I saw something on the bus today that made my day... at such close proximity too. Happy. I was asked why dun i take one step forward. But i think, there are just some things in life, that when kept a mystery, just gives you that little idealistic illusion and happiness, so why not? Remembering all the hurts which exposion may bring, I'm happy now just at one glance, one look.
That suddenly led to another chain of thought, that in the face of love, nothing else matters. I just suddenly thought of when someone is in love, he/she can make all kinds of sacrifices in terms of time and priorities alignment for his/her special someone. But I haven't seen it happen in friendships. Maybe in others, not mine. Maybe that's the way of life? *shrugs* i'm just making the statement based on observations of people around me, whether they matter to me or not. I guess I don't have the chance yet to see if it'll happen to me, not having really been in a proper relationship before. I can safely say for now, what sacrifices i had made for the ones i crushed on, i made on for friends as well.
Haiz. I shd just keep the unhappy thoughts at bay and focus on the simple little happinesses that keep me happy=)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
It is so much easier to say I Don't Care, but in my heart, i know how weighed down it feels...
Haiz.. i keep trying to reflect what i have written, and finding the answers within myself.. Finding the answers is so important to me, but then they keep evading me..
So i guess i fall into the snare of what others do.. just bury into work.
At least for 8-12 hours a day, i know i need not think about anything else. Or maybe if i dun need to, it might just go away some day.. the hurt, the confoundedness, the puzzlement.
On the work front, things hasn't been exactly all good and going-- i guess it's when i'm starting to really feel the heat and chase deadlines. But the preoccupied-ness it provides me is a safety blanket for now from the tears and questions.
But still, I know how to shut down when i need to. I know when my mind is tired and need the rest, but then the questions would drift in, and then i try to switch back to work-mode again.
Haiz. If only life isn't about searching for answers... within self or otherwise.
I had a few pleasant comforts in the past 2 weeks, sweet gifts--decorative pots of honey from Spanish Culture from the OCBC group! (thankew!! it's really sweet and lovely.. i oredi tried some.. very nice. a colouring book and pencils from ZT, thanks!! for bringing me back to childhood and reliving the happier days of NUS tger! And my my my, we had such an orgasmic experience at Bakerzinn. They really deserve their reputation for their quality desserts!! I can faint thinking back on the warm chocolate cake now..
Too lazy to upload pics now.. another time bahz..
love and stars...
Haiz.. i keep trying to reflect what i have written, and finding the answers within myself.. Finding the answers is so important to me, but then they keep evading me..
So i guess i fall into the snare of what others do.. just bury into work.
At least for 8-12 hours a day, i know i need not think about anything else. Or maybe if i dun need to, it might just go away some day.. the hurt, the confoundedness, the puzzlement.
On the work front, things hasn't been exactly all good and going-- i guess it's when i'm starting to really feel the heat and chase deadlines. But the preoccupied-ness it provides me is a safety blanket for now from the tears and questions.
But still, I know how to shut down when i need to. I know when my mind is tired and need the rest, but then the questions would drift in, and then i try to switch back to work-mode again.
Haiz. If only life isn't about searching for answers... within self or otherwise.
I had a few pleasant comforts in the past 2 weeks, sweet gifts--decorative pots of honey from Spanish Culture from the OCBC group! (thankew!! it's really sweet and lovely.. i oredi tried some.. very nice. a colouring book and pencils from ZT, thanks!! for bringing me back to childhood and reliving the happier days of NUS tger! And my my my, we had such an orgasmic experience at Bakerzinn. They really deserve their reputation for their quality desserts!! I can faint thinking back on the warm chocolate cake now..
Too lazy to upload pics now.. another time bahz..
love and stars...
Saturday, July 12, 2008
when i need to reflect...
A few years ago, when i made that major move and change in my life, i told myself never to shortchange myself again. To be upfront in how i feel, and to learn to live independently.
And then i realise i nv really change.
I had problems with my family then. Ran to friends for comfort. grateful to friends for being there during my low period, and hence always v accomodating towards them. Always compromising. Always thinking about repaying them back for having been there.
