*749 - cheers

If only I could turn back time and relive my college experience! So many wasted months, so many missed opportunities, too much time spent on broken hearts, too little time doing what's important to me. But there will never be a rewind button (and there shouldn't be) so let's bring it on and live it up, aww yeah!

*748 - angular momentum

(by xkcd)

*747 - boeing

(The post number was a just happy coincidence!)



Whoooosh ... I AM FLYING!!

More accurately, I have flown.

Gotta love this photo because it includes a little YY on the left laughing at me and a little Mum on the right laughing at me.

:)

Leaving is always painful, but acclimatizing is always surprisingly easy. I think this little town has become my second home.

*746 - take three

Third time's the charm, so they say. Here goes. I think it is worth a shot.

*745 - shisha

Shisha: an Egyptian hookah used for smoking herbal fruit and tobacco. The smoke is considered to be significantly less dangerous than that from cigarettes, but recent studies show that it can be as detrimental to a person's health as smoking cigarettes.

Oh dear.

*744 - opposites

It just goes to show that everything has two sides; it's just a matter of perspective. Strong-willed or stubborn? Loving or clingy? Confident or obnoxious? Etc.

Rather perturbed. But it'll be ok, I know.

*743 - happy 44th!

At 8.22 pm, according to SGH time on Tubby's watch, we expectantly put down our BBQ chicken wings and gazed out from where we were on the roof, watching the other parties going on in the neighbourhood, all ready to stand up altogether with fist to left breast and tear in eye and holler the pledge ...

... but I think we missed it.

Oops.

I really love my little Singapore, though. It's home.

:)









Very cute to see the entire neighbourhood dressed in red and white, INCLUDING Ipah and EXCLUDING Tubby hahaha. Aww Singapore! :)

*742 - balls

I think this deserves to be documented:

X: go for lunch tgt K
Me: ohh okay yeahh
X: since ur balls not ard
X: i mean
X: boss
Me: HAHAHAHAHHA WHAT

Ultimate typo. That made me laugh out loud in the office. Hahaha ;)

*741 - curry pok version 2

Second try at making curry puffs, in a bid to make them look more curry puffy than the first attempt. The deep-fried version, granted, looks a lot more curry puffy, but the baked versions look cute and shiny and are So Much More Healthy!

*740 - tatty's back!

(Evelyn's theory:
Dancing with one's arms up makes one feel like one is dancing,
even if one is merely bopping one's head or twitching one's feet.)

Mum saw Tatty reappear on my bed.

(Quizzically) "You've been meeting Justin?"
(Grins) "Yup!"

But I'm pretty sure her suspicions were allayed later in the day when ______. Heh.

I can't believe I'm leaving in less than two weeks. Time flies when you don't want it to. What is the future going to bring? In some cases, I know what I want it to bring, but who knows what may happen? In some cases, I don't even know what I want it to bring, so ... who knows what may happen?

*739 - the bob

So, I did the unthinkable: I cut my hair into a bob. Think short SHORT hair that doesn't even touch my (figurative) collar.

I love it :)

Last time I had short hair was when I was ... what ... 8?

I figured it was about time for a change.

In my hairstyle, in my life.

Mmm.

*738 - onetwothreefourfivesix

Vanilla yanyan. Perhaps the next best thing after strawberry hello panda/yanyan/pocky.

("Snail. Snail mail?" my yanyan asks.)

One: Thank God for friends. I just need a few close ones, the ones I call up or cry to when I'm upset, the ones I let my hair down with. You know who you are. :)

("Fox. Beware of lies," Yanyan warns.)

Two: I'm jaded and spoiled. Things were pure when we were young. An "I love you" meant "I love you and I will do anything for you because all I need is to know you are happy". An "I love you" now might mean something like "I love you and I want you to be happy but there are some things I cannot sacrifice and there are some things that I am unwilling to give up and there are some things you will have to change before I can accept you fully". Maybe I'm a little more aloof now, a little more independent, a little more concerned about my life, a little more strong-willed, a little more stubborn, a little more practical, a little less open, a little less tolerant, a little less starry-eyed. But I still trust that God has the perfect person in mind for me, and when I meet him, it'll work.

("Owl. Active at night." ;) Mmm yeah.)

Three: Salsa. Yum.

Four: I don't want to go back to school. Summer break seems like life on hold. Going back means the inevitable - having to think seriously about the future instead of just living in the moment. Honestly, I'm terrified.

("Rhinoceros. Think big." ;) Mmm yeah.)

Five: If there's one thing I've learned from my internship, it is that there's a specific percentage of supposedly intelligent and high-flying people in the workplace who are idiots. It's statistically proven. Another learning point - what might be strengths in America may well be frowned upon in Asia.

Six: Too many late nights in a row. But I'm still young and I figure if there's a right time to be partying it up, it's about now ;)

*737 - awesome blossoms

New earrings!



Click!
Elisa and Evelyn

About time for an update! :)

*736 - splash

Note to self: Always remember to take things slow. It never pays to take the plunge before you are ready to swim. Glug glug glug. Why do I never learn?

*735 - currypok

Not the typically-shaped, deep-fried sort but a fluffier, healthier (baked) variety. Yums.

*734 - bud

Part of me crumbles a little at the thought of, yet again, wrenching my roots out from the comforts and delights of home; home is where the family is, home is where the love is, home is where you are. That same part crumbles at the thought of forcing my roots back into the rocky insecurities of my life abroad, where one wilts easily and become sallow with frustration and loneliness and doubt and hurt.

Yet each time I leave home, a part of me unfurls to meet the rays in the eyes, knowing that that's where I may do a hoppity skippity bounce step whenever I so choose, where I may coat my sallow leaves with emerald paint, where the field is bigger and brighter and high, high above the sand and the birds and the rain and the clouds.

*733 - not even a significant day but.

"You are awesome!"
"So are you!"

Here's to eleven years of friendship and counting :D

*732 - i'll save the last dance for you

You can dance every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight
You can smile every smile for the man
Who held your hand 'neath the pale moon light
But don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling save the last dance for me

*731 - nine at the table ...

... and seven in the car.



(The granny looks so unperturbed!)

-

Last night, I slept 11.5 hours, woke up for lunch, went back to sleep for 4 more hours, headed out for dinner, and now I'm back and ready to sleep again. I hope I have repaid all my sleep debt from the last week ...

But all the zombie-ness experienced during the week is more than worth it, and I wouldn't trade a minute of the late nights and 2 am phone calls for anything.

:)

*730 - portuguese egg tarts

They were fascinatingly cute (especially when they were rising like monster babies in the oven) but tasted like custardvanillasugar puff pastries (which isn't altogether a bad thing, if you expect them to taste like custardvanillasugar puff pastries) rather than portuguese egg tarts.

Odd. If anyone has a good egg tart recipe, do share!