| Big Sista's Grad |

promised i'd do a lil post on my parents' trip to brissy for the big sista's graduation. here it is. someday, i'll be wearing the square hat too. *hee


::the reason why my parents took a 3-week vacation to Down Under::


::the big sista & brudder-in-law::


::mommy dearest::


::papa dearest::


::some rock for you?::


::good boy!::


::@ mount wellington::


::still @ wellington::


::think this was @ mount cradle::


::and this was @ melbourne::

| Juggle |

i have been extremely tired since the week started.

now i have more to cope with - God, work, study, family and pa tor with the boyfriend.

this really ain't easy. i'm SO tired juggling most of the time in the day with work and study and everyone's asking why i look so shagged.

now you know?

| Mine |

| Goodbyes |

just been to rabbi_robin's blog and his farewell speech made me cry.

i hate goodbyes.

just like last night on singapore idol, mathilda da silva got kicked out though she was the ONLY one who could sing. and the fact that she was one of the nice few classmates the second sista had back then in KC whom treated me well, made me even sadder to see her say goodbye to the singapore idol.

what is wrong with singapore?!

You Breathe - Nouveaux

a quiet place, faraway in the centre of my heart
sheltered by the solitutde, like my Daddy's arms
seeking and knowing i will find
rest in these weary eyes
leaving my deepest fears behind
under an endless sky
i lift my heart up high

and Father you breathe, and i hear You whispering
and Your mercy covers me
Father You breathe
and Your presence fills the air
and i find my solace there

here is where peace abides with all that I desire
You lay me down in luscious green to rest when I am tired
Savior You meet me where I am
here on this earthen floor
dying You gave me life again
emptied of all but love
and that would have been enough but

Father You breathe, and i hear You whispering
and Your mercy covers me
Father You breathe
and Your presence fills the air
and i find my solace there

| 17.08.2006 |

i finally found the urge to blog today.

you know i can never fathom the hearts and minds of aunties. despite their age, they still wanna compare and compete with young girls and expect the same treatment from their superiors, and when there's a difference, they explode.

madness.

rabbi_robin left early this morning, didn't have time, or rather, i was too late to say goodbye. but hey, if you ever read this, sorrie i forgot all about wishing you a safe trip and to have loads of fun in the states!

lateness.

i almost knocked down a motorist that day whilst driving in malaysia. it was sucha close shave, just a lil bit more and i would have claimed a man's life. the emotions were hard to hide, as soon as dad took over the wheels, i broke down big time. i almost killed someone. someone almost died that day because of me.

to elaborate more on this point, i'd like to advise all drivers, and to-be drivers to be careful everytime you're behind the wheels. you gotta be extra careful, extra alert, check your blind spot whenever you wanna change lanes and never speed. because when you're on the roads, you owe a duty of care to everyone who's on the roads, and everybody else's lives are part of your responsibility. dun learn driving just because you wanna wear short skirts and be seen at popular places in a car you're driving. and dun learn driving just because you wanna look cool wearing shades behind the wheels. this is LIFE we're talking about. grow up and stop learning if that's what you took up driving for.

carelessness.

for clarification purposes, the post prior to this one about the nail package that i'd unwillingly signed up, actually consists of like 12 pedicure sessions and a couple more other free credits which could be exchanged for other stuff. the package was worth the price but its just that, i wasn't ready to sign something like that, and moreover i didn't have the money to pay the full amount up front, which was what i was trying to complain about but have obviously failed.

*major eyeroll

the big sista and bro sent an email from brisbane just the other day. apparently, the night we went mambo, the big sista called, asked where i were, and dad told them i went clubbing. she said dad sounded upset. actually i knew that he was the night before i left, even though he said cheerfully to have fun and be careful. thus they wanted to gently remind me of the following:

1) light has no business with dark
2) everything we do speaks of Christ - is the Christ we represent one that is compromised? or one that is set apart and holy?
3) and finally, non-Christians (including our non-Christian family members) are always looking out for things to slime us with whether intentionally or on hind sight. we who are saved have a responsiblity to preserve and defend the name of Christ.

though our intentions are innocent, i have to admit that the Christ i represented, had unknowingly been compromised. thus i have decided, i am officially abstaining from clubbing. from now on, its gonna only be clean fun, activities done in the day, or even if its in the night, it shouldn't and will not be those after-dark activities.

and this is a promise i'm willing to make, for my Papa in heaven, and my papa on earth. i only pray that i will not fail.

| I Got Conned! |

ok, so here's how the story goes:

girl goes into manicure shop to check price. girl asks boy if he's willing to wait for an express pedicure, boy don't look too ok, girl thought "ok never mind, will do it another time". boy, as usual, tries to be sweet and says "ok, do it."

girl goes ahead extremely unwilling.