And now when i have problems with my friends, turned to my family. and the story goes on..
I think i nv really learn to stand on my own feet and really ask what i am living for.
Friends' words/advice/harsh reprimands influenced me. Family's words/harsh words humbled me. Too easily swayed. Giving too much. Martyr-like. are just some of the comments i have heard too much and rings clearly in my ears. Sometimes i refuse to listen, cos harsh words sting. Sometimes i make excuses.
Living teaches me many lessons. And being a kinesthetic learner, i often need to experience it to learn for myself. This is when all my expectations of others bounced back to me and gives me a few tight slaps in the face and hard shakes.
The lesson is: I forgot to live for myself. Self-reflections and learning slowly to love and laugh at myself apart, i forgot who/what i'm living for. I forgot to be simply me.
I think this is why this week has been a huge disappointment to me. Becos i am always accomodating. always understanding. always compromising. "it's okay, i und u are busy" "it's okay, no cake oso never mind" "it's okay it's okay it's okay"...
I have typed so many of this that it has become a habit. It's okay. If my friends were there for me in my roughest period, i should recipocrate everything and understand them. I just continue to make excuses. Whilst in my heart of hearts, i am starting to feel taken-for-granted, but i tell myself not to have such disloyal thoughts. Surely my friends are really v busy. Surely they have a very good reason not to be around.
I keep making excuses for them during those important dates (dates that are really important to me; dates they do not deem too important but i have on several occasions related how important it is to me. Like my birthday. I said before i feel how important a birthday is. Out of 365 days in a year, only that 1 special day is yours, so you should be made to feel special from the beginning to the end, cos it's your special day.. i know many do not concur with me on this, but it's important to me. Weeks before its day, i can feel the delicious vibes in me.. I smile when a few special people smsed me at least 1-2weeks before the day to ask me what i would like, which day they want to meet me to celebrate. It means alot. Becos it's a sign to me that these special people treated my day as special enough to want to plan beforehand what to get me, how to celebrate my birthday. Unfortunately, these special people varies from year to year. One or two remains. the rest varies depending on their busy-ness? Or how much value they place on birthdays.)
Unfortunately, i cannot say i am lucky enough to have someone who was there at all my "Special Days" all these years. The Special Days that demarked your milestones. Your 16th, your Sec school grad ball, your JC grad ball, your 21st, your Convocation, your birthdays. I have had friends who had friends who were at least there for at least 2-3 of these milestones. I had none. Not one friend, not those that i considered special and close to my heart who were there to celebrate at least at least 2-3, especially the last 3, since the last 3 were where i met my special few friends. My sister was in disbelief when my close friends weren't there for my 21st, and again the same disbelief displayed on her face 2 days ago during my convocation and not 1 special friend turned up. Her words "Your convo is once-in-your-lifetime. Yet not one of your friends even come down" were like cold water to my brain.
Before that, i was already greatly disappointed that those i asked/told of my convo date, all used the excuse of work. Really disappointed. Admittedly, i did not ask many. To me, milestones are meant to be celebrated with special ones, special ones that have walked with you. Perhaps, a puny little thing like a Convocation really does not mean anything in the face of bigger issues like work. I know people who find it a waste of time, let alone bosses of corporations or institutions who would allow their employees to take off just "because i want to attend my friend's convocation". They would probably stare at their employees with the same disbelief on my sister's face and say "you got to be kidding".
Yet, in my heart of hearts, i still hoped. I still hope that maybe, just maybe, i matter enough, my special day hold some significance enough, that they'll put down their afternoon work (for the teachers), their meetings (for the corporates) to just spare 1-2 hours to come down and share in my joy, take pictures with me and walk that final step together. Surely, after all these years of friendship, stresses of Uni life, what we went through together, it matters enough?
Even then, i was making excuses for them. Convo is just a small thing. I still have my gown. We can still take pics together. i am the last in my batch/group of friends to have my convocation. It's too far-fetched (1 year ago for heaven's sake!) for them to consider it important enough. But through the excuses i kept making, i was just shedding tears non-stop, cos what came out strongly was: I JUST DON'T MATTER ENOUGH.
