Royal Rouge-my beautiful life

http://summerofblues.weebly.com

2009-10-03T19:22:00.003+08:00

This is my official swansong here, although I might occasionally drop in just to keep this blog alive and in it's place. I don't know how websites work, and if I just leave it by itself, whether blogger will shut it down or not.

But my main musings will be at the address provided at the top so thank you for a splendid 2 years here! Thank you for reading, thank you for commenting, thank you for reading then texting me haha... It's been a great avenue for me to express myself!

So, I will take my bow. And see you at the other site: summerofblues :)

All my love to those I love!

Bug-eyed

2009-10-01T21:47:00.001+08:00

Hello!
Today in the weather races, Sydney trumped Singapore! Believe it!!!!!
We were nice and sunny at 33dc, while the max temperature for Singapore was 30 :)
I have been so conditioned to the cold, that Terence had to convince me not to bring my sweater out with me!
But once I stepped out into the sun, AHHHHHHH. What was I thinking.

We had a pleasant lunch at Bondi Beach today, which was PACKED. Quite a happy, relaxed vibe as girls were in their bikinis, guys in their boardshorts.

I had an iced chocolate (not iced and it had whipped cream URGH), and a club sandwich minus the egg (hahahaha xue. I should have fed-exed the egg to you pleaseeeeeeee). Beebs had a honey strawberry smoothie (same complaint-not even cold) and a vegetarian lagsana.
On this topic, his food choices sometimes stump me cos I am such a meat lover and he does have his vegetarian moments. We thought of having Vegetarian Mondays to save the earth/eat less meat but so far have not carried it out. Well he did today, but it's not Monday. Bahaha.

I bought a bikini set from Between The Flags, so top and bottom tgt cost 55AUS in total, which is quite cheap since the quality looks good. Prob only can wear it during my next trip down under as it's going to be raining next few days :(
So...great that I had this opportunity to gloat about the weather today since we're anticipating showers over the weekend haha
That's all for today!

Come with me together, and we can take the long way home.

2009-09-30T21:30:00.001+08:00

Ok, I'll let the pictures do the talking. Sorta, almost, maybe felt more like summer today. Oh speaking of which, we caught (500) days of summer at the movies yesterday :) Not your typical rom com indeed. Zooey Deschanel is quirky cute! I think she must be like that in real life or her acting's pretty good. Either way. And temp. was 26dc today (big smile on face). which made showering in the morning and at night that bit easier on the bones (yesssssssssssss. I am that crazy girl who's hung up enough on her cleanliness to still shower twice a day). Ok, I remembered I said would let the pics do the talking (click on them for a clearer look).

The cinema, right in our own Bondi Westfield mall, which is what is Great World City to me in Sydney.

My lipstick!!! All eaten away with my lunch!!! Haha.. and the gangsta's in the hood yo!

Was going for a Grease lightnin'! look. This is Sandy's dress and she borrowed Danny's jacket :)

Can you see us??????

A fabulous installation/exhibit at Bondi Westfield. All the mannequins are clothed in the season's latest!

Introducing my favourite sleepwear label: Peter Alexander! And the packaging...what a dream!!!!!! :)

And this FABULOUSLY nautical-chic slip is what I bought!!! Fun fun fun!!!!

I think this is what all campuses should be like. This is my favourite spot for sunbathing & people-watching at UNSW :)

"We are young, we run green, keep our teeth nice and clean. See our friends, see the sights, FEEL ALRIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Chanel. Mother of my Chantelle. Chantelle is my 21st birthday gift from Terence. Have you seen her yet????? Will post pics of her soon :) She's almost a year old now. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. tick-tock.

Can you see the mannequin's hair??? So cute and yet glammed up by the camellias. What a hoot! This is the Chanel store at Bondi Westfield-yes, everything is here. I HEART.

This is my big sofa. I invite you to come sit with me hahaha.

This is Central Railway Station. Reminds me just a little bit of London. Which I miss tons and tons.

Terence. Slightly miserable cos he was waiting for his food to come. He was hangry (hungry+angry). Hahaha. Ok am totally making this up.

Lunch at Drunken Geisha which serves up asian cuisine. This was my Nasi Goreng. Hmmm.. not spicy enough by a mile. Best I ever, ever, ever, ever had was at Banyan Tree Bintan.

If I stare hard enough, I believe sambal chilli + chilli padis will miraculously appear...NOT :(

Terence's shot. Lovelieeeeeee! Looks like a painting. A little pop-artish. I likey.

The tram home. Nap time!!!

Nostalgic already

2009-09-29T21:39:00.000+08:00

Hi everyone!
Thank you all for taking the time to visit us at our blog at weebly.com.
As Mel said, that site is pretty damn awesome and all credit goes to Terence :)
It's really the fruit of his labour, his baby!
I mean, I've been on blogger for more than 2 years come October and I really, really don't want to move.
(HAHAHA. Terence just looked at my screen and is up to some dramz about me being a traitor hahahaha)
partly why I'll miss it here is cos I love my site name rebeccasparkles. yes, vanity. tsk tsk.
But I want to show my full support, and hope you all will too :)
So, this is official- I will be moving to the other site on my birthday (a milestone always makes change easier, right?), which leaves me with a few more days at blogger.
So let's meet here tomorrow... it's still a date at Royal Rouge for now!

Meet my new friend: Pimpo

2009-09-26T21:51:00.003+08:00

Terence & I ventured out of Sydney into the far-flung corners of New South Wales today by rail and bus.
Thank you everyone for your concern for us, but the sandstorm has not affected us in any way at all; except that the wind that is blowing the sand in from the desert is being suchabitch cos temperatures dropped to 18 max today which made it seem like well, winter all over again.
I was very determined to pull off my floral-dress-grounded-by-a-biker-jacket look with aplomb however, and I did.
Yes, the cold did get to my legs but so it did to my face as well. So what was I supposed to do? Wear a mask??????????
Ok, so check out our adventure in more detail (written by my darling Fiance) at http://summerofblues.weebly.com !
I think I shall be making a permanent move there soon so, adjustments everybody! Change is upon us! Ha.
I'm dreaming of dinner on balmy nights at Bondi Beach with Terence. Well, it's most prob not gonna be balmy at all tmr night but I'm sure having my night out at a quaint 'lil cafe nonetheless!
See yaaaaaaaaa

Oh, and Pimpo is a Giant microbes plushy. He is supposedly a million times magnified version of a...Pimple. HAHAHA. loves!

Spring...it's surfing right up!

2009-09-25T18:44:00.000+08:00

In Sydney already; sunny this time round!
Was sitting on the lawn at UNSW this morning and I got a singlet tan alr HAHAHA.
Imagine how powerful that is...... I don't tan very easily at all!
It's not that warm though if there's no sunshine; temp ranges from around 16degrees in the morning to about 23 max?
Air is still very dry and I'm still depending daily on an old faithful: Claratyne!
Broke out in an itchy rash upon arrival but I'm all sorted now, thank goodness :)
Terence and I flew in together (he transited for a day in SG before we left, having come from Weymouth England where he was competing) and it was a rather bumpy plane ride towards the end.
I dunno if you all have heard about Sydney's red skies and so on.. weather not being too friendly.
I think it was storming when we flew in, which caused our plane to keep circling around australia. Air traffic was very heavy probably due to visibility troubles, so we were delayed for a good half hour. During which, I might add, there was quite bad turbulence and when once I thought the plane lights came on again, it turned out to be a flash of lightning. Gahhhhhhh imagine that.
Was so, so scared. Terence was bored though, which helped me a little I guess. He tried his darndest to calm me down by talking to me, asking me to kiss him and so on...... But I was NOT to be comforted at all. Haha.. was being quite difficult at that moment, so THANK YOU TERENCE :)
So far we haven't done anth exciting; he's trying to sleep off the jet lag and I'm also sleeping alot in accordance. Haha.. Been cooking up a storm and watching dvds. I lovedddd sofia coppola's poptastic version of Marie Antoinette! And dear was sharp enough to spot a pair of converse sneakers in the midst of all that fancy footwear she collected! HAHA! wonder what that was supposed to mean.. Perhaps a metaphorical cameo by the director herself, which is really cool!
Also watched the film adaptation of my favourite book, Frankenstein. Naturally, nothing like Mary Shelley's amazing amazing work but I thought it was a good enough representation :)
Am glad to be back in the land of Arnott's Montes (a fantabulous chocolate coated biscuit!!), Solo (an almost-better-than-Coke spritzy lemonade drink) and no house lizards.
Also, Terence and I were at Myer, Target and David Jones that day and do you know what's up?????????? CHRISTMAS is up!!!!!!!!!!! Trims are for sale already, with the all essential baubles, stockings and even cards as well!
Am a happy lark :)

There's a world outside your window

2009-09-20T01:38:00.003+08:00

I am immensely proud of myself for finishing my essay today.
not that normally it would be a very notable feat considering word count is 1000 max and it's only worth 10% of the total grade.
But i was really suffering from a mushy brain and was very susceptible to spacing out. Like, after two sentences I would rub my eyes and drag out a long sigh cos that took supreme effort. And I was also suffering from Ireallywonderus howmanypeopleareinthesameboatus asmewhiletheothersarehavingcopiousamountsoffunitis. HAHA. can you even decipher that disease? Can't believe I'm still attempting to be funny here even though my brain is telling me that it only can muster a play-by-play account of my agony. You really must push yourself sometimes. For personal growth.
Well, it really doesn't help that everything that your eye scans seem to have 'long weekend/break' in it right? But it really goes to show that us Singaporeans are a stressed out bunch.
On a side note, I am loving the rain though. Are you? Even though I wish it wouldn't inconvenience motorists and old men and women trying to make their way around. It just feels FESTIVE!
like, last week I was in the car and it started pouring, which led me to start singing Do they know it's Christmas Band Aid version (Chris Martin's voice is so beautifully haunting and Dido's is spectacular!!!). my sis was not in the mood to sing along though, cos she was reciting her history notes (a-levels just peeping around the corner haha).
I'm not trying to be kooky/quirky/cute ok. I'm serious. I feel that Christmas is near and that makes me very happy :) Don't rain on my parade.
lalala.
Ok, think I should sleep soon. Gotta fastest fingers first for online-check in tmr morning. YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
My long weekend is here at long, long last!

Welcome back to...

2009-09-18T00:35:00.003+08:00

Project Runway!!!! May I hereby declare my love for Tim Gunn again; if he weren't gay I'll rank him along my other old men crushes like Sean Connery and Pierce Brosnan!!!

And I also want to take this opportunity to BOO tyra banks who just thinks she's an absolute goddess. It makes me want to puke when all the models on ANTM just scream hysterically/cry/(hello??)/reach out to touch her (yes, I'm thinking woman with the issue of blood in the Bible who HAD to touch Jesus' cloak to get healed; this one I can understand cos I would definitely have done the same). It's probably one of the criteria to getting on the show: MUST ADORE TYRA or otherwise convince viewers that you do.

Then there is the issue of her putting on weight and looking like a gargantuan WHALE and she was all like, here I am in my bra and I'm not going to change anything I love my body shit. Have you seen her recently? She lost a ton of weight. And of course, came up with some crappy excuse. I don't know why people will just not admit that there is pressure to succumb to skinny. If she was so lovin' the 'plus-sizedness' then it seems logical that she should have continued to balloon??? See. The size zero camp always wins. HA. I'm not going to watch anth that has to do with Tyra from now on cos she's a hypocrite. Make that hippocrite. HAHAAHAHA. And may Oprah, Ellen, Larry King, Jay Leno and all the other talkshow hosts continue to be in a league of their own in terms of ratings. BOOOO TYRA. you suck.

I'm so glad we made it to Thursday. Oh, as I'm typing this Friday. YAY!!!! not that the weekend is going to be relaxing since I have to rush my essay (on Robinson Crusoe, no less....ZzzZzzzzzzzZzzZ). But once I'm done, I'm OFF TO SYDNEY AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! gonna get a good prep pedi in a bright cheery hue tmr. When you're going to be in flip-flops, flowy dresses (with flowy tresses!) the whole time, nothing is more important. Happy long weekend everybody! You must/will be loving it!

Up for air

2009-09-12T00:39:00.000+08:00

I'm thinking of leaving the dance ministry.
I just don't feel like I can commit anymore.
Am I being impulsive? Hope not.
Anyway, I know that once I've made up my mind there's no going back.
I probably should give myself a set amount of weeks of going for practice and then decide.
I dunno, 12? 16?
I'm really struggling, and I don't want to anymore.