manicurist comes, looks at girl's toes and exclaims, "wah your toes very dry leh, why don't do full pedicure? very fast one, only 45 mins. i'll try to speed up for you." boy goads girl on and says, "ok up to you", (girl is actually waiting for boy to say "NO" but he just didn't understand girl's body language. *sighz).

during the session, manicurist tries to promote extensive range of spa treatment for the toes, (read: JUST for the TOES) with a very nice price tag of $130.00.

ok everyone, you may faint now.

girl tries to tell manicurist she simply does not have time to do stuff like that, but manicurist tries and persists and never gave up. finally, boy and girl stood firm and said no, too pricey for something just for the toes. manicurist gives up, or so we thought.

towards the end of the session, manicurist comes again, this time, to promote something else: their classic pedicure package. oh, the prices of the various packages were lovely, too lovely, i vaguely remembered i had to breathe, i was practically grasping for air!

manicurist was very clever, waited for the boy to be out of sight before she came on poor girl. she persuaded, encouraged, swindled and finally girl could take it no more, she agrees to a bloody $360.00 package!!!

ok, you all may faint again. you may curse too if you wish.

$360.00, what was i thinking???
where was the firm girl in me???
where the the girl who was all so resolved to save money for the future???

she died the minute she signed her credit card away.

thus, i conclude, credit cards are evil, manicurists are even more evil! *sobz

| Festival of Praise |

the annual praise and worship event for christians all over singapore to come together at the Indoor Stadium.

its been about 5 years since i last went, and though i am pretty certain i have never gone with the boyfriend before, he insists that we've gone together once in the early years of our relationship. i guess that must have been real early coz i have no recollection of it whatsoever!

anywayz, attended my first FOP when i was 12, oh God, that happens to be a decade ago!!! i'm like SO old?! oh yeah, i am THAT old already. =(

if my memory didn't fail me, it was the Hillsongs group from Australia leading the worship at that time. they were the ones whom made me fall in love with christian contemporary music at a very tender age. and if i didn't remember wrongly, it was at that event which also made me fall in love with sweet Jesus.

this year was the Christian City Church group, also from Australia, and Don Moen whom is one of the most established song writer and composer for christian music, whether comtemporary music or hymns.

on saturday before we went, i prayed for revival.

the event came and went but everything was still as smooth-sailing as before. and then i think, maybe its not that God didn't wanna give me a revival, but its a question of whether or not my heart is ready for that revival, that awakening. perhaps some where deep inside of me, i dun want that kind of revival because that would mean more functions/events at church, less time for myself, my own sinful desires.

i may have strayed too far away without realising it and now, just wanting to go back alone isn't gonna be good enough. its gonna take alot more than just pure determination. its gonna take a whole new santification process.

i'm gonna be needing lotsa courage especially, to venture into areas i've never been to before.

Father, give me strength.

| Disclaimer |

Disclaimer : This Blog was created entirely for my sole pleasure of writing. It is my web space to rant, rave, scream, and explode. It was not made with any intention to cause hurt, offence, grief, depression or injury to anyone i know or do not know. Any resemblance to actual real-life events, persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Names are not usually mentioned (unless under very rare circumstances), but you will not be stopped if you wish to do self-confessions here. Confrontations/accusations will not be entertained. In short, writing on this web space is MY prerogative!
READ @ YOUR OWN RISK

did you know the disclaimer on my blog could safely, but not totally, remove any duty of care, should anyone, whom after reading feels offended and decides to sue me for tort of negligence?

cool.

and because i do not usually mention names on my blog, i basically do not owe any duty of care to anyone reading it. unless of course the person gets paranoid and thinks he/she is/are the person/pple in question and decides to take me to court.
BUT then they would not have any case in any way because once the courts established the facts that i do not owe any duty of care to anyone, any damages/injuries incurred will not be deemed as foreseeable as far as i'm concerned, and hence the claim will definitely be rejected.

the wonder of law.

| Law |

tort - damage, injury, or a wrongful act done willfully, negligently, or in circumstances involving strict liability, but not involving breach of contract, for which a civil suit can be brought

this word has been coming up alot lately, in fact, ever since we started on our first subject, Business Law two weeks ago.

to be honest, i haven't got the slightest clue as to what is going on and the best part is: ASSignment's out. three questions, due on sept 13 (coincidentally our 5 year 4 months anniversary), 2,500 words.

so i've got approximately a month's time to cough out that amount of law. the number doesn't scare me, i've written alot more crap than that before, but read: its crap and not law, not thesis, not theoretics. which is part of the reason why i'm sitting here typing frantically, hoping to find some light at the end of the tunnel and wriggle my way out, especially since i've just been through the university's database not too long ago, and realised there's LOADS of reading to be done!!! therefore this give me reason enough to start freaking out now!!!!!!!