I was truly disappointed. I rem last year when i attended 2 friends' convo, they said they would definitely come for mine. Cos they were touched i came for theirs. Esp for a friend who had no friends coming at all, i even rem her mum thanking me for coming down! i rem another one who told me she would be able to take leave, only to message me (albeit it being the wrong date as well) one day before to wish me a happy convo and that she wun be able to attend. The words 'empty promises' just keep regurgitating in my head. It is so easy to be caught up in the heat of the moment, to be touched, and then to make promises. Then they become promises that u forgot, and then expect me to understand silently not verbally that it's becos of WORK.
So tired. I held on to the hope of promises. Yet time and again, i'm disappointed. I shd have learnt my lesson way back then during my 21st party for the special few..
I think the tight slaps came harder this period. In the past, i just automatically switch my mind to the "Make excuses for them" mode. Come on shuling! They were there for you umpteenth times!! they were there during your down periods, how can u ji jiao with them on this? In my mind i kept telling myself not to. But all the more i do, i'm only reminded of how much of a failure of a friend i must be: that I am not special enough to even have a friend to attend what i consider special for myself.
Hold it. Scratch that. Not a failure. More like, i think i have expectations. Expectations of recipocrations. She matters enough to me that i wanna attend her convo. She matters enough that i wanna make her birthday special for her. I will still go to the place after work (even if it means a big detour) to make sure she gets her gift in time for her bday, in front of her group of friends. No cake for birthday? No problem, my treat. I wanna make u feel special. So i expect the same back cos i thought i meant enough.
I think what i need is actions. Actions speak louder than words after all. If my convo is of any significance, not attending one work meeting isn't going to have the world coming to a stop becos u weren't present. If yall want to cele my bday for me, yall dun have to wait till the day itself, till 10pm to get the cake. Shops close at 10pm, isn't that common knowledge? If it means anything, why do i even have to organise my own birthday outing? That is what i find ludicrous. I was arranging MY own freaking birthday outing becos the rest wants to avoid the hassle of finding a common date/went MIA. I even had to physically stop myself after a while and ask myself why i am even doing this in the first place. I mean, it's my blardy birthday. And i had no presents, treats and i freaking still needa arrange another one to make sure everyone's around to celebrate? Freak.
Maybe i expect too much. But now, i just learn, expectations is basal in any form of relationship. Without expectations, why does the relationship even exist in the first place? Can just relegate to being "hi-bye" acquaintances.
Wait check that. Now, I don't even think I am expecting too much or alot. What i am expecting is only minimal. Maybe cos i have been making excuses too long, my mind is too attuned to that.
Shall feel guilty no more. I shall accomodate, compromise, understand no more. No longer weak. No longer bending to harsh reprimands..
I believe then if i successfully learn to be that, and i still have friends standing by me, then these are truly the ones who love me for all i am, and most importantly, love me for me.
If not, then as my sister says"friends can be made everywhere".
**I come to realise that at my "Special Days", the only ones who were there throughout was only my family. My 21st, my convo. The dinner party whipped up by my sis, the Kate Spade bag, the iPod--for my 21st. The bouquet they asked my cousin to wrap (and my cousin even said "No need to give too big la, her friends surely give", but then haha, irony. ), the Precious Moments gift and handmade card they prepared to give me from long ago--for my Convo. I think i will continue to have alot of problems communicating with them and maybe even living with them at times, personality clashes alot, but the one thing i learned from my sister is, no matter how dissatisfied or angry or conflicts we have, she always give to her family first. No matter what clashes we have, i know my family loves me best. Even if they don't show it in the ways i prefer, they are always always there. Seeing my sisters burst in front of me with a huge bouquet and a prettily wrapped gift really fills up the holes of disappointment left by empty promises of others. Was so touched i wanted to cry again, but gotta take pics=)
**I had only just began to try out my new lessons in my work.. and i hope perhaps this fresh slate is what i need for a breakthrough.
