may be the most important question in my life : 19 oct 2009


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Shanghai - Hangzhou ( rather disjointed blog)

It's a hot Monday afternoon, I do not have luxury of having off-in lieu, so it's kind of a forced leave today, which i did not mind, having spent the last 8 days or so in Shanghai.

I had lots to unpack, lots to organize, photos to upload, memories to update. That is perhaps, the most tedious part of travelling - - the post moterm, and the re-settling back to your current lifestyle, work, place.

A couple of highlights from this trip==

One of the things which bugged me initially and which i've gotten better with practice was explaining/ repeating to people that i'm alone.

Eg: ( all in Mandarin)
At the cafe: Table for how many?
ME: 1
Waiter: 1 only?
Me: Yup, 1 Only
Waiter: ( glances around to confirm)
Me: Yup I'm alone

Or...
At the Taxi Stand queuing:

Group of guys (GOG): Miss, alone taking the cab?
Me: yup
GOG: That's so not economical, why dont we share?
Me: No, thanks
GOG: Where are you going? Maybe it's on the way?
Me: I doubt so.
GOG: Why are you alone?
Me:... * feign ignorance*

OR....
At the river cruise:
Boat man: How many of u miss?
Me: 1
Boat man: 1 only?
Me: Yup
BOat man: Want to book the boat?
Me: No thanks
Boat Man: Then you got to wait
Me: okay.. ( sits on boat and wait) While he questions why i'm alone at West Lake...

OR EVEN....
at the conference:
3mmer: When you heading back?
Me: 17 Oct
3mmer: Visiting Supplier??
Me: Heading to Hangzhou
3mmer: With your boss?
Me: No.. alone
3mmer: Alone?? a girl?

*Explains again...*

Anyway, back to the highlights!
1. Ventured out alone in the streets of Shanghai, the bund, had a nice cuppa coffee

2. Queuing up for cabs with the locals ( at night in Shanghai, and day at Hangzhou Train station)
3. Tried Beef Stomach ( would never have done that in Singapore)

4. Had 3 shots of Chinese Rice Wine (Lethal: 53% Alcohol Content)

(photo courtesy of Kristin, who insisted i drink (can see the flushed face) I believe, the arm behind me belongs to Brian.

5. Followed by chinese massage after that (Masseurs commented that we reek of alcohol)

The Chemical & Polymer Folks From Left: (representing US, China, Singapore), Mr Korea is still stuck at his massage. All of us with our messy hairdo.

6. KTV with Managing Director
7. Our bus got a traffic violation ticket from the Police (having drove into the wrong One-way Street)
8. Boss concocted Gin-tonic for me
9. Learnt a little about pearls

10. Tried Nan-Xiang Xiao Long Bao
11. Took Train to Hangzhou alone (with no itinerary in mind, except to go West Lake)

Ticket: Checked

Secured Seat: Checked

Breakfast?: Checked (got Hotel to pack a breakast bag for me since i left hotel at 5.30aM!)

Self Portriat as i enter the 1st class Cabin! WooYOO.

12. Made a friend (this lady from Hei Long Jiang) while cruising West Lake in the afternoon. So i was just quiet for the whole morning at West Lake. Haha.

There's May! A very bubbly girl who travelled on her own, she vistied Xiamen before making her way to Hangzhou, she was in Hangzhou for 2 days on her own now and boy, were we glad to have found each other for company as we cycled along West Lake. I rem a guy commenting on the bus (he overheard our conversation, cant help as the bus was crowded) (yes, May taught me how to take the public bus (it cost only 2 Yuan (Slightly over 40 cents)) that both of us are so detailed in trying to learn out more about each other as we chatted about our families, our work, our schooling system, our vegetable costs.. Yes (vegetable costs).
My rented bicylce. May teaching me how to lock.. Of cos, i wasn paying much attention.

Morning scene on a Friday Morning.

Self-Peddle Boats.

13.Took a Stranger's car ride up to Long Jing Mountain to buy Long Jing Tea Leaves ( negotiated fare: 10 Yuan equivalent to about slightly more than 2 SGD)

14. Cycled around West Lake

15. Made a few international friends ( all 3Mmers), actually we all corresponded through emails some point in time, but it's really nice now, to be able to put a face with the name.

Was really fortunate to be able to go for this trip, to meet and learn from the commodity leaders. I really enjoyed myself, and never knew that i would explore anywhere alone ( in China).

Having called my mum ONLY after i reached Hangzhou station that i will be spending the night there alone. ( Her reaction was mixed, worried and at the same time surprised that i was capable of doing that! I guess all the while, she assumed i was just thinking aloud, not intending to do that since i did not make any plans or research whatsoever).
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Back to Shanghai's 1st Night:

I really enjoyed myself on my first night, having reach the hotel at about 6pm, i settled down and left the hotel at about 8 pm to ask for recommendation of where to go at the bund for dinner!