A lull; school so dull

2009-09-10T23:42:00.000+08:00

Well well.
The main reason I'm not feeling the drag of school so far (it's week 5 now) is because I don't even feel like term has started. Really.
It's very scary. I've totally lost my momentum after 3 months of holiday.
I mean, I wouldn't claim to say that the 3 months just flew by. They didn't.
I had sucha good time staying over at Terence's, shopping, reading my mags, watching TONS of dvds and in the process making friends with the VideoEzy peeps, working once/twice a week, getting engaged and just living day to day and wrecking my brains over what, which outfit to wear the next day? FUN!
This semester I'm taking 3 literature core modules, and was not assigned any elective at all. I don't quite mind, my AU clearance being quite on track, except that it makes me even less motivated to go to school. I have 9 hrs of classes spread equally over 3 days in a week, and that's so little.
And yet, I'm actually behind in my readings. Yes, they're boring but no, I don't think I'm trying very hard to get through them.
I wouldn't say I'm terribly interested in my modules as well, which is a real pity because I would like to enjoy every bit of my education. Helpppppppppppppppp.
Nevermind, mid sem break is coming up. Have found this new optimism within myself. Hahaaaaa! :)

P.S. Was at an August magazine (it's a men's editorial) photoshoot with Terence and AhLoy on Monday at Fitness First. I absolutely swooned at my fiance's gym shots. He's really so fit! I don't have the pics with me currently but I hope to post them up before the november issue hits stands. Yum. He does still make me weak-kneed :)

Bah.

2009-09-02T17:40:00.000+08:00

I've been seeing alot of the word 'girlish' in local magazines recently and I don't like the sound of it. I feel that 'girly' sounds better. Don't you agree? I looked up both words on my Mac dictionary and 'girlish' was used in a sentence such as: "She broke out in a fit of girlish giggles." Girly, on the other hand, is apparently an often derogatory term. I don't think it has such a connotation in our part of the world though. SO with that, let's do a sound check.

1) This dress is at once elegant and girly!
2) This dress is at once elegant and girlish!

The former sounds better. I can't describe why. I think 'girlish' should only used in the context of an adverb ('girlishly') or a noun ('girlishness'). I wish the fashion writers would stop dropping 'girlish' into almost every other sentence. Enoughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's the same way our primary school teachers reminded us to stop using as generic an adjective as 'good' in our compositions.

So, so gorgeous.

2009-08-30T20:10:00.001+08:00

Forget Angelina, Jess Alba and all the rest (Megan WHO?).
Forget Marilyn Monroe even (I never rated her anyway).
Gwen Stefani is THE hot mama.
And she rocks red lips best (although it's kinda fuchsia-ish in these shots)!
Which makes me come in a close second. HAHAHA. Kidding.
To top it all off, we share the same birthday.
How can I not be in love?
Absolutely stunning.
(Let's hope she's ALL au naturale)
Photosource: okmagazine.com

One of life's mysteries

2009-08-28T23:18:00.000+08:00

Ok, let me try to be as short and succinct as possible.
It is the conundrum of why some fat people insist on dressing so skimpily.
I saw a living tofu on the train today; she was fat, fair, jiggly, wobbly and chunky.
And she was wearing a spag top and short shorts.
Like please okay. Today is Friday. I don't know why she wouldn't want to give all of us a break.
MY EYES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And if you want to bare so much skin and wear black, don't think we are none the wiser.
It can't ever be a coincidence that black is your favourite colour.
You want to show, and yet you want to conceal.
How stupid can one get?!
And you would think that with a body size like that her brain might at least be a little bigger right.
Yucks.
And with the end of this entry, I command myself to recover from this trauma.
I wish all of you much more pleasant journeys on the MRT.

My Utopia

2009-08-21T15:47:00.006+08:00

This entry has been a long time coming. Please do enjoy.

Well, as you all already know, I was in Sydney on August 9th but I did have a National Day moment nonetheless.

We were at the sailing club in Rose Bay, and I had just had the tremendous honour of christening Terence & Roy's boat with a bottle of champagne. I popped the cork and pronounced a blessing on Majulah (as she's named) and then the boys set out to sea for the very first time while I waved them off (bottle in hand, polishing off the remaining champers hahaha).

Because the other boats at the bay were smaller, Majulah was towering head and shoulders above the rest. As I was gazing upon 'SIN' for Singapore on their sail right up there, I just felt so proud.

When I think of Singapore, I think of her in the good ol' days before she started being infested by china chinese. I may be young, but I am old enough to remember a Singapore free from bastardization, which essentially is the growing presence not of foreigners, but of china chinese. That was my utopia.

First of all, let me address the rebuttals forming at lightning speed in your head.

1. How can I be racist against my own race? Ans: I don't actually see them as a 'race'. They are in a subgroup all on their own.

2. But your forefathers came from china! Ans: Acknowledged. But I think along the way, we Singaporeans have flourished and learnt social etiquette and awareness.

Granted, we still have a long way to go. But I believe we have learnt to stand, not SQUAT behind the yellow lines while waiting for the trains. I believe we follow the natural course of human expression and only shout in anger and excitement or when other people cannot hear us, and not as a part of everyday conversation (and worse still, in an enclosed space such as a bus). I believe we have the concept of filial piety ingrained in us more so than the place where it originated from; why else would I, a lady, have had to give up my seat on the MRT to an old lady while the two chinamen beside me just ignored her?

I have the utmost respect for our MM, but I absolutely cannot agree with his stance of being accepting and open to these lowlifes to help our ageing population. More than anything, they are superficially (as I have shown above) and morally (here's to you cpf-sucking, coffee-shop-uncle-targeting parasites) tarnishing our country. I make it a priority, when I can, to make them feel unwelcome (after witnessing the chinamen snub my old lady, I paid the deed back by promptly remaining in my MRT seat when a pregnant china woman came on. Yes, I was very sure. She was conversing with her husband in that bloody annoying whiny accent. No one can mistake that). The fact that the MM had to address this is very interesting isn't it? Surely there's growing resentment among Singaporeans. We won't leave our beloved nation to the dogs!

True, this is reality. But I have much more pleasant memories of Singapore which I will continue to revisit until this issue is addressed, or until I migrate. After all, home is where the heart is whereas a nation is but a concept.

Terence on a white horse

2009-08-13T21:27:00.004+08:00

I just watched Casanova and loved it!!!

All the essentials of a fairytale set in the beautiful Venice (which I repeatedly say I must visit before it sinks although in the case of this movie I largely suspect a fair amount of it was a Hollywood set instead): the fairy-godfather backing the innately good-hearted Casanova, the villian of a man played by Jeremy Irons (who seems to be in alot of Venetian-type roles; think Merchant of Venice haha), the adorable Butler not typically named Percy but Lupo this time, and the lovers who eventually get together played by the stunning English rose Sienna Miller and the most charming late Heath Ledger.

Alot of loose knots in the plot tied up neatly and nicely in the end.

Although so many of my lit texts abound with abstracts, I'm a princess at heart who loves a happy-ever-after. Prince Charming and all :) It's a luxury to indulge your girly side occasionally, taking a break from the fight for the equality of women, haha!

44 years young

2009-08-09T10:36:00.003+08:00

"There's no place I'd rather be

You'll always be a part of me."

I guess Terence & I will be celebrating by singing along to National Day songs on youtube tonight. And unfortunately, I didn't bring along red and white clothes with me (shame!!!).

But Singapore is in our hearts and on our minds always :)

Happy Birthday young lady!

The future is full of PROMISE.

Got the travel bug

2009-08-05T18:18:00.003+08:00

I don't know how I was overcome with optimism a few days ago when I arrived in Sydney; everyday just seems to get colder and colder to me now! And strangely, may I add, in the day and not so at night (oh wait, that's when the heater comes on and we're safe in the room- safe from the sneaky breezes and sometimes outrightly blatent WIND).

I see some girls baring legs though. I'm like, WOW. and while we're on that, their legs are tanned as well (looks like some people have been at the S-O-L-A-R-I-U-M, tut tut. or ok, maybe really perfected the art of using a self-tanner). Oh well. Nothing that a hot plate of fish & chips and some hot chocolate cannot solve. Not that I've been having these all the time. And even so, I might still not put on weight cos Terence and I pound the pavements like nobody's business every single day. HAHA. who am I kidding. The scales will tell when I return.

And since now I consider myself a sort of authority on cold weather travel, let me recommend that you always buy anti-histamines before departing. When the dryness hits and you're sitting mournfully on the bed scratching your skin off (and urgh, rather morbidly hoping for pain to replace the itch), it'll be too late to hit the chemists at even 5.30pm cos that's when the sun sets here. YES. IMAGINE THAT. I WOULD NOT KNOW HOW TO LIVE IF TERENCE WEREN'T HERE WITH ME. ok, I jest. But really, I was already thinking that Singapore should enjoy European summer hours whereby sunset is at 9pm+, not 7pm+. This is alot worse.

And I was so convinced earlier on just now that the Claratyne wouldn't work on me; that somehow I would be the only exception to the rule- YES, I was really breaking out in freakin crazy & itchy rashes all over. But within a minute, I was healed. HAHA! very very very pleased that I can at least focus all my energies on combating the cold now, without the distraction of nasty little bumps. Oh and slathering top-grade moisturizer all over won't work. I tried.

On a positive note, my face does not shine by mid-day anymore. Haha... but in all seriousness, I am having quite a good time here despite shopping being not too great cos it's winter and: 1. I refuse to peel off my layers of clothing to try something on unless it's really to-die-for 2. The colours are really sombre (bought 6 articles of clothing so far; 5 are black, 1 is purple). But it's really a different experience from Singapore. I love just plopping myself down on the grass whenever I see a sizeable patch. Haha.. It's relaxing here. People don't look so tense, are not so self-conscious.

Ok, till then. See you soon. Melissa, Carissa and Paulineissa (HAHAHA. Sorry, I just have been wanting to do that since forever), I miss you guys!

Postcard

2009-07-31T19:16:00.002+08:00

Hello from Sunny Sydney!

Well it's actually winter right now but when I landed today the weather was VERY promising. Very cool, comfortable and without the bite.

At night it's different though; Terence and I are using a heater now. I'm wearing a hoodie over a ratty tee-shirt over a singlet, paired with pyjama pants and what I think are wool socks (well, a slight percentage anw) courtesy of SQ. My feet are tucked under a wool blanket also. VERY COLD! feels like I'm in Europe or something.

We're staying at Bondi but have yet to explore the beach nor the shopping in-depth (read: just browsing today).

Sydney, as far as the suburbs go, isn't much different from Melbourne, I find.. but everything here seems more expensive. Have not ventured out into the city area.

Our flight was quite turbulent and I was so scared, but had not the heart to grip Terence out of his blissful sleep. Speaking of which, I never fail to wonder at people who can sleep on planes. I was so fatigued but just could not get any shut-eye. But being drugged out on a sleeping pill doesn't seem like a plan either. So like today, I'm usually quite zombie-like when I first land at my destinations.

Tmr my onslaught begins.

And I still do think that Singapore Air is a great way to fly :)

The bottom 10

2009-07-16T00:15:00.008+08:00

ok well, I know this is old news but I only just watched the Project Runway finale on 5 and was TOO PLEASED that Tim Gunn replaced J.Lo as guest judge. I have no idea why he wasn't originally appointed anyway (no seriously. He looks very fair and without bias. And erm. He actually understands fashion.) J.Lo, I believe, cannot dress without a stylist even if her millions depend on it.

And so, since we're on the subject of celebrities, I shall unleash my inner bitch right now and present the list of celebs I detest.

1. Mariah Carey. She who probably believes that she is the hottest, most divine being in the world. I'm sorry. Destroying the world does not a superstar make. She tops the list of most un-green celebrities due to her diva ways and entourage. EWW. And she looks like an ape. Regression (not that I believe in evolution, of course)!!!!!!!

2. Katie Holmes. Such a sweet thing, but minus one million points for being Tom Cruise's slave and having no mind of her own.

3. Hayden I-can't-even-be-bothered-to-try-to-remember-her-surname-for-this-post-but-everyone-knows-her-as-the-Heroes-cheerleader-something. What's the hype?! Ok. But she campaigned to save the whales. So she can just fade into oblivion now and no one would notice. Next.

4. Justin Timberlake. I don't know where to start. The disgusting yellow curly hair? HIS conviction that HE brought sexy back (hell, NO!!!)? And the fact that no matter how disbelieving we are, we'll always have THAT song to remind us of his inflated ego?

5. Katherine Hiegl. When I see her picture in mags the line in my head goes: u-g-l-y you ain't got no alibi you ugly, eh hey you ugly! Why is she playing leading lady in rom coms??? Darling, leave that to Kate Hudson and Jen Aniston and all other PYTs please.

