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kacau the kucing

 

mega. no feel to type. let it be so for now. hurhur.

what the cats made me during mugging.

assuming there was a lizard at the corner of the wall…. -.-

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love how the fat cat looks at me when he was supposed to look at the camera hahaha.

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was so bored during mugging, ironic because there was actually not enough time to study.

there were many “C”s accompanying me though.

there were constructions, computer, chinese songs, crackers and cats.

uh-oh uh-oh, uh-oh uh-oh. i can’t breathe.

zomg. this shall be my motivation to lose weight. i love the song and especially the dance!! must secretly master it one day haha. MUST. *EVIL GRIN*

and kinda annoyed by difficult-to-maintain long hair.. i might consider one of their hairstyles, can you guess which? heehee. so exciting.

yeah what.

got a problem with rekindling love for an old boy band?

就算全世界都要把你否定 也不能讓我放棄你
就算我們的過去都沒有了證明 我依然守護你

想当年12岁未满,就心中暗地里地宣誓要二十三、四岁结婚。早点生小孩。经济上许可的话就多生几个。。。不是为了响应政府的号召,而是害怕老来寂寞,像母亲一样。六个孩子。够贪心吧?一来保持年轻的心,二来每天为孩子东奔西跑可以维持一个敏捷健康的身体,三呢家里也会比较温馨。

如今长大了,念大学了,还没尝试教过男朋友,是有点发闷。但功课繁忙,有时候真忙得透不过气来,然后会安慰自己还好少了个“包袱”。扪心自问,其实我还是站在我12岁的立场。只是。。可能少生些。呵呵。因为要工作嘛。总不能成天等个金龟从天而降来娶我回家吧?(哦,当然是有的好。嘻嘻。)以目前的状况来看,希望自己不要变成一个败犬女王就好,更不要一事无成。。。最重要的是找到一个对自己真心诚意的。

好吧,待嫁中的好朋友们,祝你们婚姻幸福美满。 ^^

feels like im living in fairytale. *sways side to side*

isnt ironic how a breakup song could sound so calming and good?

NTU Ladies @spoc2012

yesterday marked the end of my canoepolo life.

until you approached me to stay. asking me why i cant i stay.

so i decided to adorably weight the pros and cons here.

  1. i want to play and “grow old” with the team. plus i really enjoy the sport. but i cant say i REALLY want it now, after a month or 2 of agony..i’ve finally adjusted my mindset that it’s ok if i play or not. if not you, i think in about a week’s time, it’d be “yup, not playing”. im not trying to bring fault to anyone, im just raising an issue here. so dont feel bad about it. i truely understand what you are feeling, i was just waiting to see how much you guys needed me even after i kinda made up my mind and told you guys.
  2. for while my fyp does sound like an attachment job, it’s STILL a fyp. and as a lost sheep, i really do not know what are the challenges and requirements of doing an fyp. it’s not as simple as an attachement definitely. you dont have to churn out a megalong report, do experiments and data analysis that would be so crucial to the grading of your 15au module, possibly return during non-working days and hours to complete your work, worry about your performance in front of your supervisor, etc. and you cant take mc or leave as and when you want or need to. i worry about commitment. henceforth, while you may think im being selfish, i feel letting go is being responsible to everyone.
  3. as mentioned, i do not mind playing if my team needs me. but PRIORITY IS FYP and nothing shall stand in my way. rather than to submit myself to “persuasions” by teammates to attend trainings and compare attendance, frankly, i rather lead a more peaceful boring life and spend more time with my family. afterall, they have been kind enough to allow me to attend trainings, friendlies and competitions that often crash with family days.
  4. and how many freaking times do i have to repeat im taking a repeat module? this is perhaps the semester that gets as tiring or even more tiring than the time i had 30aus. im worn out. i need a break. im afraid i cannot live up to the team’s expectations. give me no additional expectations that i would lay down upon myself and i will play. dont let me reach my breaking point. again.
  5. we tasted silver yesterday. but with the help of 2np-ians. i was happy we were this close to getting a gold, and perhaps we would get our very own the next ivp. so sweet the taste of gold.
  6. however, i realised, in the end, we chose results over a team. maybe we have to be so because we are still representing the school. maybe one day when we graduate can we be like bombbomb, doing whatever we want, and getting 10% upset 90%happiness and friendship. reality sucks.

cheer up babes.

i wished i could do everything for you like you did everything for me.

erm. she has grown quite a bit since this was taken, considering the rate she inputs and outputs -.-”

