Lunched Ashlyn over 'Hotbean' and Green curry, chased time, took a yellow Christmas Tangs picture where a frightening man wanted to help us, then shouted dark secrets in the middle of Orchard.

The other day, a lady stormed into the train and headed directly for the priority seat, shouted at the guy "Can you please let an old lady seat? I am an old lady you know?". He scramped off,she sat next to me, with her bare foot propped on the seat, knee to her chest. The next 20 minutes she picked dead skin off her foot. I am uncertain what to make out of it... is this how age and a label empowers a Singaporean?


Jason is moving house soon...running out of ideas of what to get for his room as time ticks off more choices fromthe list. Nothing seems sufficiently relevant. Once I wanted to get him Wall Art, got lost over what painting it should feature, then I wanted to get a functional payphone fixed to his wall, but thought it too cute. Wall mount brackets. Venetian hooks. Lamp shades. Duvet covers. Shag rug. Block cushions. Tripod side table.

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Usually when I brew too many colliding ideas... I end up with nothing. =)




21st november, sleeping hours extended, 2 sets of lunch, great teabreak over Pork Chop Bun and a Dracula drink.. pity it ends this way. Nevermind.

Daul Kim's death makes me wonder... if suicide is more infectious than I would like to imagine?

"The writers take too much self importance...
I kind of hate art, because its always so something in the air
too much importance
too much pride?
but sometimes something catches your eye and thats nice.
but its very rare"
- Daul Kim.

Most striking.... possibly exceedingly quoted, the following:

staying relative is hard
staying honest is hard

i know i'm like a ghost
i have nothing but myself



Thought of her when I listened to Fragile:


Seven days a week but my life has just begun
So caught in emotion and I'm overcome
As I'm falling down I come undone
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone
Sometimes I feel like I'm not that strong
Sometimes I feel so frail so small
Sometimes I feel vulnerable
Sometimes I feel a little fragile
A little fragile

In six thousand years what will this mean
Words from the heart or a melody
So caught in emotion and I'm overcome
As I'm falling down I come undone
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone
Sometimes I feel like I'm not that strong
Sometimes I feel nothing at all
Sometimes I feel vulnerable
Sometimes I feel a little fragile
A little fragile

If people can see right through my eyes
Like an open door that I can't disguise
I won't be afraid from the tears I cry
I'll not run I'll not hide this is how I feel inside
A little fragile

Sometimes I feel like I'm alone
Sometimes I feel like I'm not that strong
Sometimes I feel so frail so small
Sometimes I feel vulnerable
Sometimes I feel a little fragile




Suffering from an intensely uncomfortable headache... hits just the left temple... is that called a migraine? And my body is threatening to throw up every moment. I feel geuninely awful... If anyone likes gratitude I have plenty to offer... if you can rescue me from this shit. TIA.




It is 9 and bedtime for the past week. Obliged on a weekend to stay up, but with no pressing errand to attend to, it gets somewhat challenging. Sleep is a habit.

Nothing spectacular to write of. I started the Saturday premature; woke up at 5 am and felt the chilly sunless morning wind hit my face, whispering December. Vegetarian breakfast with the parents, family lunch at Imperial Treasures. It is fast becoming a no brainer to head there for weekend meals, the food is pretty authentic with a reasonable price to match. We spent a great deal of time shopping at Wismawisma as my mother calls it, I got a pretty dress and jumpsuit (finally!) from Bebe... I've been looking for one for agesss, loved this piece but there was a nasty little tear so, genuinely hoping their tailor can fix it. The dress had pockets.. I am unabashedly biased towards soft fabrics and anything that features pockets. We loitered through Orchard Road's Christmas lights, something that never fascinated me. Nauseous taxi ride home. Panadol saved my life.

Friday the 13th occured as an exceptionally lucky day. I left work as punctually as I could. Jason and I had a heavy pasta dinner with warm apple crumble and soda, browsed German Movies over HK YuenYang, and went home early because we got too lethargic for the streets.

Are there seedless watermelons? I believe there are. It frustrates me ceaselessly everytime my mom makes me eat slices of watermelons and I continually have to spit the devils out, the plate an awful mess of pale pink juice and hideous black seeds. Gross.