6. Heidi Klum. And no, for the hundredth time, it is NOT her annoying voice. I am not THAT superficial. She is pretty. Yes, she looks like sunshine. Yes, yummy mummy! Yes, giving Angelina and Madonna a run for their money for most-international-family-award. But a supermodel?? Along the likes of Schiffer, Crawford, Moss, Werbowy (omg. I adore her.) and Banks? Really?? Looking so commercial?? Like she could sell toothpaste while the aforementioned girls have the edge to sell unwearable clothes costing thousands? Really?? Ok. But assuming Tim Gunn is her friend I shall stop here.

7. The Simpson sisters. One is addicted to plastic surgery, one is addicted to food. They won't say, but we can SEE the results. Wanna guess which sister is addicted to which??? No prizes!! :) SOOOOO talented, the two.

8. Claire Danes. Just yucks. Can't say why, really. Maybe the nose.

9. Rihanna. Nothing to do with the whole Chris Brown saga and why she let him off so easily nonsense. A good friend mentioned she looks like a very difficult person (yes, one look at that bulbous gargantuan forehead and she literally looks very HEADSTRONG). I agree with my friend. And plus I think she got famous too quickly and it got to her head. Hate that too-cool-for-school aloofness. oh PUH-LEASE.

10. Beth Ditto. Too fat for comfort. She scares me. And the fact that she loves food too much to change anything is even scarier. Trust me, I LOVE MY FOOD. But if I looked like that, I would definitely undergo drastic life-risking measures to lose that weight. She looks like 3X of me put side by side. Look her up if you don't know who I'm referring to. Just please don't think it's Halloween come too soon. It's just obesity. Glorified. And I hate that most of all.

Ok, shall think of my top 10 favourites soon. My engagement party's tomorrow. WOOHOO!

even more warped than MJ

2009-06-30T14:45:00.001+08:00

STOP THE ANIMAL ABUSE.

or rot in hell.

Love the boy

2009-06-16T22:42:00.002+08:00

I have an announcement to make!!!!

For those of you not in the know yet, Terence proposed to me at the Ritz on Sunday :)

He made me the happiest girl alive when he went down on one knee.

I DID NOT SEE IT COMING.

But now, I have a fiance and a sparkler from Charlotte Atelier which I proudly wear.

Of course the diamond matters (would you believe me if I insisted otherwise?) and he did NOT disappoint!

Hahaha.. So I have my childhood sweetheart's promise to marriage.

And nothing could be better! :)

We made it WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

peachy bunch of nerves

2009-05-21T14:12:00.004+08:00

cherish summer while it lasts, and indulge your girly side. currently hoarding the bulk of magazines; the shoots are so gorgeous and happy. the only consolation is that while we begin the advance into fall/winter, aussie is the opposite and will celebrate sunshine when the rest of the world plunges into darkness. haha. how dramatic.

results will be released tmr. AM NERVOUS. hope i don't need a dose of retail therapy after. would much prefer to treat myself in celebration. we'll see. i'm gg for a walk by the beach. hope it helps.

i'm a student; get me OUTTA here.

2009-04-21T14:35:00.001+08:00

I MISS PARIS.

what i wouldn't give to be walking on the cobblestone streets now, instead of sitting here and reading Hamlet. oh dear GOD.

faux pas

2009-04-19T14:47:00.002+08:00

Friday seems some time away. Cannot say that I spent the weekend very productively study-wise. Caught Revolutionary Road yesterday. Guess it'll resonate strongly in times like these. But i can identify more with Kate Winslet's character than Leo's. Although I prefer safe generally, like her, ultimately I still believe the only way is up, and that we should never settle. I don't like challenging myself but really, we never know our limits until tested. I am very irritated by my exams. oh, and I hate hate hate the new MCYS family funeral ad. have you caught it? NOT touching at all. so contrived, so damn lame. and really, i cannot fathom how our singles can pick up subtle messages to start actively looking for a partner. i was NOT AMUSED even watching it for the first time. just thought it was draggy and so cringe-worthy. hate that the widow tried to deliver an oh-so-fresh eulogy by getting everyone's attention with her: i'm-going-to-talk-about my-husband-in-bed bullshit. please. if i were single, i would think that such idiosyncrasies are not unique to a life partner. friends are good enough. or dogs. anyhow, i hope they stop screening it soon.

Colonizer and Colonized

2009-04-16T20:18:00.003+08:00

terence observed that just now, after paying for it, i clutched my new issue of uk glamour and skipped out of Harris without collecting my change. HAHA. i wasn't aware! i'm just a little bit happy. one has to be, after finishing two papers with three to go (do you know, we're even supposed to SPELL out numericals in our essays?! i think i knew but forgot haha). i really just want to twirl about in a dress and watch Revolutionary Road tomorrow. and eat sambal stingray (which i know won't happen soon cos it's just too hot to go to hawker centres these days, even newton circus). as the may issues of magazines hit newsstands today, i'm concerned that time will just fly past, and that spring summer will be over soon (which is a valid concern if you think about it. the fall previews will be out in about 2 issues. ARGH!). wonder if silk playsuits will still be in vogue next season. hmmm. what recession. i need an in-between-papers little shopathon tmr.

grounded

2009-04-14T15:25:00.003+08:00

exams exams lalala...

austria austria... lake traunsee...road trip...

freedom..liberation...Grazia...

divine intervention...focus...i need a massage...

there is more to life than exams. and that's life itself. and the wonders of creation. that's what an old taxi driver taught me yesterday. certainly puts things into perspective. taxi drivers are my therapy. they are the best people to talk to for abit of a laugh, a slice of life and honest, no-holds-barred opinions. they really make me happy. and i'm so glad i've only met the best of them so far.

back to my text then. paper's tomorrow and so far so good.

The Great Sigh of Relief: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

2009-04-10T13:24:00.002+08:00

With great joy and relief, I announce that I have submitted all 5 lit papers and am currently preparing for my exams! A happy Good Friday to all; I hope that what Christ did for all of us still touches you this day, and every other day too. I feel incredibly blessed, and I undertake my revision with hope in Christ and with complete faith in His strength :)

I touched a snake!!!

2009-04-08T13:46:00.003+08:00

Currently besotted with my pair of snakeskin wedges.

Quite costly; but I am still delighted that I am wearing a reptile (if you don't agree, don't drop me messages telling me I am evil. I don't care for what you think.)

I never, never can comprehend the wildlife people on documentaries espousing the gloriousness of a serpent.

the same way activists will probably never understand the 'cruelty' of wearing snakeskin for something as frivolous as fashion I guess.

BUT. luxe skins are not a fad. they are classics and here to stay.

my pair is not loud at all; bronze but not too glitzy.

My darling darling friend Pauline is SUPER anti-snake/sequins/shine.

but she approved of the versatility of this pair.

A pedicure in Lincoln Park After Dark completes the look.

Let me upload a picture of them soon.

But please don't wear fur. I beseech you. The Furries are our Friends.

upbeat

2009-03-31T13:26:00.007+08:00

Enjoy some long-overdue CNY shots. my post is below the photos! :)

first of all, I made him pose for this. my boyfriend's not the showy type at all. I was inspired by his brit-india cny clothes and somehow the first thing that came to mind was George Orwell's Shooting an Elephant.

here's me and my mom-in-law-to-be at his grandma's place. love her!

that's us all celebrating my aunt's (pictured) birthday, that happened to fall on one of the days of new year. we feasted everyday! terence and siang (my cousin who resembles zac effron in every way, hahaha!) opted out of this shot. we're at sushi tei here.

my best friend and I. a couple who eats together stays together! take my word on this. the table is bare cos our food hadn't arrived. hahaha. in case you're wondering.

appreciating my first collections of a really GREAT harvest season. at that point of time (and even now), I was thinking: what recession? can't rmb the colour on my nails, but the ring is my cousin's; thot it was gorgeous but it's too big for my bones.

ok, back to the future.

OH MY GOODNESS.

i am so finally back. been locked out from my own blog for the longest time. problems with my password and the switch to a google acct and stuff like that. oh well.

i suggest all of you visit The Sartorialist's blog. it inspires me everyday!

on the fashion front, I am trying to experiment with different looks now. I know everyone's all abt the recession but hey, i always maintain that you're only young once. save the safe for later (i.e. in a few years time when my peers and I reach the big 3-0 ARGH!!!!). long dresses (not maxi, help-keep-singapore-clean-by-sweeping-the-floor-also types), tribal influences and the ever-essential rocker studs and zips, block colours, minimalism and the quintessential floral flocks that I try to de-feminize. there's nothing worse than being called 'sweet'.

Heart of an incredible lightness- terence calls me bikini pig

2009-01-10T15:23:00.007+08:00

Welcome to the not-so-new year everyone!
How's your '09?
Mine's been off to a flying start so far; cousins from Australia came back, feeling really healthy and great (not so much like a slug anymore, slugging through the day sluggishly) and I discovered something that might actually be more therapeautic than shopping (*gasps, am I saying this?!)- packing.
been packing my room, throwing away stuff and it's really awesome now. like, i think i can qualify for some crappy I-madeover-my-room kinda reality series. AND WIN IT. hahahaa.
on the school front, so far so good. Shakespeare, Empire Lit and so on. it's my dream sem. hopefully with dreamy grades to boot.
but honestly feel spiritually challenged. a drifting away from God. my friend once told me you can never lose your faith. I agree. but you can kinda, start to think you can handle your life on your own. if you work at it. I don't think that's true. but I feel too far away to call on Him.
and yet, life really seems fabulous. I feel calm, secure, steady, serene, light, completely optimistic and truly truly happy and balanced; even more than I've ever been before.

but this thing between me and my God; well, paraphrasing Tim Gunn, I WILL MAKE IT WORK.
;)

time stood still.

2008-11-11T17:12:00.001+08:00

my friends, the Christmas crackers and candy canes are out.
I saw them at Cold Storage today.
God help us while we abstain from the festive mood to pore over our books covering topics such as child language (the horror!). no, this is not early childhood. linguistics. which is better somewhat when you don't have to deal with the little terrors directly while learning about them.
yucks anyhow.
Ok let's press on.
I have a linguistics and european lit paper on thursday.
God please come to my rescue.

Take flight

2008-10-13T19:12:00.000+08:00

Today, I have decided that my ambition in life is to own a Chow Chow.

the delicious smell of new leather

2008-10-06T22:22:00.000+08:00

I think this has been my best birthday yet.
Tuzi actually WON. i only wanted my friend to play and sing her best on my birthday weekend, at the Grand Finals. yes, yes. MORE tears. blah blah. ok thanks for not teasing. And with that, the battle of the bands came to a dramatic and OMG-HAPPY ending.

I got my own Chanel bag. AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! every girl's dream!!!!!!!!!!! not the 2.55. it's the boxy one; 'timeless classic' so i heard. and it came directly from Paris, the home of Chanel. in a white paper bag, with a camellia on the nice ribbon. in a nice box. her name is Chantelle. AHHHHHHH!!! thank you baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you really make me feel like your Dowager! i'm gg to bring her on her first outing soon. will update with pics. i'm so behind!

and i have a lot of ppl to thank for making this celebration swell.

let my pics say everything. but give me time. deadlines ALL looming!!!!!!!

Mirror

2008-08-18T20:24:00.000+08:00

i've been very encouraged by all of you have asked after Terence, prayed for him, believed in Team Sailing and followed up on the racing results during this Olympics. Thank you very much, my friends and family, and let's look forward to London 2012!