I reached the river, and i just started snapping away, as i reckon ( once my boss, my boss's boss is here in Shanghai, there's probably alot of entertaining and meetings, and other obligated visits), and i took like hundreds of pictures that night? No doubt, i was really silly taking self portraits, much to the amusement of those beside me.

I've never been to Shanghai before this, and the first thing i noticed when i reached was how much constructions were going on, be it residentials, commerical buildings, roads, highways, train lines. All hyped up and scheduled to be read for the World Expo 2010 that's happening in Shanghai next year.

Not sure if i'll have a chance to visit Shanghai for the conference again, i highly doubt so, since i believe, they will send my other colleagues this time.

The pace is fast, it's very modern, it's really safe to take cab anywhere by yourself and the cab fares' relatively cheap.

Video taken on the 1st Night.



This video took me eons to upload onto blogger, but i really wanted to share it, It's not exactly a fanstic video,rather grainy effects . However, I was enchanted if you may, by the violinist and she was also part of the reason i parted with 30 yuan to buy a cup of coffee and sat by the river, enjoying the music in the relatively chilled air in Shanghai. Yes, no doubt, i was feeling alone, but strangely, that was also the nicest part of it as i sat there.

No obligation to check if anyone want to leave for shopping, or wanted to sight-see elsewhere, or wanted to just go indoors because it was cold! It was just me, myself and my trusted camera. Hiaks. Was deliberating whether to bring my DSLR, but mum advised not to since this is afterall, still a business trip and what's a girl lugging so much stuffs? (on hind sight, very wise advice)

Sadly, maybe because there werent much guests outdoor, the very talented and pretty violinist ended her act shortly and took her leave. I too then ventured off else where after watching several boats past me.

(more pictures)

Haha, after taking this shot, i was thinking to myself: This is my 3rd Tower Shot i took this year. I had one at Tokyo, one at KL and the 3rd in Shanghai!

Pearl TV Tower?
KL Tower. ( I just took the pic from fB, hence the small pic)

Tokyo Tower.

*** to be continued.

Apple post

My 1st blog on iPhone. Gotta get used to it. Excited bout impending shanghai trip.

"women your age"

What is that magic age when one changes from being flattered to flattened hearing "women your age"?

Maybe Magic is not the best word for it, since it's heading for the negative reaction instead of wonderful concoctation.

Am I at that trigger age already? Or perhaps, still a few years to play with before i hit the big "3"0.

To me, it's really not a big deal, it's part of the fun, acting as tho it matter so much, that you wish time will just creep, or better still, for ever 2 years forward you move back 4 years backwards. This way, you gain the wisdom, and lose the wrinkles.

I'm down the garden flu. That's what my doc said. And pretty much bed-ridden. Psychologically, i feel i'm getting sick more easily than i did in previous years. Mum said i lost the fighting spirit.

Yesterday, when i was at the clinic, i saw this girl who was waiting outside the clinic along with the rest of us who formed a small queue. She was pacing up and down, dragging her slippers in her AJC PE-Tshirt and carrying a laptop with some notes. She gave out this negative vibe as though she's frustrated.

So when the clinic opened, we all walked in, and she actually cut my Queue. Without any shame. She took her card and placed at the counter when i have done so. The lady over the counter asked "Who's next?"

She actually said "me". Much to the first couple (who got queue #1)'s surprise. So that AJC girl got #2, and i got #3.

I cant be bothered to fight it out with her, although i was pissed myself. And then i found out she was from T$%% ( a wafer fab company). She's actually working!

When i told Allan this, he was like "what made you think she was younger?", and to my surprise, i told him " I guess, i started noticing more people younger than me now ".

That's the truth.

A night of sheer coincidences

I was on my way back to the north east line from Dhoby Gaut north south line when i saw a friend who recently got married. No, i wasn invited to her wedding, as we arent really close. And secondly, i knew she was married recently because i saw her facebook.

She was on the phone smiling sweetly. It was about 7 ish pm and i was thinking she's probably calling her hubby? In anycase, i did not go up to her and she walked past me, not noticing my presence. At that split second, we crossed path. I knowingly, and she, in the unknown.

I continued my walk to the train, thinking to myself how many of my friends have embarked the married journey, and how many are going to.
"It's that age", i think to myself. People either get married, getting married, or they dont.

It's something you see people doing, and sometimes, you wonder why haven you.

Before i could embark on that train of thoughts, i was interrupted by the approaching train and i boarded.