No single monumental moment this month, but a highlight would be the Ion event, observing merrymaking celebrities and socialites, capturing pictures of evasive Wonbin and pleasant LiBingbing. And... c'est tout actually. Haha.

The year will end before its time is due... as it does year after year. Transitional, friends blossoming into adults, I hope I can stare at faces and observe changes, but know that between us everything remains. Already friends are turning more beautiful and wise, let us all mirror that with each other.

9 months. Barely a milestone by any standards, but I am thankful. Excuse my incessant rumbling today, am truely giddy for all sorts of unjustified reasons. Anticipating a phonecall, failure to comply wholly unforgivable punishment duly meted.

BEWARE.











I forgot how to embed Youtube videos, but this boy is so, so amazing with his guitar I stopped watching Xfactor for him.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ws73YeSY02E




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ws73YeSY02E




Somebody rescue meee I TAKE BACK ALL MY WORDS ITS 3 AM I AM DESPERATE TO SLEEPPPPP




Friday night, close to 2 in the morning and I am wide awake, kept sleepless by either caffeine ( think green tea ToastBox TehC and Nescafe ) or an unsettled mind. Find myself here after a slight contest btwn continueing my novel or writing an entry. I made the correct choice because blogging 1.) unclogs the congested head 2.) ever since I started working, any PC usage makes me sleepy 3.) I chanced upon an entry on by dear Mr Vestige which lifted my spirits sufficiently.

Definitely, definitely owe an entry to beautiful Langkawi, just not tonight. It commands a cheerier flow of words than I am capable of right now, in my present state of sleepless annoyance. Then again, I have absolutely no direction over here, no inkling of what to pen down, which risks an endless bore of meaningless words falling in line one after the other... seems like it has taken place already, oh dear oh dear karennn.

I know. Guess what, over lunch my boss told me she googled my blog. I was genuinely taken aback, not that its totally unexpected, I mean, google magic is for everyone but I remember it took time for me to find a response.

Hmm it appears that blogging does wonders sometimes! I feel way better and almost ready for bedtime. Just to be safe I shall proceed to carry on my read. May I recommend 'When We Were Orphans'? Good stuff (sofar); I always remember how Kiterunner served me so well all the way through its climax but its finale injured me rather deeply; so much I wished it could be rewritten.

Bonne nuit to cherished ones!




Beautiful days unaccounted for! I wish that I had the means to blog more often with more transparency and fluidity, but I'm a really lazy person.

Over the weekend my parents and I had lunch at Royal Copanhagen. I like tea but I don't enjoy cakes too much. To me dessert deals majorly with presentation, its visually pleasing, but after the intial excitement and 3 mouthfuls, it kind of tastes the same, which is why I never ever have cravings for cakes. On the otherhand, I constantly find myself thinking of.... meat. So much it's creepy. On Monday my parents took me out for lunch again, I got incredibly tired at Imperial Treasures and halfdragged myself back to office.

Highlight highlight! Birthday present: Black slim sexay

1.Asus Seashell

2.Canon Ixus 100

Absoultely pleased with my new toys. <3

Jason and I also shared some exciting moments, dinner with vapor fans, 1.50 tofu, 50% snackers and frappes, aced an arcade toss-the-basketball game, ( 503! ), watched the highly enjoyable Inglorious Basterds; Waltz was the spectacular performance. In particular the basketball game was quite a torture... it lasted forever; my back started to ache, it got funny and I laughed too much, so I found myself in an akward and painful situation, giggling, hurting, concentrating, avoiding rebounds, bending picking shooting, all the while beside a boy too busy to make sense ( "You can take a break". )

Also, Dah eeleen xh and I had quite a horrible dinner at Dome, I got a lovely Birthday Balloon from the girls which warranted birthday wishes from strangers. Dahniela's birthday was a homely affair at Soup Retaurant, insane singing at the DFS Ladies, Taptap game + Bushmen Brew at Cedele, money spent at the pink Etude House.