This sardonic, blatant entry will end off with pics from my convo:
Finally i can put on the mortar board..=)
my darling mum
my surprise
my eternal supporters..
she's a social worker. she could take one afternoon off changing people's lives to come down for her friends' convo. she only worked with me for 1 month plus during my placement. and she remembered i graduated. And she even had a flower for me. irony of life really. those who matter dun care. those who dun matter cared.
i used to call her my "bao", cos she's just so cute and pinchable! The only regret i had in Social Work. That i dint stick out in the society and shared more memories with her, shihui and the rest. That i gave in to peer pressure and opted out. Now Peer Pressure's my fave topic in groupwork=P
Sunflowers in a row.. more glowing smiles behind the flowers!
Shihui...
Pearline.. ever so pretty
Melisa.. ever so friendly.. me? isolated dodo..
My surprise gifts..=...) touched. handmade card includes words from mummy!! as well as lil sis. and the cute precious moments figurine sitting in front of me now.. haha she's wearing a gown studded with stars and carrying a dog!! So me!! as declared by my sistaz.. I carrying Bibi!!
How can my celebration be complete without the silly dog? too bad can't bring him to the ceremony.. never mind, still got family portrait!
And then i realise i nv really change.
I had problems with my family then. Ran to friends for comfort. grateful to friends for being there during my low period, and hence always v accomodating towards them. Always compromising. Always thinking about repaying them back for having been there.
And now when i have problems with my friends, turned to my family. and the story goes on..
I think i nv really learn to stand on my own feet and really ask what i am living for.
Friends' words/advice/harsh reprimands influenced me. Family's words/harsh words humbled me. Too easily swayed. Giving too much. Martyr-like. are just some of the comments i have heard too much and rings clearly in my ears. Sometimes i refuse to listen, cos harsh words sting. Sometimes i make excuses.
Living teaches me many lessons. And being a kinesthetic learner, i often need to experience it to learn for myself. This is when all my expectations of others bounced back to me and gives me a few tight slaps in the face and hard shakes.
The lesson is: I forgot to live for myself. Self-reflections and learning slowly to love and laugh at myself apart, i forgot who/what i'm living for. I forgot to be simply me.
I think this is why this week has been a huge disappointment to me. Becos i am always accomodating. always understanding. always compromising. "it's okay, i und u are busy" "it's okay, no cake oso never mind" "it's okay it's okay it's okay"...
I have typed so many of this that it has become a habit. It's okay. If my friends were there for me in my roughest period, i should recipocrate everything and understand them. I just continue to make excuses. Whilst in my heart of hearts, i am starting to feel taken-for-granted, but i tell myself not to have such disloyal thoughts. Surely my friends are really v busy. Surely they have a very good reason not to be around.
I keep making excuses for them during those important dates (dates that are really important to me; dates they do not deem too important but i have on several occasions related how important it is to me. Like my birthday. I said before i feel how important a birthday is. Out of 365 days in a year, only that 1 special day is yours, so you should be made to feel special from the beginning to the end, cos it's your special day.. i know many do not concur with me on this, but it's important to me. Weeks before its day, i can feel the delicious vibes in me.. I smile when a few special people smsed me at least 1-2weeks before the day to ask me what i would like, which day they want to meet me to celebrate. It means alot. Becos it's a sign to me that these special people treated my day as special enough to want to plan beforehand what to get me, how to celebrate my birthday. Unfortunately, these special people varies from year to year. One or two remains. the rest varies depending on their busy-ness? Or how much value they place on birthdays.)
Unfortunately, i cannot say i am lucky enough to have someone who was there at all my "Special Days" all these years. The Special Days that demarked your milestones. Your 16th, your Sec school grad ball, your JC grad ball, your 21st, your Convocation, your birthdays. I have had friends who had friends who were at least there for at least 2-3 of these milestones. I had none. Not one friend, not those that i considered special and close to my heart who were there to celebrate at least at least 2-3, especially the last 3, since the last 3 were where i met my special few friends. My sister was in disbelief when my close friends weren't there for my 21st, and again the same disbelief displayed on her face 2 days ago during my convocation and not 1 special friend turned up. Her words "Your convo is once-in-your-lifetime. Yet not one of your friends even come down" were like cold water to my brain.