All my love.

orkid

2008-07-13T21:01:00.000+08:00

will probably only start typing in full sentences again when term begins. brain is not up to task as of now. foresee that I will have a hard time on the eve of the first day of school, struggling with the reality of no more sleep-ins.
I, the president of the Tuzi fanclub invite all of you to your sofas and recliners at 8pm tmr to catch the band in action.
Please support! am seriously considering buying a chow chow pup for my 21st, but fail to have anyone's encouragement, including my beloved. when i mention it, he whistles and goes all spacey on me. oh well. hahaha..

recently travelled to banyan tree resort with him in bintan. love the exclusivity of the villas, our's had an outdoor deck facing the sea complete with a jacuzzi. will post some pictures soon. one morning heard some rustling, turned out to be a crow pecking at our breakfast that was brought to us and arranged on our outdoor table ( i know breakfast-in-bed sounds romantic but to me, that's just abit gross. imagine sleeping with crumbs/bacon bits on your bed linen. eww). din get to see much wildlife (i think sth to be thankful for, cos have heard tt the monkeys are aggressive) except tt wretched crow and a squirrel. was continuously fascinated by houses built on stilts in the sea (2 in total we saw within the scope of our villa), and i think tt fascination stemmed from my absolute fear of the water and its endless depth. imagine. how can anyone of us city-dwellers live in such a vast space? watched P.S. I love you in the comforts of the amazing four-poster bed (and btw, i thot the mosquito net surrounding completely lent itself to the exclusive atmos), with a box of tissues prepared. did not cry. did not tear. basically only had to deal with darling's constant checking up on me (every 5min, REALLY). he had a strategy; sometimes leaning over to scrutinize my eyes, sometimes saying sth outrageous so i wld be incited to glare at him (thereby granting him total access to my eyeballs). haha... well this is us. at the end of it immediately sms-ed 2 close friends to boast of my accomplishment. experiment successful: proof that when i bawled over Mr.Magorium's Wonder Emporium, it was only cos i was pms-ing.
to continue, tk and i had a massage session tgt, with a lesson thrown in. while we were seated side by side with our therapists on the floor kneeling massaging our feet, a spider crawled onto my masseuse's face. it was running all over her gentle and serene exterior but either she din feel it, or more likely she thot it rude to us to remove it. so it crawled, and she talked us through the massage, and so terence and i looked at each other, and so i was trying hard not to erupt in a laughing fit (EH! for the reputation of all of YOU singaporeans back home ok. hahaha. kidding), and so the more i looked at terence the more he tried to look nonchalant in order that i might restrain myself. in the end i told her la, altho so paiseh to do so. and she got it off her face, and we continued. haha.. we rode a buggy everywhere. and they served us ginger drinks everywhere (very potent).
once i was standing by a ledge taking a photo of a some rocks at the shoreline, and rather absorbed by my task (we were waiting for our lunch to be served, the nasi goreng is PERFECT). imagine when i turned around, job done, only to face adrian pang and his wife. not face-to-face la (nowhere in the island is ever crowded. it is unthinkably exclusive. like the area around your villa you rarely see more than 5 ppl at once) but you know. i tell you, i was abit shocked and i think my face expressed tt shock until i shocked him too (he prob isn't in denial la, that he has fans or what. haha) and so he politely smiled and i said hi. hahaa. yay. singaporean domination!

ok well, i had the best time (aside from the hour-long ferry ride). VERY scary, cos the waves were choppy and the ferry was really rocking it.

thank you for reading. i will see you soon, along with my photos of bintan and tmr's QF round live at mediacorp studios. bye =)

petit bateau

2008-06-29T00:05:00.000+08:00

Congratulations sweetheart.
I love you, and I am so proud of you.

groupie mode.

2008-06-24T00:27:00.000+08:00

i address you all today as president of the TU ZI fan club.
i don't care how silly or ridiculous i looked on tv just now with my bunny ears and so forth, waving the banner like a madwoman.
i just am SO proud of my friend Carissa for making it through to the next round of SuperBand. She looked so cute jamming away on stage, in her element, and i was thinking to myself: there she is, my age-old friend who truly makes me happy.

see you at the next round of competition.

pre-fall.

2008-06-20T23:32:00.000+08:00

i can't believe that just like that, spring/summer'08 is almost ending.
JUST WHEN IT WAS GETTING SO FUN with the florals and colours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
argh.

Polar Express- the REAL deal

2008-05-07T23:24:00.001+08:00

If you're here, there's no reason why you shouldn't go here also: http://www.wecansolveit.org/page/s/polarbears

i LOVE polar bears and dogs and raccoons and almost all furry things with all my heart. and i hope you too, maybe just enough for you to put your name down. PLEASE DO. the Bush admin have until May 15th to decide if they want polar bears on the endangered list. do your easy peasy part and then please spread the word. PLEASE.

God loves His animals too!

the case of the mysterious disappearance of mundane and moody mondays.

2008-05-03T20:25:00.000+08:00

life update in brief:

1. exams are over; and i'm slowly learning to deal with my freedom. it's a feel-good adjustment, as compared to pre-exams when i had to adjust to working hard. haha.. it's good fun now. life is (more of a) joy.

2. grandparents are staying at my place while their's is being renovated. quite fun. it's been ages since my granddad came over. every morning i wake up at 11plus and come out of my room, an absolute bedhead, and say: HI!!!! to my grandpa and i start laughing cos he looks so amused at me. i think he wonders how i can wake up so late (i hope it's not my hair anyway). and he announces to everyone else that: da xiao jie qi lai le. ahaha. i feel like a mini empress! well. i always knew i am a princess cos terence tells me so. now i'm a princess in a different cultural context. ahhaa..

3. i permed my hair recently. i know 'perm' still carries a very strong ah-soh undertone, the same way 'rebond' recalls to mind schooling lians. but reiterating what they always advise in beauty mags: tell the hairstylist what you want. be precise and don't be persuaded if you know what you want. today someone asked me if the curling of my hair is natural. AWWW! you see. you get what you want if you only ask. perfect.

4. thot of probably looking for some part-time work come june. for now, i'm quite content to focus on three upcoming events: 5th year anniversary celebrations with TK, making a banner for dear car who is in the finals of fei chang Superband (haha. i am absolutely cheena-fied sometimes, if you must know) and providing the support, and a trip to hk. looking up on Nars cosmetics and H&M (which, as mentioned, i found to be overrated when i finally saw the brand in London and therefore i hope this time will prove itself better). Nars is a fab brand. i use Scarlet Empress, a blue-ish red lipstick that is perfect in brightening up my yellow skin tone. immediately i look white when i put it on. hahaa. not ghostly white. just snow-white white. HAHAHA. so i say. lala. i discovered the lippie while reading UK Glamour. never before have I been so stunned by a lip colour. i saw it and had to get it even though i could not try it on myself and even though it was 17 pounds ( approx SG$51), which is a ghastly price for a lipstick. but i took a risk and it worked *beams

5. i removed the colour from my last pedicure. and oh no. my toe nails are monsters. all ten of them. i have never seen such ugly things. just as well my next appt is coming up. nice to know that all i have to worry abt now are such trivial things as what colour to paint next. for now. i'm not saying that these are my most urgent thots all the time.

6. current booklist: a compilation of Sherlock Holmes, and Eat,Pray,Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. new mag discovery: a fashion weekly with a little bit of tabloid from the UK, Look magazine. it is the best thing. minimal words. lotsa product pics and fashion spreads and gorgeous (slim) celebs like Cheryl Cole, Kate Moss, Agyness Deyn. can be found in Kino.

Have a GREAT week ahead. and congratulations my friends, those who will be clearing their papers this coming week. Enjoy too!

the midway monster

2008-04-18T20:40:00.000+08:00

I mean, when I'm sitting there trying my darndest to focus on my very-challenging paper which requires me to identify 4 quotes from abt one million that we have covered in the syllabus, the least you can do Mr.Invigilator, is NOT sit in one corner and pick your nose right? It's so distracting!!! Do you know, dear reader, that I think I wasted about 5 min of my precious time glaring at him and willing him to stop when I could instead have started to wear my tired fingers out from writing olympics?

then when he stood hovering near my table, I found out why he was picking away with such fervour and enthusiasm. ALOT OF NOSTRIL HAIR!! omg. I mean, ok man. It must've been hard work foraging through that forest! To think that I was so cruel in almost wanting to ask ANOTHER invigilator to tell him to stop. I am so mean. But you know. Exams bring out the worst in people. And I never was for public nose-picking, as I'm sure many of you are too.

and then say, ten minutes later I looked up to check the time on the big clock and I saw him right in front of the hall, picking his ears. Or is the term 'digging his ears'? I'm not sure. Same same but different but EQUALLY gross. I have never seen so much bad behaviour in a day. Absolutely terrifying.

I was hoping and crossing my fingers and toes that he would not be the one out of the maybe 8 invigilators in the exam hall who would check my matric card. I did not want him to touch any of my belongings!!!!!! ok well. He didn't. A lady invigilator did the job. yay.

so ok. this is day 2 of exams. I have 3 papers to go. I am getting increasingly happy by the day.

In the Spotlight this April!

2008-04-13T20:41:00.000+08:00

well hello there =)

exams; tres au courant!

got 5 papers coming up and rather ill-prepared.

i'm trying not to be too lazy.

i can't say i'm succeeding. but i'm trying!

i can't stop being restless and fidgety.

am currently reading Lord Byron's Don Juan (contrary to popular belief, pronounced joo-an, not wan).

it's rather witty.

i bought a purse companion for my Guccisima wallet yesterday and was sufficiently cheered up from my boredom by it.

i fell in love with it sometime ago, hesitated (hoping to get one from the LV patent heart-shaped series), learnt that the LVs were all limited-edition and sold out, considered a Prada fire-engine red one, lamented that the heart wasn't symmetrical, then went back to Gucci. Alas. from a selection of colours of silver, purple, pale pink and off-white, only the off-whites were left at the Gucci standalones. they looked kinda dirty to me. and i foresaw myself dirtying them further. then aha! spotted the pale pink one at Gucci at Duty Free. got the last piece apart from the display one. oh yes. don't think it's visible from the photo but the zipper is heart-shaped too! =)

pale pink is the sweet sister, the berry-hued one more sexy and sophisticated (terence bought it for me maybe 2 years ago). so nicknames are lulu and lacey. their real names are lauren and loretta (say: lor-ron and lorrrreta, the italian way).

i love the smell of new leather.

ok back to my books. studying is abit evil. it makes me shop very impulsively and compulsively to 'reward' myself for my 'hard' work. i never fail to find things to spend on, no matter how impractical. someone enrol me for the shopping Olympics.

have a great week ahead

of not belonging. of self-alienation.

2008-03-25T18:16:00.000+08:00

eh ok. i am not really done with my tirade here.
i want to discuss those who wear coloured contacts.
like green/light brown/purple/blue.
that sort of very unrealistic colours for Asians.
can i ask just WHO you are trying to fool?
and what exactly are your intentions behind looking so strange?
enlighten me.

the rules of skinny.

2008-03-24T16:30:00.000+08:00

well. someone sure didn't fool me with his overcompensating cockiness today. he only succeeded in justifying my self-congratulatory mental note that he is a PURE beng. i was right all along. don't have anth against bengs except if you are one who tries to fool others into thinking you're really well-read, smart and you know. fluent and well-spoken. in english. so. i hope said person gets a hold of his ridiculous self-assuredness. it was on the tip of my tongue to tell him to shut up this morning. imagine that. so dangerous! someone stop me. and stop him from his warped ideas of body size. He called a slim friend fat. while he's obese. and a walking joke; as sauve and macho as porky pig can be.

on the topic of obesity, i might be on to sth REALLY bitchy now so stop reading if you're really pure and innocent. and i don't care for opposing views so don't bother. if you're a friend, this DOES NOT apply to you. it's my friends-exclusion policy that applies to all of my bitch fits.

you see. i get REALLY upset when i'm flipping through magazines that feature 'plus-sized' models in their fashion spreads. a swimsuit on a 'plus-sized' model is really vulgar by my books. to me, it is a major turn-off and COMPLETELY does not justify and even discredits the piece. 'plus-sized' is a politically-correct term that disgusts me. fat is fat. don't try this oh-the-new-term-for-secretary-is-now-executive-administration-officer thing on me. i don't buy such lies.

the fact is this. skinny models are the driving force behind this huge economy that is fashion. so people should stop the whole "let's not teach our young that this is the size to be!" outcry. PLEASE. that the young are easily-influenced and impressionable is too much of a sorry excuse for every crazy teen who starves herself to death/ghastliness in the quest to be thin. i believe that models either work really hard to maintain their physique because their livelihood depends on it, or are just natural beanpoles. and well, if they are indeed eating what is barely enough for their bodies, then you can't really label them as air-heads can you? because AT LEAST they know how far they can go before the symptoms appear and people call their bluff. if teenagers (or immature adults) cannot discern, that is another issue altogether.

fashion spreads are exaggerations (NOT the equivalent of a delusion as per above.) and the body sizes featured don't necessarily translate to that of the average person we see on the road. SO WHAT. if you are that interested in seeing "the real thing", go people-watch for your very own touch-of-reality fashion spread then. and i'm sure that the majority of high fashion is not wearable anyway. haute couture, wearing neon pink, orange and yellow in one outfit, the laughable headgear and accessories etc. they are meant to be artistic expressions, a means to inspire what we wear amidst the inability to incorporate the trends wholesale into everyday wear. and thin models just make clothes look better. full-stop. the larger-sized population will simply go out and buy that SAME runway-inspired piece in a bigger size. people with poor body image just better go deal with it elsewhere and quit whining.

if people want reality so much, then let's try putting clothes on really average-looking and fat "models". If you think the pieces will STILL sell, then i am sorry to say that i do not understand your foreign thoughts. and if, better yet, you think that people will go "finally! what a refreshing change. the clothes appeal to me so much more now!", then i think you can proceed to change planet (psst. this is EARTH!). don't lie to yourself. we all know that the ONLY reason why a selection of fat models are allowed into our glossies is this: that they remain a mere fraction of the saturation of stick-thin models in the pages. fat models are a novelty, and those lobbying for them to be a norm on the catwalks and the magazines shld stop wasting their precious time and face the reality of exaggeration in an art form that only succeeds when it uses thin models as artistic devices. no other size works.

i'll ask you this. if you HAD to choose, which do you think is more attractive: fat or skinny? i know my choice. i really wouldn't rather be stretching my clothes thin. i'll rather be a walking hanger. suit yourself.

there. i feel better. now i think i can face my last 2 weeks of school. if you cannot accept my opinion, don't visit anymore.

essays are in VOGUE for spring/summer'08!