And the following, albeit unforgivably outdated, deserves special mention:

Walking down a stretch of Orchard Road one Friday night with Christine Abel HyperKenny, Christine was singing really loud next to me, instinctively I pushed her beside Abel, and 30 secons later I witnessed a plop landing somewhere between the 2: BIRDPOOP!! Christine became hysterical and helpless, and Abel was cleaning her up while repeatedly asking if there was any birdshit on his hair, SERIOUSLY we saw none and were damn sure about it, but he was equally insistent "he felt something", I thought I saw something but couldn't find anything; Finally he ran a tissue through his hair just to be sure, and voila yellow goo!!! The situation was so ridiculous that apparently Kenny thought it funny enough to laugh like a hyena in full view of other Orchard people. His arms flapped wildly, he went a little distance away and started slamming the walls/cardboard. Ohdear we were the strangest sight ever...

C'est tout au revoir!

While strolling at NAC some 2 weeks ago, Jason turned and asked me if I liked sharks. I'm the sort of person who'd throw out all possible answers in hope that one of them would be right, so I asked him if he was bringing me to go dive with the sharks at Sentosa for my birthday, but I dismissed the idea without much deliberation.

But on Saturday, due to the nature of the event he had to tell me what to bring, and I kind of guessed it again, holy shit we were going to underwaterr world to dive with sharks! Which I really think is a brilliant idea, we met the instructor Jayne, got changed into diving suits, learnt how to use the oxygen tanks which were soo heavy, strapped weights onto our hips, how to clear our ears, used saliva to coat our goggles, and then we marched into the water where I touched the smooth undersides of our belly ( omg i totally meant the stingray's underside, but this is funny so i shall not correct my error ). But when we dipped our heads underwater, I couldn't get used to the breathing at all, it took immense effort to inhale-exhale and my chest got tight, I tried breathing out with my nose which filled my goggles with water, and after some 15 minutes we decided to postpone the dive.:s I really want to go back though!

In an unchronological manner, I finally met Kenny on Thursday, which was an embarassing night because I lured myself into a trap! ( details best left unmentioned ). We had a nice dinner with Yogi and Christine at KPO, sat at the 'poledancetable', the chair was too tall so I preferred to dine on my feet, but nonetheless I found the place charming.:) 3 hours before I turned 21 Jason took me to the theatre for Bruno, ohdearrr, I was quite frightened to see remotes and champagne bottles stuck between guys asses, not to mention the cockdance, but altogether I enjoyed the movie.

On turning 21:

I woke up to a nagging mother in my room and my brother shouting some nonsense to me, and I told myself, adulthood doesn't really make a difference afterall.




Last night after a birthday dinner at SunwithMoon with the lovely university friends, ( all the good memories at the restaurant! ), we had dessert at Nectarie, where I got delighted by a chunky chocolate drink, Weilin's Bodycream flavor icecream sorbet, and Xuyun's sweetly fragrant Peony Jade tea. I recall my earlier tea fetish which subsided only when I suspected tea to contribute to teeth discoloration. My present was fussed by meddling inqusitive hands; I was the last person to open it; but I was a proud and pleased owner of the the blazer I found within the paper bag. :) Thanks guys!

I've always thought Singapore trains to be relatively clean and safe, not that I have changed by mind, but may I say I was in disbelief to see a rat on the train last night! Xuyun and I held out legs up indignantly, and squeals aside, we could have been cooler and observe the hideous creature in its full glory in its new playground, watch it scurry past the opposite lane then back again, but no, dear Jason kept chanting beside me " I'm going to kill the rat, I'm going to kill the rat, I'm going to kill the rat", and poor me, in a bid to protect my toes and present, fell into panic because clearly his weapon was either bare fists or his frail laptop bag propped upright by nothing but mere sheets of lecture notes. So I chanted back "omg Jason please don't do it omg jason please don't do it, jus sit down" and try repeating that 10 times, the rest of the commuters in muted shock-amusement, I don't know whether I got frightened by the monster or by the brave boy, but it put the stress in me. Finally the boy stood up and there was a loud thud as his laptop bag hit... either the floor or the prey but it scurried away anyway, while the onlookers must have musing whether it could get anymore fanciful. At the end of the day, I found it a great adventure, more so because we had a hero. Reminds me how he put out a fire at my roof garden, heh.

Bye for now!