Before that, i was already greatly disappointed that those i asked/told of my convo date, all used the excuse of work. Really disappointed. Admittedly, i did not ask many. To me, milestones are meant to be celebrated with special ones, special ones that have walked with you. Perhaps, a puny little thing like a Convocation really does not mean anything in the face of bigger issues like work. I know people who find it a waste of time, let alone bosses of corporations or institutions who would allow their employees to take off just "because i want to attend my friend's convocation". They would probably stare at their employees with the same disbelief on my sister's face and say "you got to be kidding".
Yet, in my heart of hearts, i still hoped. I still hope that maybe, just maybe, i matter enough, my special day hold some significance enough, that they'll put down their afternoon work (for the teachers), their meetings (for the corporates) to just spare 1-2 hours to come down and share in my joy, take pictures with me and walk that final step together. Surely, after all these years of friendship, stresses of Uni life, what we went through together, it matters enough?
Even then, i was making excuses for them. Convo is just a small thing. I still have my gown. We can still take pics together. i am the last in my batch/group of friends to have my convocation. It's too far-fetched (1 year ago for heaven's sake!) for them to consider it important enough. But through the excuses i kept making, i was just shedding tears non-stop, cos what came out strongly was: I JUST DON'T MATTER ENOUGH.
I was truly disappointed. I rem last year when i attended 2 friends' convo, they said they would definitely come for mine. Cos they were touched i came for theirs. Esp for a friend who had no friends coming at all, i even rem her mum thanking me for coming down! i rem another one who told me she would be able to take leave, only to message me (albeit it being the wrong date as well) one day before to wish me a happy convo and that she wun be able to attend. The words 'empty promises' just keep regurgitating in my head. It is so easy to be caught up in the heat of the moment, to be touched, and then to make promises. Then they become promises that u forgot, and then expect me to understand silently not verbally that it's becos of WORK.
So tired. I held on to the hope of promises. Yet time and again, i'm disappointed. I shd have learnt my lesson way back then during my 21st party for the special few..
I think the tight slaps came harder this period. In the past, i just automatically switch my mind to the "Make excuses for them" mode. Come on shuling! They were there for you umpteenth times!! they were there during your down periods, how can u ji jiao with them on this? In my mind i kept telling myself not to. But all the more i do, i'm only reminded of how much of a failure of a friend i must be: that I am not special enough to even have a friend to attend what i consider special for myself.
Hold it. Scratch that. Not a failure. More like, i think i have expectations. Expectations of recipocrations. She matters enough to me that i wanna attend her convo. She matters enough that i wanna make her birthday special for her. I will still go to the place after work (even if it means a big detour) to make sure she gets her gift in time for her bday, in front of her group of friends. No cake for birthday? No problem, my treat. I wanna make u feel special. So i expect the same back cos i thought i meant enough.
I think what i need is actions. Actions speak louder than words after all. If my convo is of any significance, not attending one work meeting isn't going to have the world coming to a stop becos u weren't present. If yall want to cele my bday for me, yall dun have to wait till the day itself, till 10pm to get the cake. Shops close at 10pm, isn't that common knowledge? If it means anything, why do i even have to organise my own birthday outing? That is what i find ludicrous. I was arranging MY own freaking birthday outing becos the rest wants to avoid the hassle of finding a common date/went MIA. I even had to physically stop myself after a while and ask myself why i am even doing this in the first place. I mean, it's my blardy birthday. And i had no presents, treats and i freaking still needa arrange another one to make sure everyone's around to celebrate? Freak.
Maybe i expect too much. But now, i just learn, expectations is basal in any form of relationship. Without expectations, why does the relationship even exist in the first place? Can just relegate to being "hi-bye" acquaintances.
Wait check that. Now, I don't even think I am expecting too much or alot. What i am expecting is only minimal. Maybe cos i have been making excuses too long, my mind is too attuned to that.