2008-03-19T11:23:00.000+08:00

i'm currently working on my Victorian Lit. essay; i chose to do a close reading of The Adventure of The Speckled Band, a Sherlock Holmes story. the lovely thing abt literature is what you can uncover inside something that superficially looks so empty, devoid of deeper meaning. i mean, i read it (it's a short text) and although i was captured by Holmes' genius, i was wondering how i cld derive an 800-word (yes, short essay i've been told) paper from some detective fiction. but the undertones are aplenty, stereotypes of the east abound and i'm quite excited to finish formulating my work and handing it up. and then sighing to myself in delight. 2 papers down, 2 to go. let me shop to reward my progress =)

i've been trying to work on my dressing table instead of my bed cos i feel rather lazy lying on my belly all day (plus ALL my magazines are within reach so i get distracted easily). haha. but my dressing table is very distracting too. although it's not really a dressing table cos there's no mirror (it faces my bed you see. don't like mirrors facing my bed!) it's the girliest thing, complete with all my pink bottles of perfume (dior addict 2, gucci's envy me, agent provocateur's eau emotionelle, kate moss edt, sarah jessica parker's lovely and escada's ibiza hippie, just to name some of them) and my cosmetics collectibles. then all my accessories, my pink pen collection in a giant glass cup from Hard Rock London, and a figurine (not sure if it's wax) of terence and i in traditional chinese wedding garb. he had it done for me in china and it's been customized with our faces (he passed a photo of us to the sculptor). hahaha. it fascinates and amuses everyone who sees it. i'll take a pic of my dressing table some day and put it up.

i have been chastised for being materialistic. and i know some people think that abt me but don't say. i tend to buy stuff sometimes for decorative purposes (and even cos i just simply like the name; i.e. my new Clinique lippie A Dozen Roses) but i think that's ok. i mean, i know i've a tendency to just hoard and hoard even though i've already got plenty of bags/clothes/pretty stuff. but i'm a girly girl, and ok. don't believe in horoscope but librans are known to love beauty. i see colour, shine, bows, butterfly motifs, florals and i go slightly mad. haha. HAVE TO GET IT. well. i cherish very much the acquisition of knowledge now that i've found sth i really love dg, i cherish the relationships that are impt to me, i cherish my faith, and i think i have alot of compassion. and i love dogs. so i think i'm ok. call me what you like =) life's too short to hold back. life's too short to just pass over that dress you love and thereafter dwell upon and regret your decision when you see it on someone else. on someone else who doesn't do the dress any justice. hahaa! that's just me anyway.

shall excuse myself now. i have abt 650 words to go. yeeeha! have a great long weekend ahead.

grumps

2008-03-13T20:36:00.000+08:00

the weather. is unbeleeeeeevably bitchy.
i get toe cramps from curling in my toes so that they don't touch the wet surface of my flip flops.
i wonder if that is instinctive? does everyone do that or just me? pls drop me a msg telling me how you deal with this crazy big thing called rain.
i rmb back in crescent, where my friends and i resented mass runs so much that we did rain chants/dances whenever the sky was threatening, cashing in on our moment. haha. sometimes we had our wishes, but mostly not.
i don't wish for rain now.
i am gg to scream, so cover your ears for i do get really loud:

THIS IS FREAKIN' SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BRING BACK MY SUNSHINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok there. i feel better. you don't know what it's like reading all the glossy mags and it's summer in aussie, uk is headed for spring (well. supposedly. but the rain is mad there too i hear), and well. guess what. i think singapore is scheduled for some sun too? yup. so i see these to-drool-for fashion spreads of bikinis, light summer dresses, shorts, flip flops, florals and get excited for? for this amazing gloominess that is real life.

oh yay. my curled up toes are currently un-curling themselves in gladness.

bababa. bata. boonlay. back to books.

2008-03-03T16:48:00.000+08:00

going back to school today was tough.
I dreaded it with every fibre of my being last night.
but I'm back. back to the endless queues to get on the bus into campus. back to seeing ppl I don't like and thinking nasty thoughts in my head. hahaha. back to the crazy deadlines. back to worrying but not working on assignments till the very last minute. back to crash-reading to keep up with the schedule. back to thinking of what to wear, what I've worn and the whole I-don't-repeat-outfits mindset. back to occasional guilty bitchfits.
tk darling surprised me by fetching me from school today. =) he chased away my Monday blues on a cold, dreary, rainy day.
well, we shall press on towards the goal of getting through Year 1. then we'll have a long lazy break and return to school non-freshies. what a thought!

more clothes, please.

yummilicious update

2008-02-26T10:55:00.000+08:00

Ok. mani colour: black cherry chutney, pedi colour: yoga-ta get this blue!
from OPI's new India collection.
hahaha. they look gorgeous! my manicurist told me my last toenail is gg to drop off. i was slightly horrified and she thinks it's probably cos i torture it during dance. well.
IT'S NOT GOING TO DROP OFF! I'll make sure.
it's our week-long recess now and I am QUITE feeling it although still trying to rush through a couple of books and an assignment proposal.
tonight is dim sum dollies at the esplanade with terence and sis. yay!!! and exploring Haji lane with mel. double yay!!
shall be wearing a bright yellow chiffon dress.
am finally getting enough sleep now so feeling quite fresh.
and mommy let me renew my subscription to Aussie Cosmo and Shop and suscribe to Aussie Cleo too (cos it keeps gg straight to the censors here in Sg so I keep having to wait endlessly)! I am so happy!
bye bye friends!

Love never fails.

2008-02-17T15:08:00.001+08:00

This is Asal. And this is me. We are playing: cousins-spoofing- Vic-and-David-Beckham. well. we try our best.

This is Asal. This is me. We are playing: cousins-spoofing-celebs- trying-to-escape-the-paparazzi. Like. AS IF they don't enjoy

the attention.

This is us again playing: cousins-spoofing-paul-twohill-and-his-very- excited-fan (fan-see in HK speak)

We are Rachel and Rebecca. We are the Super Duper Mario twins!

He is Terence. She is his cousin. They are a very cute couple. =)

This is Terence's cousin and I. We are the Spice Girls. GIRL POWER!

HAHA. it's been awhile hasn't it? well hello again. Happy New Year. May the good Lord bless you, and may all your dreams take flight. =)

Jesus:

"Come live in me,

All my life take over.

Come breathe in me,

And I will rise on eagles' wings."

I want, will get.

2008-02-03T19:25:00.000+08:00

not in the mood to study.
want to play.
want to wear new clothes (designated for cny, that is).
want to go for my mani pedi.
want to play with tk.
want to buy new clothes.
want to cry at the horror that the limited edition heart-shaped patent purse at LV has sold out.
want to escape on a beach holiday.
want to ponteng.

new beginnings (again)

2008-01-30T12:44:00.000+08:00

feeling rather festive again =)
next week so busy with cny (and preparations). booked in for mani pedi (yes again YES YES YES!!!!) on monday, tuesday i've an appt with my derm (which I presume will be my last regular visit because my skin has recovered. Thank God!). tues night reunion dinner with one side of the fam, wed the other side. I've got new outfits for both. but rach and I decided we'll be wearing our mario t-shirts to one of the dinners (I bought them for us at a school bazaar). act cute but you know, it is our united front. SOLIDARITY! haha. so political. well, big families are political. cny is a time to testify of your personal progress in all aspects of your life since last year (or maybe I'll just admit that I am competitive). SO. I AM READY!!!!!!!!!!!!! skin a-ok, loving being in uni and enjoying my course (last yr I was toughing it out at ngee ann. eeks), reaching 5 yrs with Terence soon, still having plenty of nice clothes, healthy, having a much better attitude towards life and of course, all the above because of God's providence and blessings =)

finally finished Jane Eyre (by Charlotte Bronte) last night. I was tearing away. Qiulin, if you are reading this, please go get a copy. am sure you'll like it. It's so romantic but still grounded in reality. neither airy-fairy nor cheesy. as a reader, you really feel as if you've been taken by the hand and journeyed through all of Jane's experiences with her. I really enjoyed it.

I love a happy ending.

bold is beautiful!

2008-01-24T22:24:00.000+08:00

just a snippet of a conversation I had with terence recently. just for your entertainment.

r: darling i know! i will have 3 dogs next time. one black chow, one brown chow and one samoyed!
t: no, you only can have one.
r: nono, you listen first. the names are SO cute! One will be...
t: no, you only can have one.
r: ok wait you listen! the black one will be Chin Chow, the brown one Mr.Chow, and the white one Chowder! so cute right?!! *squeals and laughs madly.
t: hahaha! quite funny. but you only can have one.
r: no dear. one is not enough. the kids must all have one so they can ride them to kindergarten. we just put the saddle on and the leash then they can ride to school.
t: that's so mean!
r: (in all earnestness) no what. chows are dogs from the working group.
t: you promise?
r: no. HAHAHA.

ok. haha. i dunno. i thot it's rather amusing.
today was manipedi day =) i chose sth totally not like my usual colours. BRIGHT coral. name is Sunbody loves me. the code for the colour was KO4 and mel said it is actually KOH. awwww. i love him very much too! and all my friends who can love me for who I am. those who accept my ocd handwashing habits, listen to me list what I want to buy, remind me that terence is truly a gem (well. an outside perspective only serves to reinforce what I already know and cherish) and wait while I hem and haw whilst deciding between two. oh, and who will patiently type directions to me when I am so lost. =)

loving, praying, reading, dancing, shopping. in that order.

2008-01-20T21:44:00.001+08:00

been thinking abt my weaknesses. and i think one major fault of mine is not knowing how to say no. it's really tiring trying to please everyone; thinking up ways to broach subjects without hurting feelings, being afraid to offend. i suppose some of you can't imagine me this way. cos i know how to put my foot down when displeased and i damn well make sure i'm heard. but it's more along the lines of people i care about. i don't believe in horoscope, but apparently it is a common libran trait to love harmony. and perhaps this is why i always try to please. and i'm also overtly sensitive abt people hurting my loved ones. i take it upon myself to always try to make them feel better. hmmm. at times i admire straight-forward people. i think: just how do they do it? but then again. i feel abit taken aback when they exhibit their directness. haha see! there's no escaping this!! anyway i'm gg to try and liberate myself. just to say no and not feel guilty abt it. let you know how i fare =)

been CRAZY shopping the past week. trying to squeeze in time when not in sch/reading Jane Eyre to hit town. been buying every possible thing under the sun in the name of Chinese New Year. my friends like to tell me everyday is CNY/Christmas cos i always have new clothes. eh hey. this time, i'm really hoarding everything i can. not just clothes ok. new sheets, dresses, bags, lingerie, accessories.. well. you know my resolution. and i'm proud to say life's much more balanced now. shopping= spending time with mom. and dg my readings everyday= less guilt when splurging. dancing over the weekend = even less guilt. AHAHA. i am so pleased. i am a champion shopper. a new week dawns tmr; more opportunities to hit the shops!

FINALLY FINALLY i am gg for a mani/pedi on thurs with mel. i have been un-manicured since Christmas cos i got back to dancing and i feel very unpresentable with my nails that i refuse to cut myself. i have completely sold myself to having my talons pampered regularly. this week taking some time out from dance to catch up on MORE readings so i booked in immediately. you have NO idea how much i look forward to the appt. just sitting there and being attended to. it's a habit alr. and i don't see it as extravagant. manicures and pedicures complete every girl. if you haven't, GET STARTED.

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

unmasked.