Over the weekend I watched 2 movies, Public Enemies with Christine Abel Jason and Yipeng. It was a let down! Saturday's Up was flawless with Sam Yogi Luke and Christine, and on Sunday we went for supper with Shyan Cheewei Zhaoying and Seowang at Tongshui, where they tried to rip us off for drinks we never had. On the bonus holiday Monday, Jason and I met Christine and Yogi for tea at Royal Copanhagen and spread the table with delightful things as Asam tea, Apple and Rose jam in tubs, Scones with cream, Bakwell tart Pineapple Upside Down Blueberry cheesecake and Chocolate, salmon wrapped eggs with shrimps. Yogi was so full she felt drugged, which is exactly how I feel now, suffering a thick banana juice intoxication. During tea Jason attempted to impress with card tricks -.-. After Yogi left, we strolled into Burberry until Fawn came, and then Jason and I explored Ion before ending the day with German Potato Cheese and Fatty Weng. I went to bed at 12, feeling excited for my friends who would start school in a few hours, somwhat envious.

I would love to watch UP again!




Dad's been back the past week, last night we had dinner at Sun with Moon, where I thought the foie gras looked like "ai gua" and I nearly missed it. We proceeded to Indochine where my mom became tipsy before the drinks even reached us -.-. So much that my dad swopped seats to sit beside me instead. It's like, drunk moms nag 10x as much, imagine that.

The past 2 days at Burberry was very thrilling, we had a press event at Ion and instore catwalk, where I got drawn to a very good looking brunette, whose mom also looked very pretty. After a long period of boycott, I took my camera out! I kind of miss it. I also tried some pieces on because I'm wondering if I should get something for my birthday, and I'm reallly liking the cashemere shnood and steel colored jacket/coat.

The weekend was spent cycling, arguably my first outing with Jason, as in excursion/adventure, although we could not agree on the definition of an outing so, who knows whether its a first. Whatever. We had alot of fun, or at least I did, peddling and buying enough food to fill his backpack, people watching and giving each other lame high5s, enjoying the Singapore seabreeze. On sunday he came over and with my dad and 3 brothers, there was tennis/basketball ( omg ME BASKETBALL!?) and the weather demanded that Jason and I jump into the pool after an intense sweat session. We laughed like crazy doing things like pool tour and unconventional piggy backs, and catchmeifyoucan.

Tonight's itinary: PUBLIC ENEMIES!




Lunch with Kelly was nostalgic Bachormee and Mango Pomelo Sago, I hate crushed ice. After the meal I lethargic and slipped into drowsiness, so I munched on Starbucks Caramel Waffles and sipped sugarless Milo ( because I got chased out of the pantry ). When work ended I returned home to watch Rosy Business.:)

Last night I brought Jason to watch Ice Age 3D, it was meant to be a secret but because he is a fussy boy and I have an unsettled mind, I consulted him prior. We went for it and much to my amusement I found myself in the embrace of a little cyclops ( wow jason ) although he laughed into my face each time I turned to look at him. ( Hahaha you look funny ). -.- I was delighted to see the characters pop out and fill up the cinema, but when the initial excitement cooled off I decided that I wouldn't do a 3D again.

Abrupt ending thus far because I have to drag my tropid being to bed. Bonne nuit!




The past week was breathless and crazy. On Thursday and Friday I stayed in office till midnight; nonetheless I managed to settle for supper with Ash Christine and Jason where we encountered a strange black cat upon bidding goodbyes. Saturday and Sunday found me in the office yet again, and after a 7 day workweek I decided treat myself to a break on Monday, and made my way to Jason's place first thing in the morning to catch him asleep. I crawled into bed to give him a pleasant surprise and he wore an ecstasy smile for the rest of the morning. We slept alot and had very vivid dreams; I dreamt of work ( oh dear the haunting of a 7 day workweek ). In the evening I retreated home with the family watching Rosy Business, which boasts an enthralling storyline that I really enjoy.



Today crept upon me, and I had a sudden invitation to Fareast Boneless Chicken Rice with Sam Yogi Christine Ash, there was tender juicy chicken but disappointingly bland rice and soup; the saving grace was a very amiable uncle. We waited more than half an hour for a bus in the humid Singapore air, our cheeks warm and body sticky. Then Ash and Christine walked me back to the Burberry Office, where I shall begin looking forward to tonight's activities, because I plan for a little mid-July adventure with scary dinosaurs and funny squirels.