HE POSTED THIS ON MY 21st BIRTHDAY!! XOXO!! (of course not specially for me, but, it tickles just to know that this fellow october baby could be so cute! ^_^)

that坚韧不拔dragon

you are one amazing fellow. there havent been much ups in your life but you look at yours so positively. *TWO thumbs up* (if i had more thumbs, all of them would be up too)

you shared how you felt as a middle-child. how unfairly you were treated but resigned to your fate. you told us of how you took 11years to repay your dad’s debt, just because you were the one most capable of bringing home the bread. and after 11 years, you were finally freed of and starting to enjoy what you do. you also said how each time when your life if starting to turn optismitic, something bad will happen out of the blue. you even shared about your lifestyle. like how you skipped meals to maintain your body, and slept a mere 2-3hours everyday for years. then a friend told me you got married and divorced, giving the house you painstakingly earned to your wife who betrayed you(people saw her going to the club with a hunk). you mentioned that you felt that the love your fans have for you could be shared with those less fortunate ones, organising a volunteer trip with your fans to china. who knows how much money and effort you put into it? after so much you went through, you kept your agony and displeasure to yourself. there are so many more things we dont know about you. you think so much for others, would you think for yourself? i really wished you are what you were in the drama, being more selfish so i could fork out less empathy for you. mr nice guy. i wish you the very best. all the best of the best.

your hectic lifeless life reminded me of my brother. and now it seems, now all i can do is to offer him the bestest moral support as a sister and stop being annoying, getting all jealous and aggitating and poking at his business.

thank you for reminding me and inspiring me to work hard and look positive. thank you for catching my eyes. just like filial sons Rain and Jerry who love their single mummies so much. :)

little things to tell.

had an impromtu makeup workshop with the girls last thurs. while most of us were going for the sake of freebies, i was more of going with the mindset of picking up some skills and getting some terms right.. like, a BB-cream is not a foundation.. and there’s actually another layer to put before even applying BB-cream followed by foundation.  and that more skin care you should apply them in circular motion.  whereas for makeup you should apply them differently.. oh, did i forgot to mention concealer -.-” even a simple task of putting on mascara had four different products. no wonder they always say girls go broke because of makeup.

saturday was a date with my open-relationship lover. hahaha. yay to WNN. wanted to explore marina square because i simply love the spaciousness but switched to 313 instead for shopping sake. ahaha. met becky along the way. so pretty!!! love her sharp facial features, her forever line-y eyes and her bubbly personality. :) officially entered h&m to shop ( the last and first time i went there.. i made a u-turn after a mere 20steps into the department on the first level hahaha), bomb 50+$ in mere 15minutes(excluding there oh-my-momma damn long fitting room queue hahaha. think i stood there for like close to 20min -.-) got matching anklets at cine before the lovers parted.

sunday dinner was overwhelming. i guess the photos explains it all. i didnt even have time to take pic of the other food like charkwayteow and fried oyster omelette. high fat, high salt, high cholesterol, high sugar blah blah blah. this is hawker food. food for the PEOPLE, not food for the health-conscious. ahaha. the result: experiencing breathlessness during my run on tues bef trg. LOL.

it was 13th feb and we went to HV to celebrate char’s birthday before she decided to abandon us for her bf or that he mom grounds her again. hahaha. ate abit of katong laksa(MORE HUMS YUMYUMYUM) where we then proceeded to our main destination: 2am dessert bar. uhhh. very contemporary. too modern already. ahah. i like the atas-ness but it wasnt exactly atas when there’s only one toilet(black in colour somemore, cant tell if it’s clean or urea-contaminated..), and there’s no lighting along the stairways at all(good luck to people with night-blindess).

liked the tiramisu best. probably cause, yes im attracted to alcohol, but they added some bicarbonate such that the tiramisu sizzles in your mouth. it’s like, little fireworks to celebrate every mouth of satisfaction you get. hahaha.

this one… came with lemon, white choc, pepper, sea grapes, dont know what cream.. oh wow. what an “interesting” assortment.

one of the few ghastly photos the glam-wanna-bes take nowadays :) im sure this will stir alot of memories down the road.

HAPPY BELATED VALENTINES. wasnt feeling all so lonely knowing that my ankle is tied up to someone out there like me. hahaha. so proud of it, wearing it everywhere i go and taking extra-precaution to maintain it so it can last for a VERY long time.

some “good friends” suggested i get something for D. uhhhh. NO THANKS. hahaha.

great thanks to sam, mel, stepf ,claire, seet, renu, etc. for celebrating international friendship day with your messages hahaha. :)

after a run and an opened locker: lockerful of snacks and messages to eat more. -.-” hahaha. POINT TAKEN. thank you SOOOOOOOO much. :) )

closeup on the cookie that didnt managed to survive the night: couldnt resist the temptation of letting it travel down my oesophagus HAHAHAHAHAHAAH. it was some pea and peanut flavour? idk. all i know was, the person you xin.

we love milk. after so much meaningless whatsapp when we just sit to next another, E and i realised we actually have much in common :) and most importantly, she’s one of the nicest christians i know. haha (sry but ya, im kinda biased)

they spent 2-3 days downstairs roaming and they come out to sleep on my bed… haha what a nice timing when im home and i need my bed too -.-” did i mention the 3rd cat/kitten is super hyper. i think that was an exhaustion factor too HAHAHAHAH.

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