Shall feel guilty no more. I shall accomodate, compromise, understand no more. No longer weak. No longer bending to harsh reprimands..
I believe then if i successfully learn to be that, and i still have friends standing by me, then these are truly the ones who love me for all i am, and most importantly, love me for me.
If not, then as my sister says"friends can be made everywhere".
**I come to realise that at my "Special Days", the only ones who were there throughout was only my family. My 21st, my convo. The dinner party whipped up by my sis, the Kate Spade bag, the iPod--for my 21st. The bouquet they asked my cousin to wrap (and my cousin even said "No need to give too big la, her friends surely give", but then haha, irony. ), the Precious Moments gift and handmade card they prepared to give me from long ago--for my Convo. I think i will continue to have alot of problems communicating with them and maybe even living with them at times, personality clashes alot, but the one thing i learned from my sister is, no matter how dissatisfied or angry or conflicts we have, she always give to her family first. No matter what clashes we have, i know my family loves me best. Even if they don't show it in the ways i prefer, they are always always there. Seeing my sisters burst in front of me with a huge bouquet and a prettily wrapped gift really fills up the holes of disappointment left by empty promises of others. Was so touched i wanted to cry again, but gotta take pics=)
**I had only just began to try out my new lessons in my work.. and i hope perhaps this fresh slate is what i need for a breakthrough.
This sardonic, blatant entry will end off with pics from my convo:
Finally i can put on the mortar board..=)
my darling mum
my surprise
my eternal supporters..
she's a social worker. she could take one afternoon off changing people's lives to come down for her friends' convo. she only worked with me for 1 month plus during my placement. and she remembered i graduated. And she even had a flower for me. irony of life really. those who matter dun care. those who dun matter cared.
i used to call her my "bao", cos she's just so cute and pinchable! The only regret i had in Social Work. That i dint stick out in the society and shared more memories with her, shihui and the rest. That i gave in to peer pressure and opted out. Now Peer Pressure's my fave topic in groupwork=P
Sunflowers in a row.. more glowing smiles behind the flowers!
Shihui...
Pearline.. ever so pretty
Melisa.. ever so friendly.. me? isolated dodo..
My surprise gifts..=...) touched. handmade card includes words from mummy!! as well as lil sis. and the cute precious moments figurine sitting in front of me now.. haha she's wearing a gown studded with stars and carrying a dog!! So me!! as declared by my sistaz.. I carrying Bibi!!
How can my celebration be complete without the silly dog? too bad can't bring him to the ceremony.. never mind, still got family portrait!
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
my princessy week...
ahhh... during C.H.O.I.C.E groupwork in June, i took the love language test and it showed mine to be "Gifts", meaning ling is a happie girl when showered with little gifts and notes. I rem when i was in sec sch and JC, my clique then liked to exchange little gifts and notes, and i'm always v happie to receive a note attached with a sweet little gift. Always made me a happie gal then, cos i love little surprises and the meaning behind each gift. i still have some of these gifts and notes from back then.
Since last week, i been pampered with little gifts from these sweet people in my life..
::at work::
Came to work feeling v sleepy (as usual) one morning and saw this on my table.. so sweet! a cute little box PQ and KF bought me to put my sweets in...
They even filled it with sweets and goodies!
I received this from a youth I was counselling that week as well.. soo sweet la..i'm especially touched by this cos i only just began to build rapport with this particular one. =)
I bought this little soft toy dog for myself from the newly opened Comics Connection across the road at 20% off cos it really reminds me of Bibi and it was calling out to me of the display window. heez. I have it to accompany me in lieu of Bibi during the weekdays!
Say hi to Xiao Bai!!
KF gave us GP mates a little gift each in the form of a little lunchbox of chocs and a scrapbook-notebook she made herself. she loves scrapbooking thats why!
my little lunchbox of chocs...
i swapped for the blue one with PQ cos she likes pink and i like blue! hehz..
my little cosy corner (taken by KF)
::remnants of GP::
Our GP head trying to clear up the mess.. haha
One of our rushed Mac dinners on GP parent-teen nites (sobx this could explain why i been growing rounder lately).. PQ ordered the Happy Meal and gave me the box. hehz. So reminiscient of childhood Mac days when i used to love to play the games and do cutouts of the Mac Happy Meal boxes! i dint know they still have the box!