So tiresome to be human sometimes.

It is painful when 2 people with good intentions end up with a dispute, one with no obvious compromise. On the other hand, there are also people that you offend unwittingly, who have an unfavorable opinion towards you, and regard you with cold civility, forced speech and prefer to leave the silence hanging. Such individuals I am much less bothered about and even more less inclined to carry out amendment, but the former deserves a great amount of considerations.

Sleeplessness occurs to anyone, even the greedy sleeper. I think it happens because when darkness consumes you, the mind either eases into rest or begins to reflect about the day. Last night I was upset, over an episode that I feel is significant enough for me to think through repeatedly. I wonder if it makes sense to coax youself into not performing an act that you believe would benefit another person who protests otherwise.

Nonethless I am wide awake now, an alive mind gives me unflagging energy. I am still contemplative but less unhappy, and I'm looking forward to a merry lunch with Ashlyn and Christine!




There's an old uncle who comes by the office to sell very tasty assorted chips. I like him because I have a soft spot for old men who are pleasant. Today I bought lobster chips and bitter chips, then we found a cockroach in the office and he amused me with his agility to chase and catch it with his fingers, before sealing it with an envelope and squashing it. He seemed proud of his achievement as he presented the cockroach to the females, and kept saying "zhua mei du, she you du" i.e cockroach no poison, snake got poison.

=)

He is so cute!




It is friday again, I enjoy fridays pretty much.

Over the weekend I took a one day break at home and the next day I spent it at Jason's place, where we watchd Goodfellas and Juno with his sister. I remember how everyone would persuade me that Juno is a good movie but I found it way overhyped, the girl is cute but the songs are annoying, or perhaps we watched Goodfellas first and it had so much more depth. I've been dying to finish Revolutionary Road so... let's do it this week.

In the office, Grace and I settled into Kelly's cubicle after she flew off to London, and W.Kim brought the interns for Lunch on Thursday. He is really interesting and well-travelled, and on Wedesday he brought music and wine into the office and proposed a Friday clean up. Oh and I spilled an entire cup of Milo in the pantry, all over a black twill skirt, on the floor and the cupboards. Afterwhich I spent 15 mins cleaning up with mop napkins cloths and wondered if I should record it in my colorful paletted checklist.

I learnt, or rather experienced, this week that opinions can lead to conflict, but it's pretty amazing how Jason always manages to keep his cool, actually he just finds it funny that I get angry, if I shout he laughs, and that is so ridiculous that I find it stupid to be angry, so I guess arguments are kind of difficult to escalate to. I'm also slightly apologetic for having 'broken' part of his nose, but the act was applied out of a pure desire and instinct to help, sorry sorry! Anyway, I really like our chemistry. :)




Hello.
Omg sounds lame but I have no idea where to begin. A good week!

In office I spent a few days sitting at Yvonne's desk on her chair while Grace sat opposite me and Fookin was squeezed into the teeny space behind me ( he gave up eventually ).It's really weird because, since when do you sit in your boss's chair?? Basically our usual room was taken up by the SAP trainers and we were reduced to such awkward circumstances. On Friday, 2 Taiwanese Burberry staff came to occupy Yvonne's room so I scurried off to Kelly's desk and squeezed rather comfortably beside her, which was really alot of fun because I got exposed to interesting office gossip and I could sashay to the pantry in a less deliberate manner which means more frequent visits for Milo refills.

It was also really exciting because W Kim, the VP from Korea came, and true to hearsay he looks sooo young, although I felt embarassed because all the furious tapping at the laptop made me have sweaty palms when I shoke his hand ( I accidentally typed shook his head -.-). I hope it went unnoticed. The PR director from HK was also in office and with the Taiwanese girls and SAP staff, the place was very noisy and busy, with various accents, not to mention Kelly conversing in Indonesian (Malay?) and Korean and Chinese.