2008-01-17T18:42:00.000+08:00

don't really follow celebrity gossip like a bloodhound, but i saw a feature on my homepage (yahoo.com) just now that got me: celebrities without makeup.
ha! i never felt shortchanged by God in the looks department (cos long ago, i learnt to live with myself and accepted that there'll always be someone prettier) even when perusing pictures of celebs all glammed up, glowing on the red carpet, lalala.
I mean, there's no desire to emulate them. I simply love how I am because me being just me; THIS is who terence fell in love with. THIS is who has a happy life.
the celebs, ya they look great. but i am a champion of asian beauty and i don't appreciate all the jessicas (alba, simpson), nor the jennifers (lopez, aniston) at all.
today, i saw for myself a reason why kids really SHOULDN'T diet/surgically-enhance themselves because of the saturation of images of gorgeous celebs. cos warpaint aside, they are as normal as normal goes. without the airbrushing, the professional artists primping them, haha.
perhaps this doesn't really affect asians. apparently a news report of late indicates that singaporeans are the least concerned abt their weight in the world.
but i think plastic surgery is picking up here.
and i read in the papers (papers ah! not tabloids) that hollywood stars cite breathing difficulties as to why they fix their noses. HAHA. i can lie better than that.

please people. live with your imperfections and love yourselves. think yourself as the best, but somehow not quite better than others. I'm still learning how to maintain that balance but I know that no matter the struggle, humility will ultimately make me more beautiful.

forget that REALLY crap cliche: there are no ugly people, only lazy people. that's a joke ok, not mantra.

just live with yourself. and believe that someone up there watches over your coming and going. you'll do much better, trust me.

schooling style

2008-01-07T18:59:00.000+08:00

second semester starts tmr. WHEE! excited! (the trans-seasonal sales are SO horrid anyway. i don't even want to shop! more abt that later)
my core modules are Asians in Hollywood, Victorian Lit, Singapore Lit & Culture (yay!!), survey of English Lit and my elective is Fundamentals of Linguistics.
i still dream of being a well-paid private-practicing speech pathologist, so i think i stand a better chance at getting that Masters of Speech Pathology spot if i do a minor in linguistics.
it's early days yet, but i hope it interests me. i heard linguistics is like a science (eeks.)

back to the shopping, sighs all around. the post-christmas/new year sales are driving me mad. Mess, mayhem, flawed clothes, YAWN... so what if prices are slashed. plus they advertise via ugly-looking-just-for-the-sales plastic bags that everyone totes all around. oh please stop the bargains. bring back the normally-overpriced clothes please!

a word of warning on Mango bags. i used a birthday voucher to get a white one recently. drawstring. gold-accented. A4. perfect for school. i used it on the day itself cos it complemented my outfit and guess what! the whole inner lining tore. how badly sewn! bad workmanship! i think my wallet in the zipper compartment was too heavy and dragged down the whole thing but STILL. no excuses. high street better start being high quality too. i was very displeased and got a cash refund. =) now i'm happy. but i mean, maybe might consider getting the same bag again. when the raw disappointment has faded off (haha. SO dramatic). cos i really like it and need a cheap white bag for school so there's no heartache when the pen-ink stains/dirt marks start to set in.

on a better note, i recommend those in favour of the nautical trend (that is very telling of spring's arrival. oh yea!) to hit topshop. tons of navy-and-white pinstripes, gold buttons, red, sailor-esque french-riviera-reminiscent stuff. i was so excited when i discovered a pair of tailored shorts at the wisma branch. navy-and-white pinstripes, gold buttons. HAHA. sound familiar? $90. shorts are good for school. good investment. no need to dwell on the price further. proceed to cashier. pay. browse somemore to check if neglecting any hidden good stuff. leave shop.

VERY HAPPY. now, i need a manicure. but i can't. cos i'm back to dancing. which is another topic worthy of squeals and shrieks. but i'll leave that for another day. heart rate rising. haha. take care

love at first sight

2008-01-05T19:35:00.000+08:00

yesterday at pet safari at vivo, i asked to see a 2mth old chow chow puppy.

instead of just allowing me to stroke him, the guy passed the baby to me.

as i held him on my right shoulder i was the happiest girl in the world.

he stank so bad, but he had the softest fur and the most adorable face.

dogs are one of God's best creations ever.

they completely own cats, rabbits, hamsters, fish and all that jazz. bah.

dogs rule.

the times, they are a changing!

2007-12-31T21:29:00.000+08:00

what's your resolution for the coming year?

mine is to be the best testimony for Christ that I can be-mind,body,face (haha. which means my skin shall clear up and be SO flawless) spirit and attitude. iloveterence (he just typed this in himself!) so vague right my goal? haha. i dunno. i just want to be all-rounded and you know, more balanced. not shop, eat, sleep then mug when exams come along. i spend too much money. i shall make a change. please root for me!

i love terence (i typed this myself)!

Season's Greetings

2007-12-25T15:32:00.000+08:00

I wish all of you, my friends, love, joy, peace and hope this Christmas day.

To believers, I pray that God grant you the grace to become more and more like Him.

Merry Christmas =)

3 days to christmas- hope in love

2007-12-22T13:44:00.000+08:00

haha. guess who's back. ok no pet names to gross you out. it's TK.
YEAHAHA!!!!!!!!!

we spent the past 2 days jogging at the botanic gardens early morning, having breakfast after, then hitting the shops to do our shopping for gifts. the previous night we had an early christmas dinner with my family, then just last we attended an oakley premiere at Hacienda on Dempsey. hmm.. that place is ok. i was feeding the mozzies cos the rest of the sailors were in jeans. baha. terence is the best person to be with. he made every effort to ensure i didn't feel left out or awkward. and he dropped little kisses on my shoulder from time to time. priceless! we reclined on a swing and had complimentary vodka redbull and tandoori pizza. before the others arrived we had a little hoppity frog for company. as in, a real one. haha.. ok, well. and we took in second-hand smoke throughout the night. al-fresco. that was the downside. but. hahaa. can you imagine how delighted i am. shopping was swell! it's more fun braving the crowd as a couple. queueing for gift wrap, talking nonsense, having someone to hold... my hand. and the bags. haha.. the jogging is manic too, believe it or not. cos it's with him. no one else can make me push myself like that; waking up at 8 and sweating it out. sitting on the ground and dg stretches after. no one else hugs me when i'm all sweaty after a run.

"I owe this life to my saving King."

8 days to Christmas- hope in this darkness.

2007-12-17T18:18:00.000+08:00

today, i was running to gospel (the best part about using the condo's gym: you can choose your own music!)
and to cool down, i spun around in the gym to Parachute band's Amazing. i'm SO HAPPY.
it might have been the endorphins; the HIGH after exercise. but i would like to think i was happy because i was worshipping my God in the privacy of my house gym. i was singing, spinning, swinging. i must have looked so silly.
but i don't care.
i looked out and it was raining. dark, at only 6pm.
usually i would be brooding.
but today, i felt such a rush. i feel a very inexplicable joy.
my focus is on God's marvellous light. not the gloominess.

Amazing:

"you are my sole provider
you are the prince of peace
you are my defender and i want to worship
you are the victory won
you are the risen one
to you i surrender and i want to worship

never gonna be the same
your love will never leave me
God you're amazing"

His love will never leave me. what a beautiful promise and hope, what a wonderful reassurance!

12 days to Christmas- hope for those still not yet in shape.

2007-12-13T16:37:00.000+08:00

let me suggest how to get fit and beautiful for Christmas. before the feasting begins.
forget crash diets. forget dieting for that matter. diets are only for losers who believe in them. diets are only for people with low self-esteem.
i say have your meals. and exercise.
because it's THIS close to christmas, i have no time for the gym (haha. blushes. bad excuse). assuming all of you are busy folk like me, i recommend BINGE SHOPPING. i've been doing it for about 4 days straight, 6 hours each time.

if you have, like me, experienced a personal shopping drought for the past week/mth, shop madly NOW. when next week comes around, there'll be too many parties to attend. then you'll end up getting very mediocre and thoughtless gifts for loved ones and friends. NO-NO.

because it's the rainy season, you can be assured that you will experience a variety of workouts besides walking. you will work your calves cos there'll be plenty of tip-toeing to do to avoid puddles. you will work your arms cos of (duh) the many bags you'll be carrying (which looks so fashionably festive!). you will work your eyeballs cos you'll be very kaypoh and try to see what other people have purchased. you will work your legs and butt when you sprint your way home (this only works when you DON'T carry an unbrella. so either you run like mad or get wet. run like mad. trust me. not glam but it's ok. next week PLENTY of chances to glam it up.) so that's an all-rounded workout for you there.

to achieve a VERY desirable seasonal glow, don't buy into the facial hype. or microdermabrasion or whatnot. young skin acquires radiance easily. the above workouts will guarantee a healthy flush. on top of that, give. to the salvation army, to the buskers (rmb to bypass a particular one tho. ok? rmb!), to the students holding the collection tins. you'll feel good abt yourself. this will add to your wonderful face a sparkle in your eyes. like diamonds. imagine that! diamond-like eyes to complement your jewel-toned outfits.

christmas is SO rich. in every sense of the word. it is truly the best time of the year.
see you at the shops!

madman on the loose

2007-12-11T21:14:00.000+08:00

i'm writing to warn you about a busker in orchard. i haven't seen him before prior to today. but i am assuming that during this festive season, he will be operating in the tunnel linking wheelock place to shaw.

mom and i were approaching the doors leading to the tunnel, and as i saw him holding his flute, i considered being charitable and giving him a token if he were playing sth lovely. but he wasn't playing; his fingers just moving along the airholes. as we walked pass with our mark's goodies in hand, i also rmb very clearly lowering my head with a polite smile.

a few steps later, i heard him: HMPHH!!!! keyi bang bieren ye bu bang!!!! (which translates to: don't even want to help someone when you can.) i whipped around in anger. on a typical day in a typically good mood, i figure i would have glared at him. but i am currently at the peak of pms. i shouted back in response: what is your problem?! and hold on for his response: i am not talking to you what! i am talking to myself! i am SIAO one mah! and of cos, i couldn't deny his moment of genius. i affirmed: yes, i think you are!

some people don't deserve to be given to. even if the money will go towards the treatment of mental illness. either that, or he doesn't understand that busking actually involves ENTERTAINING. whatever he was dg with his flute (cleaning/stroking/wiping it) doesn't count. and he shouldn't be harrassing any members of the public like that.

i always bypass that tunnel cos borders is a favourite hangout of mine. if i see him again, and if he dares afflict me with his sheer stupidity once more, i'm going to call upon our men in blue.

this is my christmas and no one is going to spoil it for me. particularly a super idiot like that.

14 days to Christmas- hope for the poor.

2007-12-11T00:00:00.001+08:00

i always reason that i'm buying inspiration. so every month, i'm well-equipped with uk, aussie and well (i'm sorry to say this; it's so awfully unpatriotic of me!) not-so-up-to-par local magazines. at the rate i'm going, you wld think that i'm gunning for a career as a fashion buyer or stylist or sth. while my peers digest the real deal like John Milton's epic Paradise Lost, i am so ashamed to say that my appetite favours say, Shop til you drop. i mean, that's just me. i don't like challenges. a fashion spread is so much easier to take in cos it's brainless. but ok, i suppose if you give me an ultimatum i would give up all this trash for the complete works of Shakespeare (hand on my heart).

today, my aunt called. she said the dec issue of Her World that i lent her 'has nothing'. and funnily enough, although she borrows my copies every month, she NEVER fails to say that i should instead be donating the amount spent on the mag to charity. today, i heard sth different. she found her worthy cause. hallelujah for that. i mean, the vast amount she has; the beneficiary will definitely be blessed. she says that she read in the papers that there was a report of an old man who doesn't switch on the lights at night. cos he's afraid he might not be able to pay off the electricity bills. i do have a very soft spot for old people (i think they deserve some dignity in their last years) and i erm, was a little bit surprised and sad. i always thot that even the poorest in singapore can blend into society (read: not-that-poor). it's not an excuse for my ignorance i know, but living in this part of the city, i can't say that i have ever seen poverty with my own eyes. i'm sure many of you haven't too.

and you know, it's embarrassing cos my parents and sis always use this stupid strategy of personifying electrical appliances/devices to make me aware of my wastage. i always hear:
1. rebecca, the lights are calling you
2. jie, the heater is waiting for you

i decided today to also contribute to the same cause as my aunt. i think sometimes we love excessiveness because we cannot keep our wealth to ourselves. don't you think so? short of just pasting dollar bills on our bodies we live lavishly instead. if we can afford to why not? if the poor are not our responsibility why should we care? reasonable on both counts. but. i think i want to be able to splurge (occasionally) without guilt. knowing that i have more than others but i have given so that others can live decently.

you heard it here. i'm giving up my monthly dose of local magazines from now (that is to say, elle, harper's bazaar, cleo, her world). that is twenty dollars to an old man somewhere. because i think for him i can sit in the comfort of Borders and browse instead.

i'm sure i have some friends laughing right now. and thinking that they can catch me some day going back on my word. time will tell. and by then, i'm sure said old man will not have to worry abt his bills anymore.

enjoy the holidays.