Our rushed dinner...
::lovely flo::
my darlin' brought me out for my early bday celebration and we had our usual tradition of Fish & Co. at AMK Hub. i loved that outlet best. Best service and quality of food there!
Our traditional Seafood platter for 2!
...and Hot Fudge Choc Cake!
...and Jungle Freeze!!! How to lose weight like that??
Ling and Jungle freeze
Floooo and Jungle freeze
My bday gift from flooo.. Forever and Ever by Dior. It's v sweet and girly. I commented on its scent when i smelt it once on flo, and she went to get it from me when she was in HK thinking that it's not avail in Singapore (the salesgirl cheat her.. so bad!!). Thanks sweetie, for the effort!! Love love the scent.
Flo, we'll go on Forever and Ever yeah? grinz
Us at KTV.. another tradition!
Thanks gal for a lovely celebration and most imptly, for standing by me all these yrs!!=)
::and of cos, my dearest, darlingest family!::
Sumptuous dinner at Long Beach Seafood at Dempsey..
The room we were in "Prosperity".. Cos we were early, the very first guests in fact (thanks to mum's kiasu-ness hahaa) the management gave us this room overlooking the outside view. Think we are connected to the Botanic Gardens. Very nice.. I think the service was fabulous as well, cos also we are the only guests at that time! The manager even told us to expect a mini-Night Safari when night falls. Nonsense lor.. no animals at all.
i attempted to take a picture of myself with the view behind me.. turns out like i'm sitting in the middle of the greens! haha
mei wanted a similar pic when she saw mine. not so successful though.. hehz
us camwhoring while waiting for dinner to be served... hungreeeeeh!!
where's my food???
finally, the shark's fin was served..
much nicer than No Signboard in my opinion...
baby squids whh my sistaz love.
my fave kai lan cooked with lotsa garlic
the Star of the evening--Sri Lankan Chilli crabs!!! YUMZ!!!
with delish piping hot and crispy mantous
my mess...
we are all enjoying ourselves, fingers holding chopsticks is my 3rd sis...
she has to make a part of her body visible in every pic.. here's her hand holding the cup of tea.
we finished the evening with ice-cream from Serene Centre--from the one-and-only Island Creamery. I have heard much about this ice-cream cafe which serves ice-cream in local flavours like teh tarik and putu hitam and chendol.. it's like eating the dessert itself but in ice-cream form.
We had teh tarik, chendol, oreo chocolate, nutella and apple pie!
:: My Bday=)::
Had to work on my bday.. can't take leave cos i have to go down for counselling at my p sch.. booo... but my colleagues had a mini-celebration for me.. sweet! we all had a person-in-charge or IC in charge of celebrating the person's bday.
Above my desk the IC pasted this so the whole world knows.. i din't even notice this when i came in, cos my mind was full of my work for the day.. till someone came to wish me happy birthday. v touched.
(other pics are taken on office camera so will upload when the IC uploaded into the main office folder.. lucky they dint make me do too silly stuff.. phews..)
And what's sweeter than celebrating my special day with my family? My family is really sweet--we had like a 3-day celebration.. the Long Beach dinner, then steamboat at home on Monday, then cake-cutting on my actual day.
Arrrrhhhhhzzz!!! Going to murder the cake.. haha
Many thanks to all who made it special for me..=)
Since last week, i been pampered with little gifts from these sweet people in my life..
::at work::
Came to work feeling v sleepy (as usual) one morning and saw this on my table.. so sweet! a cute little box PQ and KF bought me to put my sweets in...
They even filled it with sweets and goodies!
I received this from a youth I was counselling that week as well.. soo sweet la..i'm especially touched by this cos i only just began to build rapport with this particular one. =)
I bought this little soft toy dog for myself from the newly opened Comics Connection across the road at 20% off cos it really reminds me of Bibi and it was calling out to me of the display window. heez. I have it to accompany me in lieu of Bibi during the weekdays!