Workplace aside, I managed to catch Yipeng for a lunch before he flew off to Anfield. and he turned up half inebriated, taking 15 minutes to flip through the menu before deciding on... instant noodles and soya bean. On friday I walked out of Burberry at 7pm only to find Jason and his friends Clarissa and Carrie waiting at the 10th floor lift. :) We tried Smashed Chicken with VERYSPICYCHILLY and a suspicious looking blueberry concoction before trooping to a secret lounge and played a Picture Drawing Game ( I am frustrated, what isit called?Pictorian? ). Which I won! Btw I usually lose games which involve boards and cards. At 930 we redeemed free popcorn and watched State of Play, I like Russell Crowe I find him convincing and I think Rachel McAdams is cute, but Ben Affleck has become a bore, I remember he was hot in Pearl Harbour when he was needled in the butt. The movie was good, I really think the films this year are pretty enjoyable! Finally we had bachormee for supper and I fell asleep at 3 am.

=D




Week 2 has commenced.

In short, I am in Asia Travel Retail, I report to the GM Yvonne, who has curled hair and wears lots of black, enjoys reading and has 2 daughters. I work closely with KellyPark who is from Korea, ( she studied Art in a female-only university ). My jaw dropped today when Yvonne told me she would be flying to Taiwan and London and would only be back in July; Kelly would be off to London for 2 wks as well, which means, I work ALONE ( because Grace and Fookin are under different dpts). It is also worth mentioning that the office is really cold, meaning you wouldn't want to risk having a cardigan out of reach. One highlight was to watch a Webcast where Christopher Bailey showed clips of Emma Watson as the new Burberry model.

That's about it for now, it's been great so far, I really enjoy this even though I feel a little detached sometimes, when the darkness of the night and the humid air greets me, I get slightly confused of reality to be free from the office, where everything seems hurried and important admist customary exchanges of niceties. As always, the process of making new friends thrills me but correlates to missing my comfort zone and the people who are the closest to me. It makes me curious if there are loved ones I can fall back on, who will offer a listening ear and with whom I can share my stories as a way to partake in my day. I now opt to appear available on MSN, I read my friends blogs regularly with avidity, I sms and chat them with more passion, and little things make my heart warm in an exaggerated blown up fashion.

I haven't started to dread work yet, although on Sunday nights I miss the weekend already. I want slow, lazy yet meaningful weekends. The first workweek Saturday I went to Queensway, making my way through heaps of shoes and FBTs and Drifits. On Sunday morning I had tuition before heading over to Jason's for a perfect chilling session. I attempted to read Can Man Be Rational while he leafed through a heavy yellow book thickened with articles. After dinner we went opposite for lovely Hot Chocolate on red couches, had a nice talk before I trudged home, a little worn out. Monday came and it was intense, I left office at 8, got a headache and slipped into languidness, came home and was revived by the trusty Panadol, and tucked in heartily to buttery salmon and miso soup while watching a smacking new Shinhwa DVD. Finally I snuggle into bed, grateful to have the aircon on, drinking cold milk and taking my breakfast as supper, the pleasing warmth of the laptop against my thighs. At the same time i feel lost and vulerable, I find myself wanting, I sense a need for protection. I cannot explain why for lack of a good understanding of myself, but I know that sleep purges such emotional tugs.

I shall sleep now!




Hello from Burberryy office! =D

This place is pretty small and cosy, and I got quite a culture shock from the amount of Cantonese spoken. Today my supervisor came in still carrying her red luggage straight back from a 14 day London trip, and each of the 3 interns are assigned to a different supervisor. We sat in for a meeting which was really funny, and everyone's nice to us. Anyway the other interns are Grace and Fookin, I remember Grace from my Asia Pacific tutorial class. I've been told I can wear jeans to work, which is exciting; DBS was pretty strict. I've seen the preview of SS 2010, it's totally cool.

Sidetrack: The past 3 days were FANTASTIC. :)

Bye for now!




Facebook has a "How well do you know ___ " quiz. I haven't attempted any, but I was wondering what questions I would ask about myself. Truth be told I'm actually quite confused about myself, as much as it sounds like a post-teenage identity crisis. I think I'm rather fickle, unsettled, restless, stubborn but malleable, on the way to somewhere but barely reaching, caught inbetween. I resist being defined or explained. Also, on certain lonely nights, while the world sleeps on and I can hear my breathing loud and distinct, I secretly wonder if anything is real at all, when I feel distant from everyone and everything, I exploit the night's chilliness to hug myself, warm my palms against a habitual mug of Milo, stare mindlessly at the glaring laptop screen and face the white blogger interface. Like now.