I took out my book " eat, pray, love" and continued reading. Liz has reached Bali - the third leg of her spiritual journey. And i casted my previous thoughts aside.

As i reached sengkang mrt, i pondered a split sec whether to get fast food(basement) or food court (4th level) for dinner. Yes, one of those days, mum decided not to cook my share and asked me to settle by myself.

As i turned towards the gantry gate to the mall instead of the usual for home, i saw yet, a familiar face.

A face from my past. A face which mattered alot for a good amount of my adult years. He was with a girl, facing the gantry as though about to enter. And i hurried with the crowd, trying to walk away from him in case he saw me, but the other gantries were not for exit, and i had to make my exit with him just inches away in the crowd.

He was talking to the girl beside him. And once again, i passed another familiar face by as i walked way. ...

And then i turned back to look. He was making his way in, and they were going up the LRT. I smiled at the sheer coincidence, never would i have imagined bumping into him at my home MRT station, ends from his place. And what're the odds? This was not my usual time when i reach home. Heck, i dont even alight at the MRT, i alight at the bus stop. And it just happens i wanted dinner hence i head for the gantry at the mall side.

With thoughts in my head, and still seeing him as he board the escalator while taking out his mobile, i whipped out mine immediately as well.

I popped him a msg : "hey, saw you.=)" and left it as that as i walked off..

Seconds later, he called me. We laughed at the coincidence, he told me he was going to visit an old friend with his ex-colleague, a girl from Power Supply, which in fact i knew. And i told him i was going to get dinner, din call out to him in case he was with his gf, whom i quite wanted to see too.

And it ended like that. I smiled at our short exchange. Our 1 short encounter, face to face. I smiled at how often, we let moments like this pass, and how insignificant it may seems. Yet today, it didnt feel insignificant for some reason. It's quite undescribable.

I felt at ease, and it felt good. I wanted to blog it to remember that moment.

How many times have you bumped into a familiar face, dismissing it as just coincidences? I'm a die hard romantic, i like to think people bump into each other through some works of fate. Through some intricate interactions that's way beyond our control.

I bumped into my dear once too, when i was on the way to Outram MRT (North east) from the East West. Back then, i din call out to him too, but i texted him. And it made my day too.

Haha, seems like i always encounter this via MRT interchanges...

Open Water Dive- 11-13 sept 09

Been wanting to blog about my diving trip. Kept relishing the few days when i woke up to morning skies ( 6ish am), making our way to the communal area, to have our breakfast with droopy eyes, being briefed on our dive before setting out... * still daydreaming*
A pose by the showerheads before setting off.
Instructor briefing us. Giving us the face.. " oei dont take pictures first, listen to me..."

Of course, I did had like my last minute kinda doubts before setting off for the trip.
our scuba tanks. Our comrades we carry.
Things like:
" will i have difficulty equalizing? will i experience extreme pain like i did on the plane?"
" will i run out of oxygen? will i panic underwater? Will i hold my breath?"
" why did i sign up for this?"

However, all these were cast off the moment i depart from Mersing. It's not exactly the most comfortable ride, starting at 12am till about 4ish am? 3 of us girls slept a top deck (one bed), with the boat bumping to the breeze, with the cold sea wind across our faces...

I donned on my socks (the black and red BUM socks) in the middle of the night, as i attempt to cover as much of me as possible with my sweater. Pink socks belonging to meryl, the only lucky girl who escaped unharmed, no bites, no stings, no scratches. erm, nope, if we were to include nose-bleeds, we all bleed for this trip.

I still wear it underwater.. for fear of stings and cuts. And i still kena! In fact, that small exposed area ( as one can see) just above my ankle! My instructor is just pure amazed. And i din even realize! until i kept my scuba tank and saw the blood. Just little.

We will shuttle from sampans to boats, vice versa. Alot of interaction.

2-3 diving groups in sampan. Mostly were NUS students (some enjoying their weekend diving leisure , most of us taking our OW.) A tad cramp, but haha, eye candies for the guys when the ladies don their bikinis.Back in the evening, after dinner, it's sharing of post-dive experiences, chilling over beer for some. For us, it's saboteur after logging down our dives. I enjoy it. Oh, our group ( 5 of us)went on a small hike around the island, to Diver's Lodge. That's me using alternate air source! Trying hard not to hyperventilate as i have the tendency to float up!

That's me clearing my mask, as part of the training.

Practicing some of our hand-signals on land. You will be surprised how useful all these come in, when u cant talk, when u cant express your delight as seeing "NEMO!, DORY!", my buddy and i came up with more hand signals, like" slow down, calm down, feeling high( oxygen toxication), which eventually, we mostly just pat on each other, doing the "ok!" sign.