*screams

i'm SO lost. can anyone help me?

in addition to my freak-outs, my lecturer is this indian guy with a strong native accent, whom i so cannot understand. by the time i'm done deciphering his first sentence, i miss the next and so on.

how can i not worry??? how can i not freak out???

PLUS, what the orientation lecturer said keeps playing in my head: "The (Monash) University's standard will not be compromised".

*screams even louder

i shall try my best to remain calm until i go for my second lesson at the end of this week, and hopefully i'll see the light.

pray for me pple.

| My Very First Video |

finally, after a long long while. my very first video from youtube.com

| Tired |

i'm tired.

tired of squabbling day after day.
tired of fighting over things i can't even remember now.
tired of explaining,
tired of your suspicious mind,
tired of you standing me up,
tired of your nonchalent,
tired of your empty promises,
i'm just very tired....

i dun wanna think about it anymore...i dun wanna talk about it anymore...i just wanna be HAPPY!

can you give me that?

| Emotional Baggage |

i was there for the first time after one year.

the place felt very strange and foreign though it had only been a year.

coincidentally it was their second anniversary, and i wondered what their plan was this year round.

i kept asking the boyfriend if i should just drop by to say hi. i was after all, just downstairs having dinner.

when i finally had the boyfriend and his friend's support, i chickened out when i reached the highest floor.

all the past feelings and emotions rushed back in the instance i stood in the hallway. i couldn't, i still didn't have the strength to go back to the past.

that's one emotional baggage i thought i had let go.

the other i realised, was when i left the youth ministry 6-7 years ago.

i have to relinquish these 2 emotional baggages before i can finally be free and find true happiness.

and that is something i have to work out on my own, with the help of the closest people around me.

| My Serenity Prayer |

God, grant me the Serenity

to accept that The Boyfriend is going to club without me...
Courage to change his decision,
and Wisdom to know how to make him not go.

Living one minute at a time,
Enjoying his company at home with me,
Accepting his change in behaviour as a pathway to destruction,
Taking as i did, how i clubbed without him,
Not as i would have it.
Trusting that i did not fool behind his back,
But if he goes with his friends, it may just be otherwise.
That i may be reasonably happy with myself today,
And supremely happy in my sleep tonight.
Amen.

| The Decisive Force |

the word is OUT! ORD day is on the 28th of September 2006.

you know what i realise after close to 2 years of enduring irregular book-out days/timings, unpredictable weekends AND public holidays, badly scheduled duties, and most importantly, what the army teaches their boys??

read on to find out!

the army has taught mr. simplejunctionbox the following:

1. cannot/must not listen to their girlfriends, if they do, it means they are dogs and/or they have no mind of their own
2. to stand up for their ideas/thoughts/feelings; read: even if its WRONG
3. soldiers are tough men, even if their girls threaten and/or mean to break-up, they are cool enough to let go.
4. call their girlfriends BITCH and all sorts of hokkien vulgarity i can never learn to appreciate
5. to shrink their balls when pple with big crape are present

so MY response to the above are summed up in one sentence:

yes we allow freedom of speech, but once we say its wrong, its definitely WRONG so STOP trying your luck, ultimately, you'll be the ones crying when you see us in another guys' arms. girls like guys who care, listen and who follow what they say, who dare to question authority.

and that, my dear friends, was what we quarrelled about last weekend, and today. its making me such an unhappy girl, i just had to blog about it.

| I'm-Sleepy-And-Can't-Think-Of-A-Title |

its been awhile.

and my parents are finally gonna be back tomorrow.

the big sista graduated today, so proud of her! will be loading lotsa pictures when they're back.

many stuff to complain about:

1) the boyfriend's childhood friends SUCK big time.

group meets at 7.30pm thinking it will be dinner soon, but turned out birthday boy ends work at 8pm, we all got cheated as dinner will only be served at 9pm. let the wait in between happen to a fiesty girl running a temperature, and the outcome? needless to say, SCREWED of course.

that's IT for anymore birthdays/christmas celebrations with them.

Mr. simplejunctionbox, next time, you're on your own.

2) tried to be nice and pick the boyfriend up 2 nights ago but he pissed me off with a series of events, i could hardly breathe.

tried getting me to chauffeur 2 of his friends outta camp, in their stinking uniform, in my dad's car, with me driving.

and the outcome? needless to say again, i just happily drove off.

talk about "trying your luck", "they've helped me alot in camp", "its just a ride out" and blah, read: i DO NOT CARE.

i admit i'm sinister, but it was enjoyable watching the boyfriend's jaw dropped.

dear mr. simplejunctionbox, we've been together for 5 years. please tell me if its anything you've learnt at all, its gotta be DUN TEST YOUR GIRL'S PATIENCE coz i usually mean what i say.

no means no. period.

