Has it been that long since I last wrote? My last entry was about my results with UOL!

Last night as I was youtubing "the vampire diaries" I suddenly remembered I have a blog. So here I am, three years later, very much alive and well.

Funny how things have come full circle. All those years and years of talking about finding a place of our own to call home, and here we are very much away and very much separated. I always thought as a couple we were very very lucky, no matter what life has thrown our way, we've managed to work around it and find ourselves in a better place. And I am grateful. Well nothing's changed, we're still finding ourselves a happier place in a different way. All for the better of us.

I'm full from a huge plate of pattaya. I'm feeling a little woozy. I think I'll watch some TV and go to bed.

these kinda things attract me, gushing over each other, romantic dinner dates, luxurious gifts, slow dancing, love songs, flowers. if those things has never been appealing to you, that's a shame. because i love being immersed in love. i love knowing another person is planning these things and thinking about me while planning them.

i am most definately a romantic.

it's over. this chapter is finally closed.

for all of you who thought i couldn't make the cut. major fuckeroonies to you.

thank you for believing. i wouldn't have made it without you.

thank you. merci beaucoup.

now i'll just have to decide how am i gonna handle 7 modules in one year. or maybe i should split them up. like three four or four three.

the boy was raving all about coffee club's garlic prawn pasta. and tonight we decide to have it again. home cooked style, my version. oh yes, and i bought cadbury hot chocolate. hot chocolate for chilly nights like this. with whipped cream like starbucks style. while we catch our favourites on cable.

Life just keeps getting better.

to feed all of you with a little information on what's going on in my life before I shuttle off again to another dimension.

i've been...watching la vie en rose, missing my friends, constantly putting important things on hold, becoming stupid, acting stupid, making fun of people, craving for fries, wanting to bake, falling asleep on phone conversations, having back aches, trying to figure out why my bag is always so heavy, sleeping with the lights on and living for the day.

i'm waiting for my break to be over. but incase you guys are worried, i've been great. i like the work environment at changi airport, but the smell of mackerdonalds and burgerking is making really me sick. nothing else is open at 2am in the morning and i wished my team leader had push me off for break at 4 because that's when mackers start serving breakfast. but for now, i'm stuck with good ol' fillet ol' fish.

i was just in the toilet and a lady beside me, started to pee and she farted damn loud and looong and i thought it's the end of it. but no. more bombing came. it sounded like a watery fart. i was so disgusted i wanted to puke so i ran back to macdonalds to save myself from the torture. i always thought for a lady to fart in public or even in front of their boyfriends was rather offensive. but oh well.

that's possibly the most exciting event for the day. now all of you know how boring my life is right now.

my days are getting increasingly crappy. my results are coming out soon.

if not, it's already out.

last night, we joined some friends for chocolate buffet at a lounge in fullerton.

we braved the rain and cold, but it was so worth it. my mouth was watering as I looked through the spread.

it was quite cool.


it was DEE-LI-CIOUS, fresh and tasty. prices were reasonable. the wait staff were excellent and helpful. nothing to complain about!

cheryl and nickee were supposed to join us but they decided to opt for more staple food eventually.

it was john and shereen's 6th year anniversary, so we were invited to celebrate the occasion with love's aphrodisiac-chocolate together. 6 years! i swear this two can go get married already, which both of them don't have the intention to. at all.

after the array of chocolate we had, those two love birds made plans to wait for the fireworks display to start.

so we sat by padang and took a million and one peektures, and enjoyed ourselves imparting our knowledge on life and what nots.

30mins of waiting and sam turned and feebly asked "dear, you really wanna watch ar?" and i replied "no, i'm not so romantic". in which he enthusiastically answered "OH DON'T WORRY, I'M NOT THE ROMANTIC SORT TOO!"

anyhoos we left them alone and hopped over to peppermint garden for a drink. john and shereen came over after the display, dustin and hazel came by shortly.

wine and champagne, peektures, lotsa glass clanging toasts, hugs and kisses flew everywhere at peppermint garden.

the night ended with a round of "teochew muay" at joochiat.

not the best in town, but it suited our need for it.



p/s: i am a hopeless romantic lah!

these last few weeks i’ve been a bit gloomy.

my constant efforts to socialise - to make sure that i don’t suddenly find myself caught in a slump - my night-outs, dinner parties, dates with sam, hanging out with girlfriends, buffets with the august babies, chocolate consumption… have not been as helpful as i had hoped.

ugh. i hate being so hormonal.

the boy has been so completely and utterly wonderful, gentle, wise, patient and loving. the other day, he came home from camp and walked through the door. i was cooking dinner in the kitchen. the moment he caught my eye, he knew i had a bad day.

despite my protest, he dragged me to ecp. we ate dinner. sat in a cafe. sipped hot chocolates. read the magazines. things were so perfect, that i had this sudden urge to cry.

the past two days i've been sleeping for 2hours

in which one was out of will.

that's bad.

i get up when sam goes to sleep and by the time i intend to go to sleep, he books out in about 2 hours.

anyways, it has been raining for days so i didn't wanna waste money on a "car" wash(btw there is no "car" wash at the kiosk!) and suggested we washed the vespa ourselves.

actually i washed. and he smoked and watched because i was stupid enough to bring down only one cloth.

but it was fun.

after getting up at 6am the today, i've actually decided to head out later and grab a cup of coffee and spend a little bit of time alone. to just absorb the sights and sounds around me.

coincidentally, an old friend from school, texted me an hour ago and told me, she couldnt sleep as well and that we should meet up real soon.

with time to spare, we decided to have breakfast at PS cafe at 9 and do some catching up.

pancakes waffles pancakes waffles pancakes waffles PANCAKES!