I so badly wanted to take pictures underwater!! I played with Jellyfish, starfish, saw a few humpheads, a friendly batfish, trigger fish, moray eel!
On our way back, looking all rich and happy.

Diving is not a clean, luxurious kinda sport. It's wet, sandy, tho not very tiring, exhilarating, very interesting kinda sport, as you subject yourself to breathing underwater. I like the fact, everyone who went on the trip had a common purpose, to share their passion, the interest for diving. To have their fill, knowing they will need the energy for the next dive, to have a good rest, knowing they will need to be alert for the next dive. To be well-equipped, watching out for each other. Buddy system.

To navigate using a compass underwater, to help each other out, should one run out of oxygen, to constantly be on the look out, for small or big creatures, to play with the fish as they circle around your legs.

It's a shiok feeling. to hear nothing, but the sound of your breathing... to know how a jelly fish feels likes, how a starfish feels like.

I'm glad i went. One thing off my list. Yeah.

open water dive

i'm back from under the sea... i wish i have pictures to show.

I love it! it's quite an experience, though it's not all that fun and easy.

you really feel vulnerable as u experience breathing difficulties.. No kidding business.

my personal time.

I do think a considerable amount of time has lapsed since i last written.

Just as one needs to quiet down, to blank into nothingless in preparation for meditation, i too need a quiet moment, a quiet environment to ease into my thoughts to blog.

Okay, I dont believe my luck, just moments after the previous paragraph, i was interrupted by a call at work. .. And it surprises me alot, how much it matters to me, how fiercely i guard my personal time. Meaning, time alone, and space alone.

Often than not, i find myself alone but in a crowded, loud environment. That to me, does not equate quality self-time. Or if not, i find myself engaged with people in a otherwise quiet place. That however, is a better option than the former.

...Still, i need my time and my space. Like now., but i iwill need to go settle some stuffs for my dive trip this weekend. Been meaning to upload some pictures. GUess i just have to do so in a later time.

**** 2 HOURS LATER;

i;m back. Determined not to procastinate when it comes to my thoughts, i decided t0 resume the moment i hit back home.

A couple of things to share.. 1st: Jeli home-coming trip after 1 year shy of 1 day from her wedding anniversary! yup, we met up with what i can describe, food, simple joy, chats and more chats, laughter and just a game, despite the inital ambitous planning of what we would expect the day to turn out.




the 6 finally unite.

I guess i'm not surprised that we met up at 9.30 am and we ended up chatting till 12ish AM? It was so nice to know although 1 year has passed, somethings still remain the same. The squad is still as crappy ( in the sense, chatty in

two vons posing for the camera while walking

b1 and b2 at cheeky chocs for supper? straight after dinner?

the two scorpion babies taking a shot since jeli will be away on her birthday

Our dessert.

There were talks to go visit her in may 2010. yes, i do know ultimately, if nothing else certain, that yvonne wang and elaine will be there to visit her this time.

I've so many places i want to go but i dont have leave. Darn darn darn...

Anyway, it felt like old times.

I also played with my camera a few days before. Here are some random shots. There aint much things i can take around the house which will make a nice picture to see.. So here's just a few.

Shot #1 grumpy goldie

Shot #2: Oei, Go Away....

Shot #3.... ROARRRRR!!!!!!!

Haha, so happy i was able to take shot 3! All these taken continously while stalking goldie.

Goldie wondering if her twin will ever come out from that glass wall.

Is that a double as well? ? nah, just little pots in my parents'room

Random things on my dressing table. Need to cool? Have an eclipse.

Last but not least, tot i show a shot of what i'm current reading prior to this: for once it's a book that i'm taking my own sweet time to read. Cos, i feel it's abook which you should read when you're in the mood for picturing. It's not one of those stories which you cant put down until u know the ending kind. So, here goes.. a good book to recommend...
For some reason, i could never get the title right.

I told my bro the other day, "eat, play, sleep is good", he gave me a bizzare look, which i then elaborated the book. And he was like... "It's EAT, PRAY, LOVE"...

so much for hooey's interpretation.Hiaks.

So does that mean, play precedes pray and sleep precedes love for me??? wonders in amusement.

Frankly, is that bedsheet in the picture awful? i got it at like a 50% discount or something at Aussino, there aint much choices left for Queen Size bed at those prices. My mum commented it looked AUNTY. Gosh.

p/s: booked my air tickets to KK!!! whoppee... next march. It feels different, to know you got a cheap deal for tickets 6 months away.

Praying for a good diving trip!

Random memories

A shot of cab outside my bus stop where i stood like a TP catching drivers who exceed the speed limit
This reminds me of melbourne...
Seems like yesterday i took a picture similar to this black and white one... years ago
Merlion, after reconstruction.