baby, catch my fever.

IM ALIVE.

hahaha. feeling especially perky since I had a good day today. Deciding to relish on how awesome my weekend has been.

Today. Got to work before 8AM, singing Home as I sashayed to work since I was totally early. Then work was pretty fun, physically tiring as per usual, chasing the kids around the place. Headed to Central @ Clarke Quay to meet Bryan for high tea at TCC. Yum yum licks. It was great meeting him to catch up before he begins jet-setting. Envious! He's heading to Aus, Japan then Taiwan.

The weekend was pretty good too.

Friday night was at Hsuzy's place having a steakout. Basically, we shared 2KG worth of beef between the 12 of us. All of us prepared a little somethingsomething as sides for the steak. I did a simple yoghurt dessert consisting of yoghurt, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries and cereal toppings. I did that because I was so damn sick of cooking since I've been doing quite a fair bit due to the 'festivities' (or reallly just plain ole' boredom). However, it was a really excellent recipe for very little effort. The recipe is really whatever you see in it, plus whatever cereal you crave for. and a teaspoon of honey.




Then sat came, got my nails done with Ade since my nails were beginning to look realllly shitty. My fingertips are now feeling sweeeeeeet in pink and my toes are feeling sexy in their earthy tone. Ade and I shopped and then we met up with Hsuzy and Gil and headed to Burger Shack to fill our tummies. their burger and fries were unbelievably yummy. I can't believe it took me so long to finally taste them. Then after, headed to Qing's place for some rockbanding till 2am. Excellento.

Sunday was a day of rest. I was woken abruptly from my beauty sleep by the deliveryman. And since I couldn't get back to sleep, I settled down in front of the TV and proceeded to watch three to four movies back to back. Three to four because one of the movies was so bad I left it running on the TV while i did other stuff. Not exactly being proud of my non-energy-saving methods but I was home alone and I hate it when the house gets too quiet. So anyway, the more memorable films were Charlie St Cloud and Sophie's Revenge (2009). I especially recommend Sophie's Revenge to anyone who loves arty dressed up setups and deliberate cartoonish transitions. This film is honestly the <3 in that aspect. Otherwise, it's a very nice lightweight romantic comedy that everyone will love. Also, you would have never known Zhang Zi Yi could effectively act in such a quirky role. Here are some pictures to whet your appetites, and hopefully you'd go catch it too. PS. I <3 the set.

brand new year, completely new beginnings.

I started the first two days of my 2011 SLEEPING like a log. haha. it has been good though. i really love my sleep.

It's been a great year; Finally graduating from NUS. Meeting Gilbert. Being closer friends to Ade and Mich. Still really firm friends with my secondary school mates whom i love so dearly. Celebrating Yul's 22nd birthday. Upgraded from owning scaly cold-blooded pets to a nice warm furry hamster.

Anyway, NEW YEAR RES 2011: in 2010, i couldn't tell a lie with a straight face. 2011, i will work on my 'i'm-completely-innocent' face. if all fails, i guess i'll just have to miaow for forgiveness.

Other resolutions:
Find a job/school.
Get that driving license.
Train my hamster.
Sew something (I am now the proud owner of a sewing machine goddamnit)
Start being more active, lest i become a jelly at the end of 2011.

yeah that's about it. okay bye.

And oft, my jealousy shapes faults that are not. ~William Shakespeare

This quote exactly sums up why I want to rid this stupid jealous malaise in me. I'm really quite weak at articulating my own thoughts and feelings, so I'm thankful for all the help I can get from google and these writers.

Jealousy.
I begin to see flaws in myself.
The self-doubt feeds.
I give up things I enjoy because I don't think I'm good enough.

On the other hand,
I regard the 'somebody' (who probably doesn't even know I'm jealous or envious in the first place) to have the ill-est intentions directed at myself, and have the lowest character ever.

In any case, these feelings are just unhealthy. I want to get out of it.

I have been feeling jealous/envious (or whatever that angry feeling is) for the past year towards this 'someone'. as much as i admire the person, I just can't help feeling bitter about that person's achievements, and more so, the lack of regard for my potential.

So i was trolling around the internet for quotes to put this horrible emotion into perspective. I found one that wasn't just witty but provided some insight as to how I could cast that feeling aside. Thought I'd just share it:

Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do not have value. Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point - that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you. There is only one alternative - self-value. If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved. You will always think it's a mistake or luck. Take your eyes off others and turn the scanner within. Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences. Put all the energy into building your personal and emotional security. Then you will be the one others envy, and you can remember the pain and reach out to them.
~Jennifer James

that's just what I will want to do. focus on my own projects, and quit counting the blessings of others. and on another note, stop waiting for others to value what i can bring to the table. i simply don't need anyone's approval to be awesome.

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Ethan just showed me the most wonderful site compiling beautiful photos of cats!

tomcats.tumblr

hello hello

hahah! i never know where to begin blogging because I can't even remember what I was blogging about before. Oh wait, I haven't actually been blogging anyway.