But of course, these moments are short-lived, they dissipate easily, as recklessly as they came about. More often than not I'm thankful for what life offers, little things overwhelm me and I bask in contentment. So, the idea is that I pretty much oscillate between these states, which leaves me kind of confused and lost.

On a lighter note, after multiple Wasabi Deaths, today I had a Bubble Tea Death because I nearly choked on a bubble tea pearl, not exactly a glamourous way to experience near death I know. There was just too much pearlssss in the cup! So way after I had drank all the liquid I was still busy sucking up the pearls and shit happened. Anyway I actually don't like the taste of bubble tea, I drink it for the pearrllsss. Memorysake too I think.

nite!




Today I had an impromptu dinner with Jason, and there were many plan revisions before we met at 640 in the evening. We had tasty omu rice with cream and assorted seafood and idunnowhat laced with plenty of sauce, seaweed and mayonnaise. When we were done, we did some Secret Spy & Speculation while sipping Pomelo Barley ( Yum ) and found a guard in camouflage. After walking around the same building many times, we settled on watching Star Trek to round off the warm day, and it was surprisingly nice. Altogether it was a great day, and I'm going to end it right now with a long and lovely sleep.

=)




Goodnight world!

Life is great, but I'm too sleepy to write, way tired from over-exertion during teppanyaki buffet, ilovemeat. Mmmmm.

P.S Yes I got the internship and I'm real excited!

Cuz I'm burning for you
Burning like a candle




How did this happen? I haven't posted for a month!

Everything's been good by the way, it's a little sad that not every worthy event has their place in this space, but it has always been that way. Of late I've had a hearty appetite and a wasabi death, bought too much grey clothes and shall buy a cheddar coloured dress which shocked my mother, spent quality time with favourite people but it's never enough never complete, went for a Burberry internship interview, caught Taken which I loved, watched favourite Friends moments with my elder brother, slept too much with very vivid colourful thrilling dreams with an assortment of familiar faces, and the month also had its fair share of lovely lovely surprises.

I'm really thankful for just living.

There. Pictures soon:)




[12:40:56 AM] Ashlyn Chee Rui Yin says: today i go and check the horo
[12:41:15 AM] Ashlyn Chee Rui Yin says: it says the effects is 4 days past 15th leh


ok very good, everything in my prev post is now void.




15th passed by without any major mishaps! =) In fact I daresay it was one of the best days of the month, even though it is barely just over half the count. I shall do a brief recapitulation urhurm:

Sometime past midnight as the day began to unfold, Ash and I skyped, upping the apprehension because we are both cowards, more so because we are rather.. omg, superstitious (? ) Anyway we kind of freaked each other out, and the next afternoon I received a sms from Perth Ash whom I did not reply because I happened to glance up and found myself under a moving crane. I also managed to wriggle my way out of a very suspicious interview. =)

When evening sank in, Jason and I had a convivial dinner while watching the sky turn colors, a mutating canvas that shed its milky blue. Buttery garlic escargots, hamburg steak, omu rice and squid ink pasta. Every other diner seemed happy, but we thought ourselves the most content. On the way back, we passed by my favourite school, and the basketball court where I once tried to sleep in during The Angklung Camp. The day ended with a phonecall high, and finally at 130 a.m, I reclined in bed, satisfied and relieved.

karen says:
i havent open my dress yet
i mean your dress
but my dress is really 2 full layers lar they think i v cold right

dah says:
what u order again huh
i forgot alr
is it nice?
asos having 50% OFF NOW

karen says:
some black dress tt looks damn short on the model but is totally fine for me
HAHAHAH OMG DAH U DAMN BITTER RIGHT
and i got this black tube with the bow at the back and i love it lar but er, mus "squeeze into a tube" like toothpaste
like unzip all the way
then zip all the way
and look damn clumsy while doing that

dah says:
can breathe anot
sounds damn tight

karen says:
whats your problem
its because its tighter at the ribs there
then flare aft that
so tts why must squeeze
CAN BREATH LAR

dah says:
wahrenka u babble so much on ur blog its scary
its like u type type type
and vomit all the words right