Say hi to Xiao Bai!!
KF gave us GP mates a little gift each in the form of a little lunchbox of chocs and a scrapbook-notebook she made herself. she loves scrapbooking thats why!
my little lunchbox of chocs...
i swapped for the blue one with PQ cos she likes pink and i like blue! hehz..
my little cosy corner (taken by KF)
::remnants of GP::
Our GP head trying to clear up the mess.. haha
One of our rushed Mac dinners on GP parent-teen nites (sobx this could explain why i been growing rounder lately).. PQ ordered the Happy Meal and gave me the box. hehz. So reminiscient of childhood Mac days when i used to love to play the games and do cutouts of the Mac Happy Meal boxes! i dint know they still have the box!
Our rushed dinner...
::lovely flo::
my darlin' brought me out for my early bday celebration and we had our usual tradition of Fish & Co. at AMK Hub. i loved that outlet best. Best service and quality of food there!
Our traditional Seafood platter for 2!
...and Hot Fudge Choc Cake!
...and Jungle Freeze!!! How to lose weight like that??
Ling and Jungle freeze
Floooo and Jungle freeze
My bday gift from flooo.. Forever and Ever by Dior. It's v sweet and girly. I commented on its scent when i smelt it once on flo, and she went to get it from me when she was in HK thinking that it's not avail in Singapore (the salesgirl cheat her.. so bad!!). Thanks sweetie, for the effort!! Love love the scent.
Flo, we'll go on Forever and Ever yeah? grinz
Us at KTV.. another tradition!
Thanks gal for a lovely celebration and most imptly, for standing by me all these yrs!!=)
::and of cos, my dearest, darlingest family!::
Sumptuous dinner at Long Beach Seafood at Dempsey..
The room we were in "Prosperity".. Cos we were early, the very first guests in fact (thanks to mum's kiasu-ness hahaa) the management gave us this room overlooking the outside view. Think we are connected to the Botanic Gardens. Very nice.. I think the service was fabulous as well, cos also we are the only guests at that time! The manager even told us to expect a mini-Night Safari when night falls. Nonsense lor.. no animals at all.
i attempted to take a picture of myself with the view behind me.. turns out like i'm sitting in the middle of the greens! haha
mei wanted a similar pic when she saw mine. not so successful though.. hehz
us camwhoring while waiting for dinner to be served... hungreeeeeh!!
where's my food???
finally, the shark's fin was served..
much nicer than No Signboard in my opinion...
baby squids whh my sistaz love.
my fave kai lan cooked with lotsa garlic
the Star of the evening--Sri Lankan Chilli crabs!!! YUMZ!!!
with delish piping hot and crispy mantous
my mess...
we are all enjoying ourselves, fingers holding chopsticks is my 3rd sis...
she has to make a part of her body visible in every pic.. here's her hand holding the cup of tea.
we finished the evening with ice-cream from Serene Centre--from the one-and-only Island Creamery. I have heard much about this ice-cream cafe which serves ice-cream in local flavours like teh tarik and putu hitam and chendol.. it's like eating the dessert itself but in ice-cream form.
We had teh tarik, chendol, oreo chocolate, nutella and apple pie!
:: My Bday=)::
Had to work on my bday.. can't take leave cos i have to go down for counselling at my p sch.. booo... but my colleagues had a mini-celebration for me.. sweet! we all had a person-in-charge or IC in charge of celebrating the person's bday.
Above my desk the IC pasted this so the whole world knows.. i din't even notice this when i came in, cos my mind was full of my work for the day.. till someone came to wish me happy birthday. v touched.
(other pics are taken on office camera so will upload when the IC uploaded into the main office folder.. lucky they dint make me do too silly stuff.. phews..)
And what's sweeter than celebrating my special day with my family? My family is really sweet--we had like a 3-day celebration.. the Long Beach dinner, then steamboat at home on Monday, then cake-cutting on my actual day.
Arrrrhhhhhzzz!!! Going to murder the cake.. haha
Many thanks to all who made it special for me..=)
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