17 days to X'mas- hope for the hopeless.

2007-12-08T11:29:00.001+08:00

i hope that you take some time to read the following lyrics.
and also watch the video on youtube- Bandaid 20 Do they know it's Christmas (feed the children). the part that tears at my heart most is the line that Bono sings. i've highlighted it. enjoy, and think about everything you have to be grateful for this season. :

It's Christmas time
There's no need to be afraid
At Christmas time
We let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty
We can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world
At Christmas time

But say a prayer
Pray for the other ones
At Christmas time it's hard
But when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing
Is the bitter sting of tears
And the Christmas bells that ring
There are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you

Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmas time
Feed the world
Do they know it's Christmas time at all?

And there won't be snow in Africa
This Christmas time
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life
Where nothing ever grows
No rain nor rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmas time at all?

(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone
(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun
Do they know it's Christmas time at all?

19 days to X'mas- hope for the future.

2007-12-06T22:09:00.000+08:00

puan came over to my place for a workout that day, and i passed her a mag and a book to bide her time over the holidays. she mentioned wanting to watch the upcoming romantic movie P.S. I love you, so i thought she might be interested in reading another of Cecelia Ahern's novels.

as i handed her the book, i caught sight of my writing on the first page, relating the experience behind buying it:

terence and i were at a mega book clearance sale at expo, hunting down a HIGHLY-elusive book to complete a trilogy. the setting was warehouse-like, with books everywhere. it wasn't messy but it wasn't organised either. so we split up and decided to take up the challenge head-on. so you know, nothing exciting. we just thumbed titles upon titles, occasionally pulling some up by the spine to look closer. there were people everywhere but we were apart, focused on our task.

we didn't find the book. but i cannot explain how nice it was to reunite at the end of the search. it was the sweetest thing. you know, when we both were sure that the book was not in that massive sea. he held me and kissed my hair =) and he bought me a book instead. which was the one i lent to my friend.

i think you're probably reading this and haha. your eyes rolling back and forth. what is she getting at?!!! i don't really know how to express it. it was such immense relief being in his arms again. and i cherished the comfort and the familiarity SO MUCH MORE because we had spent time just losing ourselves in something else. it is so reassuring having that ONE PERSON you love and trust so much in a sea of people. in this sea of people. sometimes i find myself completely dazed and overwhelmed. mayb it's my problem of mistrust. i once took a survey and the results revealed that i see the world as a bad place. i still do. isn't there little to be optimistic about? but.

let me finally articulate my reasons for the season: faith and love. basically, the two things that give my outlook some positive balance. Christ and terence.

this christmas, in the midst of the excessive indulgences and extravagance, i hope you find your reason too.

and with that, the countdown begins!

back to basics.

2007-11-29T00:24:00.000+08:00

today was reunion day of sorts.
met up with lovely Linnet my cousin from Brisbane, and my primary school classmates to attend Wei Cheng's wake.

breakfast and shopping with my cousin was very nice. i now know that i've another real friend who won't sugarcoat her words: " this dress does nothing for you." =) i'm a hem-and-haw, never-gonna-tell-you-the-awful-truth kinda girl. and i need people like that to balance me out. linnet, i went to dig deep into my archives (haha not really. my blog's not that old) and found your message. thank you for that! will see you real soon, but until then, the continental/time/seasonal differences shall not keep us apart.

my primary school friends didn't really change appearance-wise. nor did mr.ng. wei cheng was our classmate and yes, the rest of you might know him as one of the 5 tragically-departed dragon boaters. as we all sat and talked, bringing ourselves back to 8 years ago, i was suddenly reminded that wei cheng and i sat beside each other in class. i will not spin a beautiful tale of harmony for the sake of my blog, but honestly say that sometimes we were on good terms but sometimes out of competitiveness, we wld childishly bicker. i think i tried to copy his ting xie on numerous occasions but he wouldn't let me and i complained madly! i don't rmb him very well, but it is my absolute privilege to have known him. he who turned out to be mature, independent and filial. these values mean NOTHING to us in this generation, but we can't deny they shape the character of a person.

people feel pity that the 5 men left us young and full of promise. but i feel that we should be comforted by the fact that they had strived and worked hard to build dreams. the future only holds promise for us, i think, only when we make a start by our own efforts. and very honestly? not everyone has promising futures. some people just like to idle, waste away. i don't have friends like those.

i think it is timely, then, to be reminded that we should cherish our youth, build meaningful and lasting relationships with a few good people, make decisions with a good head on our shoulders, be joyful, and arm ourselves with a certain amount of ambition in life. most importantly, we should love selflessly. and then life will kinda sort itself out.

being with my primary school classmates after a long time made me happy. it was so wonderful seeing them. people know that i'm not one who loves to hang out in big groups. conversations become superficial then, and to me that is wasting my time. BUT. i felt at home. i felt like i was with childhood friends who would always innately understand and accept me. i can't describe it. i suppose that being kids together at a point in our lives made me let my guard down, made me comfortable. we grew up as a group, tainted already but not tarnished by adulthood and all the vices it brings: cynicism, reality, responsibility. childhood friendships are unpretentious.

i'm so happy i met my old friends today.

staying alive in paris

2007-11-26T21:34:00.000+08:00

found an excerpt wedged in between an old foolscap pad whilst packing my room.

from Dead Poet's Society:

"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for."

when i read the bolded line, i was reminded of paris. i was reminded of terence and i sprinting from the underground train station like mad people, hoping to reach the LV store on Champs-Elysees before closing, in the hopes of getting an elusive bag.

i was reminded of terence and i trying to emulate the parisians' openness. we had witnessed so many parisian lovers displaying their affections for one another and decided to test it out for ourselves. if no one objected, it meant that it was a way of life. so we stopped to kiss for like, half a minute on the crowded Champs-Elysees. and no one bothered abt us. so we were right =)

i was reminded of the L'arc de Triomphe, the architecture in the photo above, constructed to commemorate Napoleon's victory. it is my idea of THE paris icon, beating the likes of the eiffel tower.

previously beauty only meant superficial, skin-deep beauty to me. that was the only beauty i had understood. but when i travelled to london & paris and beheld Westminster Abbey and the Arc, i was so stunned. that kind of architecture is completely foreign to asia. and you have to really see it for yourself in order to feel the kind of awe that i did. imagine how spectacular they must have been to stun me into silence. i just stood there both times, taking it all in, while Terence snapped away, capturing our precious moments. THIS is the kind of beauty we should be staying alive for. beauty that takes our breath away, beauty that enlarges our minds.

rock on, stella

2007-11-24T12:33:00.000+08:00

current designer i am absolutely adoring: stella Mccartney (ok, not sure if this is spelt correctly).
anyhow, i am a fan of her's not because of her creativity, but because i read in 8 days yesterday that she designed a one-legged necklace for her spring '08 collection.
for those of you who don't have the free time that i do (don't worry, your exams will be over in NO time i assure you), this is the general idea behind what's gg on:
sir paul (of the beatles. i really shouldn't be needing to tell you this!) remarried heather mills after his wife passed away from cancer. there was rumour stella hated her stepmom. so now, as time has proven (haha. wonderful time. that sheds light on the true colours of ppl), sir paul and heather are embroiled in a bitter divorce. there was no prenup signed. and so.. she demands tons of money.. and plays out the role of victim to her best ability. she accused stella of having a part to play in the falling apart of the marriage, and in retaliation, stella designed the one-legged necklace.
question: WHY one-legged?
answer: as a result of some accident, heather had one leg amputated. she uses a prosthetic.

HAHAHA. stepmoms are evil. i always thot so. and in this case, ZERO pity for heather. i think stella won the battle between stepmom and stepchild. i like what she did. i hope the public LAPS up the necklace. hope it whips up a frenzy surpassing the lameass i-am-not-a-plastic-bag craze.

a stellar performance by stella. it rates ten out of ten on my scale.

friends, believe me. christmas is as much about sharing love with family and friends, as it is about deciding who to severe ties with. no one wants to go into a brand new year with all these negativity from the past attached. i never let myself be associated with people with bad reps for long. do that for yourself too. trust me, a few true and trusted friends are all you need to get by.

this is cher and i.

2007-11-23T12:23:00.000+08:00

cher, happy belated birthday.

your birthday fell on the day of my french paper.

very interestingly, i was thinking of you.

because out of 20 helping words given for letter-writing, the only word i didn't recognise nor use was " cher".

i just checked it up. cher means a lot in french.

haha. so i left it word out, even though it was compulsory to use ALL the helping words.

cher my friend, means ALOT of love, alot of kindness, alot of bravery (because she went to town and snapped cute little boys holding up letters that spelt I-heart-REBECCA for my birthday last year. cuteass!), alot of heart.

have a wonderful time, before the big 20 hits you!

monday, blah day

2007-11-19T17:33:00.000+08:00

2 lit papers down, 1 lit and 1 french to go.
over the weekend i barely touched my books.
and now, i've lost quite abit of my will to study.
ok well, most of it.
i cannot imagine gg through that whole sitting-down-for-two-hrs-and-a-half-and-writing scenario again tmr. it's like a bad memory that's on repeat.
well maybe i feel like that because i don't like lit theory.
interesting, but nth very tangible to study.
which is not my kind of study.
my kind of study involves texts, notes, and LOTS to cram in my mind.
this is kind of disconcerting.
got a weird feeling in my stomach.
ARGH. EXAM BLUES+ PMS= LETHAL COMBINATION.
ok. but this is way better than studying for any lameass early childhood paper.
i shall shut up now.
talk when i'm in a much better mood on wed.

Rainbow nation

2007-11-17T18:16:00.000+08:00

i took this picture of my baby today. he is my favourite person in the world by far =) merry christmas everyone!

celebrate good times

2007-11-15T11:36:00.000+08:00

i'm not really a cynic/pessimist.
you see, i found this out abt myself when after my first paper yesterday, I realised that the very natural state of mind should be STRESSED. stress over the papers to come. all my friends are.
but i am not stressed. i am fantasizing about all the things i can do once this ordeal passes. i am gg to run and get myself in the best shape possible for christmas. i am gg to tan myself evenly to get the most complementing skin tone i can ever have. i will get my ugly toenails sorted. i will go to orchard as and when i feel like it just so. no reason. just because. i will get down to a cosmetics hall to stock up on wonderful christmas limited edition palettes of cheek/lip colours. not because i wear makeup frequently. just because i am a sucker for packaging and love pretty things. i will have much better skin as i foresee that the medication the dermatologist prescribed will work. after 2 days i alr am seeing the redness go down. i really am very very excited abt the holiday season. i love the sickening crowds at the shopping centres. and i am a REAL pusher. if you're gg to bump into me, i will definitely shove you back. and if you look at me with shock, i will glare at you. if you're gg to start making some comment to yourself, i will make a loud comment abt you. so watch your bags. i may be small but i am super strong. haha. there was once terence pretended to lose to me at arm wrestling and i spent some time being so pleased with myself. until he came clean. and i was so dashed while he laughed madly. but i mean. when it comes to girl vs. girl don't underestimate me. HAHA. oh gosh!! ok. my heart rate is gg up. i am excited. i need to excuse myself now. back to the books.

lovin the muggin.