Oh well, decided to pen a post before this blog becomes stale. Nothing much's happening in my life right now. I started on an internship which I like to think of as wine. It's an acquired taste and perhaps I'd grow to enjoy and someday, even savour it. It's really quite a task to be able to be warm and welcoming, especially to kids. Being kids, they are already equipped to look so adorable and I just want to love them. But sometimes I'm not quite sure how to engage them. And that can be quite stressful since all these thoughts are running in my head. What should I say next that could be appropriate and understandable by these kids? And sometimes it is even scarier because the parents are looking on so expectantly, and I am just afraid to say something that might offend them or their child. :\ what if they cryyyyyy. :(

i hang around in the clinic in the mornings and then head to do admin stuff in the afternoon. It's cool, they have a SIPT conference coming up and I'm helping with operations-related stuff for it. HAHA. It's funny how I kinda always end up with some conference-related task. Referring to my last internship in a startup doing a conference for Singtel.

Oh, right now i'm also stressing over what to wear to work. I want to look smart yet lovable. hmmm..

okay toodles. im gonna go to bed. and hopefully when i wake up tmrw, i would be less lazy and bother to blog more. ha.

HELLO. sorry i disappeared for so long.

here is a post. about how i bought this awesome pretty LOVE bracelet from Bershka. which costed me a grand SGD16.90. I should seriously start DIY-ing my own stuff. zzzz.



easier said than done really. but really, 17 dollars for sth so flimsy is just so un-like me! (I tried flipping the photo, back forth right centre, to get the love-word right, and the photo turns out to be me upside down. lol. so i decided to just leave it as it is) My thoughts when I was buying it was that it will remind me to love love love. Suppose to work like the fad where people wore rubber bands with encouraging words embossed in them, to remind them to do/be that. haven't actually thought of the parameters of it, but i guess it's a good thing nonetheless. i had the best intentions when i bought it.

hms, but then again, the road to hell is paved with good intention. okay, i better figure out what I would mean by 'LOVING' everyday.

anyway, life's been fair. there's nothing much going on, except an awesome Halloween at Brotzeit, Suntec. It was really fun until the end of the night when I started puking my guts out because I drank and FORGOT that I ate panadol, because I have had been having some badass flu.

the 1L beer mugs, and food :D





the bunny, the madhatter and the devil.



the monster and i



yishu was there! she wasn't the joker.



marcus the jailbird


tinklebell is drunk on fairy dust.


i am guzzling here, but i swear i only had like one mug all night. :\ stupid panadol.


more photos from the night :)

















Profile-photo-worthy :):):) (but missing tinklebell)



Anyhow, i did want to do a make up look to look more dramatic.



and here's the actual look i copied off.



really sexy huh.

I didn't want to buy make up to specially do that look but yet i needed the colours to be bright, which probably couldn't be achieved with cheap make-up, so i improvised with sgd2.90 clown facepaint from holland v. The 'eye-shadow' looks a little wet (it was still wet then, and never really did dry). It was not too bad and would have looked decent in the night anyway.



so I tried the look the night before, just so that I would know if it would work or not, and whether I would get an allergic reaction to the paint, and not waste time the next evening because I had a tight schedule? well, i didn't have time anyhow.. hahahaha. good try though. Well, one thing that transpired from using the facepaint make up was that i really feel like buying the 88 eyeshadow palette from ebay. it's only USD10, and I think i can do so many pretty make-up looks with it... dreams dreams... one day i'll get it!

okay anyway, days late. gonna crash now.
:)

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken...

spent some hours to pass the time away
plucking strings to the tunes of Train
it's been a long time since i last touched Jane
as she sat by the desk collecting dust,
i reckon my skills have turned to rust.

To be clear, Jane is the name of my loyal and very dependable classical guitar.

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first my home, now even my extended families are all topsy-turvey.

damn everyone, I am not mad because everyone is acting all childish and irresponsible. I am upset because no one cares for my feelings. as if the things they do wouldn't affect me at all.

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I am not really fashionable. Since I was lazy in my dressing, I appropriately saw myself as being decently presentable with nothing too outlandish. But recently, I think i'm traipsing dangerously close to becoming a fashion disaster.

i am currently in the midst of searching for a backpack that would be suitable for work+play. backpack for work?! sounds quite disastrous! but... my poor shoulders are paying the price for my need to look pretty while i tot around carrying an oversized, overstuffed handbag. And G has been reluctant to carry my handbags for me! :( my bags aren't even flowery or tiny looking. He shouldn't be embarrassed since i carried a decent sturdy leather handbag, albeit a red one. Right?

The concession he makes was that I hooked my arm around the handbag whilst he carried it so it looks like I'm carrying it and he's hooking his hand around my bag. :/

I thought I needed a better solution, hence I decided to start looking for an appropriate backpack.

I think it's quite funny how I evolved from backpacks (remember Deuter?) in my secondary education, to a large tote bag during my tertiary days, then to oversized handbags in university, and now I am moving back to backpacks.

Anyway, I Googled, hit a forum and here are my options:
1.) Leather backpacks
2.) Black laptop backpacks
3.) Hybrid bag (because messenger bags are suitable for work but backpacks aren't)
4.) Funky backpacks (more appropriate for campus I think)

Interestingly, if I started carrying backpacks, G could start helping me carry them because they totally look like guy-bags and so he would never be embarrassed. Talk about killing two birds with one stone.