2007-11-04T23:00:00.000+08:00

it's superultrafabulous that exams are approaching and i'm lagging behind in my readings. beowulf, paradise lost, chaucer.. you know, the great classics that no one will ever know abt until hollywood does completely sexed-up 'adaptations' to draw audiences.

it's also superultrafabulous that studying = snacking during self-imposed breaks. isn't it great? as we feed the brain with knowledge, we feed our mouths with junk. as our brains are enlarged, so our waist size increases. everything adds up, you know. we never have to worry abt our actions not tallying with consequences. i am gg to hit the gym tmr. i refuse to be a victim of exam-induced weight gain.

it's superultrafabulous to study in a public place, preferably one where retail therapy is available when the stress gets too much to bear. i mean, isn't it completely logical to stock up on plastic files just cos they are so brilliantly coloured and floral notebooks? it makes sense right? even when considering the fact that after exams means that we're on break? and we won't be using them? duh it makes sense. it's therapy you geddit? not practicality.

it's superultrafabulous, this life!

hitlist

2007-10-31T23:31:00.000+08:00

My current favourites:
1. my nail colour- OPI's Lincoln Park After Dark, which is a deep purple with a hint of shimmer. with all the hype about production not being able to keep up with the demand of this shade, I just HAD to experience it for myself. no wonder it is Posh's favourite shade. it's quite something. but next week i'm leaving the dark side and going back to the light. HAHA.
2. Ben & Jerry's Dublin Mudslide- everyone knows i don't have a sweet tooth. but a tub in my freezer is calling out to me. and this is my favourite flavour ever. so. some day. before my sis attacks it!
3. Honey Dijon and Mustard flavoured kettle chips. YUM. YUM. speaks volumes because i rarely ever snack.
4. my new grey marle zara sweater. it fits like a dream.
5. November edition of UK Glamour: great size, great pink cover, great articles (esp. the one on overcoming tiredness which i absolutely need) and fashion spreads.
6. La Vie En Rose by Tony Bennett and K.D.Lang- it comforts me when deadlines and exams are consuming my life now
7. chunky elastic bangles- the normal ones ( you know, the non-elastic type that sit on flesh)don't really fit me cos i am so incredibly small, but i've managed to find 4 to suit many looks: metallic, retro, breezy and modern. dorothy perkins, topshop and far east have some great ones.
8. terence. past, current and everlasting favourite. HOHO. everyone knows it, but just to annoy those who can't stand me being lovey-dovey. this one's for YOU.

Aren't we lovely?

2007-10-24T23:07:00.000+08:00

haha.. it's been some time hasn't it?
been away celebrating my birthday (whilst battling last minute essays and tests) and i had 4 celebrations in total. all were smashing in their own ways. thank you everyone.
if a birthday is meant for a girl to be queen for a day, then you all made it happen.
thank you darling, my whole family (esp. my sis whom i love and adore), qiulin, yujie, shaf, jiahui, abby, funai, mel, manda, cindy, huijia, car, bear, koko, linnet, asal, nina, puan.
you all, you made me very very happy. =)
will post the photos soon.

am trying to focus on studying for french now. but am tapping my foot and my heart is soaring to stevie wonder's Isn't She Lovely. I tweaked one of the verses and this is my version for my beebsy. I love you Terence.

Isn't he lovely
Truly, the angel's best
Boy, I'm so happy
We have been heaven blessed
I can't believe what God has done
Through us He'll give life to two
But isn't he lovely made from love.

To hear the song, I highly recommend going to youtube and watching a video montage of Queen Rania of Jordan. Isn't She Lovely plays in the background while there are photos upon photos of her beautiful face. She's really gorgeous, reminds me of Rachel Weisz. Well, but I was royalty for 4 days too so no envy there. =)

thank you everyone!

capture me with grace

2007-09-26T12:12:00.000+08:00

hui shan and shan =)

i hereby proudly announce that i am henceforth invincible- it's THAT time of the month once again and i survived all discomfort and bloatedness (oh, how i felt like a pufferfish you wouldn't imagine) WITHOUT being pop-happy on panadol menstrual. YES!! this is the first month in many years that i've successfully abstained frm the painkillers. last mth was a complete terror (haha mel. NOT horror. TERROR); i was on campus when the pain hit me and i actually wished God had taken me home. ok, not really. but the pain was excruciating. it's not easy being a woman but we get to wear dresses. SO THERE.

jiahui, thank you so much for the parcel. more than what it contained, i was so moved that you thought of me. and your message on the card really let me know that you love me for me. thank you! was with terence when i opened the letterbox and haha.. he really saw that i couldn't wait to just rip open the parcel. it's very nice to receive mail the old-fashioned way. =) thank you friend. see you soon!

cher, thank you for posting the pics. it's nice to see us together, all young and beautiful. that includes you, silly moira.

i need you Jesus; this world has nothing for me.

fluff

2007-09-25T11:36:00.000+08:00

really wish i have the inspiration to muse about an issue; something that requires higher-order thinking. but whenever terence returns i lose the ability to mentally debate with myself (i.e. my insistence that fat people should NEVER EVER think that they are fabulous cos skinny/slim is the way to go, versus all that stands against my argument). hmm.

but now i'm in lala land most of the time. i went for a mani yesterday and i FEEL SO GOOD. i had chipped my nail very badly and having it fixed by the lovely Ee ting really makes me happy. unfortunately, no cute colour name to speak of this time. crimson was what i was bent on but on second thought, i decided to wait for next week cos that shade matches all my birthday dresses. i requested a bronze-ey hue, and settled on OPI's designer series' Diamonds. it turned out to be lilac/light-greyish. i'm pleased. let me post a pic of my nail colour soon. baba.

the ever-lovely terence REALLY, REALLY encourages my ditzy mood. yesterday, (as always when i have a fresh mani), i was very compulsively placing my fingers against his dark skin to admire the paint job (the contrast is better, you see). i did it eight times at least, and each time he would either beam at me proudly/say "you like your nails, don't you?"/look at me lovingly. haha. =) it's so trivial, so insignificant. but small things like a mani excite me and he's so happy when i am.

this boy knows my heart; he really does. and for that, i love him madly.

J'adore, with every beat of my tea-leaves heart, Terence.

2007-09-23T18:06:00.000+08:00

feeling slightly dashed; i've a bad knee therefore stilettos are currently out of my repertoire. been wearing kitten-heeled pumps or ballet flats more often nowadays. OH LORD heal me!

I must say, however, that life is brilliant despite the above minor injury (and major blow to my hopes of being of normal height)! terence returned 2 days ahead of schedule today, because the typhoon in qingdao destroyed some "ramp" so sailing activities were hindered and... voila!! my petit ami is back! i woke at 6 to fetch him this morn, and i reiterate that no one can possibly motivate me to rise before the sun, save for my love. =)

they didn't let off on their training (assuming that if they had remained in QD they would've been workin' it out at sea), so we had a couple of hours together just now before he headed to the sailing centre and me, home for a cat nap. now, tehons and I are going to hunt down my topshop size 4 foil dress, dinner then catch Man U-Chealsea at wherever in orchard they screen it (I hope for a mojito as well...) those working/schooling tmr, EAT YOUR HEART OUT!! my break has only just begun.

bye!

viva la vivo!

2007-09-21T18:23:00.000+08:00

I WANT MY TOPSHOP SIZE 4 FOIL DRESS. I WANT I WANT I WANT. I WANT!
(if the piece they reserved for me at wisma has a faulty zipper as well, i will be SO mad.)

me to cher: i miss you SO much my darling. what happened to combined dance prac?! it's not happening, is it?! no, i am not learning driving. that pic was taken in church carpark! weren't you there? =) heard that you're free next week. let's paint the town red! promise me..

me to melsie: HELLO faerie! i won't drive a beetle if i pass. i want a baby JAG. Rawwrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!! Daddy wld approve. BABA!

purchases today: dirty gold button-down sweater from topshop. black patent pumps from charles & keith. BUY LOCAL!!! ( i am sure i am still getting my Aldo pair tho!) =) licourice sticks and nerds rope from candy empire.

see you soon..

sunny side up

2007-09-20T18:30:00.000+08:00

"I use my diamond to scratch your face"

2007-09-19T18:24:00.000+08:00

i was about to lament how shopping doesn't do it for me anymore, like it used to.
for a long while i haven't been feeling like i'm spoilt for choice.
i get so frustrated that i haven't bought anything substantial recently. i can't define substantial. well, a couple of outfits maybe. three tunics at one go, a nice bag or a couple of pairs of shoes. i don't know.

today, i sense a change. a shift in wind direction. call it what you want. i'm eyeing:
1. a pair of Aldo kick-some-ass!! black patent pumps
2. a zara patent structured bag for sch (my H&M white one bores me alr. and it doesn't look classy at all.)
3. two bebe dresses to wear for my birthday celebrations
4. a warehouse clutch. so that i can sip cocktails with terence in style. give the girl a YUMMYLICIOUS mojito!!
5. a mango plain white tee (a girl can never have too many. and they stain real fast) and grey embellished bib top
6. a gap wrap sweater. in colour of the moment: GREY MARLE! yum.
7. zara fluorescent pink tee (ok ya. you know i won't wear fluorescent. but i don't know how to describe the shade!!!)

OH YES!! i've found my groove back. i am the shopping queen. and the faerie queene (bababa!). watch me unleash myself now that recess is here. well almost. "recess" is what NTU calls a one week break.

first up, a manicure on monday. after "Calling all Goddesses" (a pale pink) and "My private Jet" (a glittery dark grey), i've decided on a deep red. crimson maybe.

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOYEA!!!!!!!!!!!!

my happy heart

2007-09-07T12:02:00.000+08:00

"What a day this has been

What a rare mood I'm in

Why it's almost like being in love

There's a smile on my face

for the whole human race

Why it's almost like being in love

There's a music of life seems to be

Like a bell that is ringing for me

And from the way that I feel

When that bell starts to peel

I would swear I was falling, swear I was falling

Why it's almost like being in love"

- Almost like being in love, Nat King Cole.

I love, love, love this song. It makes me happy, it makes me tap my feet and it emphasises that there's nothing that can compare to being in love. =)

the monster between us. the monsters that ARE us.

2007-09-04T20:48:00.000+08:00

us at the Disney store, London. (inspiration for this post's title. haha. i think it's hilarious).

view of the London eye from St. Jame's Park

well, this doesn't really need a caption.

i see Disneyland!! haha.

men in uniform.

guards marching in. buckingham palace!

the wind beneath my top. haha

British museum.

i love my terence.

Really, really do. =)

live for the moment! is the cry of our generation.
but i always like to think that without the inclusion of sweet, sweet memories in our minds, there would be no hope for the future.

how can we live for the moment if we never experienced wonderful times in our pasts?

so, more pics of Terence & I in London.

just because I want to look forward to more of such uninhibited explorations and amazing fun with him.

school rocks. my mind is completely liberated now. HOORAY.

current nail colour: OPI- My Private Jet

2007-09-02T22:24:00.000+08:00

thank you bar and mirror, for teaching us precious lessons. oh! we've
come so far together! (L to R): moira, me, joy.

(L to R): moira, joy, joann.

saying bye with a bang!

attempting a cheshire cat photo moment.

b4 you even wonder, i am holding a cd. dance is nothing without music!

well it's farewell to a dance room that we've been using for so many, many years.

we've laughed so hard inside, injured ourselves whilst stretching, talked senselessly, sprawled ourselves all over and most importantly, we danced our hearts out.

the dance room always will be our's; we're just being sentimental fools and cherishing the layout that we can imagine with closed eyes.

it's just a refurbishment.

but oh well. a few parting shots of us. cher, shanelle. we miss you. you complete our fantastic 5.

HAPPY 20TH FRIEND!

2007-08-23T11:05:00.000+08:00

Happy happy birthday to Car!

Thank you for always being there for me.

This is specially for you.

You make me happy!

glorious, vibrant, splendid hues!

2007-08-13T18:47:00.000+08:00

wish i knew how to use blogskins or whatever to change my template. but i'm such a technical retard that you can be sure my blog will remain as basic black for some time to come until someone really kind and loving rescues me frm the darkness (thanx dear, i love you). hahaa.. well, term has started as everyone knows. so many of us from crescent ended up in ntu and i'm very honoured to be part of tt big group. it means alot to me to be placed in uni cos i cling desperately to the old-fashioned and dying belief that a degree holds the key to a bright and promising future. poly was a disaster but at least i pulled through (so "coma"-sounding but my senses were REALLY dulled for 3 years). i don't miss ngee ann one bit. not my classmates there ATALL (there's a diff between classmates and friends..) nor the place nor the food nor anything ATALL ATALL. nostalgia my butt!! uni is rather exciting for me (i couldn't expect anth less coming frm ECH right?) but i mean, NTU's in boon lay. the travelling doesn't kill me but wouldn't it be awfully smashing if campus were in Orchard my home? my birthplace, so to speak? i say yes! but i sense disapproval all around. haha.. well, enjoy more pics of Terence & Rebecca's London-Paris adventure! the theme today is flora and fauna. from St. James' Park, Hyde Park and the open space near Westminster. the blooms were so lovely i was in paradise!! summer captured and encapsulated in a very fleeting moment by Terence (while i stood around unconstructively recalling Enid Blyton tales and imagining myself to be a garden fairy) . see you soon!

Happy birthday Singapore

2007-08-10T20:43:00.000+08:00

"...these are my friends. we are singaporeans!"

Thank you for 19+ good years, Singapore.

i sparkle, i glitter, i shine!

2007-08-08T21:54:00.000+08:00

my sweetheart.
Stuffed peacock in the display of Harry Winston!

uncle, i tell you something..

welcome, welcome to my new home. i'm launching it with a bang! Enjoy the pictures of London. Will post more soon!

I LOVE YOU TERENCE!