3) my pup is a real baby. he's starting his mood swings and has already gotten violent. still, i've got no complaints about him except STOP PEEING ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND AIM IN YOUR PEE PAN LIL BOY!!!

4) we're starting lesson this friday. its a totally new environment with a totally new subject. everything's good except ECP IS ALWAYS JAMMED AND I CAN'T DRIVE DOWN WITHOUT BEING LATE! *argh!

5) i need to sleep early, like right about now so i'll stop being grouchy.

goodnight.

| Forgiveness |

the greatest form of love is forgiveness.

i learnt this fact a long time ago in my teens, that it was precisely because of God's love for us that made Him want to forgive us, that made Him want to save us, and thus sent Jesus His Son to be the ultimate sacrifice.

i experienced this truth again when i confessed to my dad that i crashed his car. i called him in tassie and told him how i drove when i was under medication, and how i bumped and scratched.

he didn't want me to send it for any repairs. he said to wait for him to come back before doing anything.

knowing my father, that was his natural response because the three of us are his precious, dad always does things for us.

but what struck me the most was that he didn't yell at me. instead he asked if i was hurt and if i was feeling better after my fever.

i'm utterly touched.

| Crashed |

i crashed my dad's car.

i couldn't have been more duh than to drive when i'm on medication.

there's a dent and some paint came off.

i'm so dead.


::crash pic 1::


::crash pic 2::

enough said.

| Beetle |

i've always been infatuated with the Volkswagen Beetle, but ever since i saw a pink one outside Meritus Mandarin Hotel, i fell straight in love with it.

its the prettiest car that's ever been on the roads, and the only car that's got this effect on me. i simply adore that lil car.

i'm gonna be saving for it, i wanna drive it one of these days, and most importantly, i wanna own it. hee =p

so Mr. simplejunctionbox, you can forget about your Mini Cooper. if its any car that i'll be buying in the future, its gotta be the new Volkswagen Beetle.


::*melts::


::look @ its beauty::


::see how pretty it is?::

| Stay Home |

my third parallel parking since i got my class 3. its cool, i think. haha!

my parents are leaving for aussie, and are gonna be gone for the next half a month. i'm doomed with the pup. he's gonna miss my dad like BIG time. i cannot even begin to imagine.

its gonna be more walks with the pup, home dvds and more stay-home activities for the next two and a half weeks.

the boyfriend says its good for the pocket, i can't agree more.

| Larvae |

received a mail at work today that totally freaked me out - a breast with larvae living in self-made homes - holes. even the nipple was eaten up. just white worms, living in black holes made outta the breast.

*shivers

its sick. you should see the picture and your hair will stand everytime you think about it.

pity its stuck in a word file and i can't save the pic. besides the boyfriend said i shouldn't post it online, it will gross me out further, which is so true.

forget about the picture....forget...

| Broke |

i declare, i'm officially broke.

turned out not just $103.00, but plus a few more other hundreds.

no more retail therapy for the next month, the following month and the following following month...

the boyfriend got called back for duty again, on my weekend.

and the boyfriend also murdered a baby lizard. that's so mean can?!

which is why dear all, please keep the lil lizard in prayer.

| Result of Preview |

outcome of yesterday's exclusive mango sale preview: fantastic
amount of time spent in there: 45mins
no. of pple disturbing me: none
no. of shoppers in the arena: approximately 20
no. of tops bought: 3
no. of bottoms bought: 1
total amount spent: $103.00
after-feelings: i'm still a mango girl. =p

in addition to my already-bursting wardrobe, the amount was harmless, but i need to stop spending and start saving all over again.

the darn lappie, my one biggest investment ever - $2,500.

| Mango Sale |

Just for being a MANGO VIP Card holder, you are invited to our exclusive sale preview.

Wednesday 21st June from 12pm - 8pm*

*Event is exclusive to MANGO VIP card holders and invitation card must be presented on entry. Invitation valid for one entry only.

so that's where yours truly will be heading down after work today. not that i'm still a mango addict like a few years ago, but i'm just curious how the turn out would be.

i'm keeping my fingers crossed that my pockets would be spared from being burnt.

and the sale opens to public tomorrow! so girls, prepare your credit cards!

| Mentality |

person 1: hi wylyn! long time no see, go where?
me (with obvious change in voice) : on MC
person 1: for 2 days?
me: *nodding head
person 1: dun bluff lah
me: yah yah, i'm actually not sick, i begged the doc to gimme 2 days mc
person 1: really ar?
me: *major eyeroll and walks away

person 2: so long never see you, on leave ar?
me: no, on MC
person 2: oh issit?
me: oh i bluff one. i actually begged the doc to gimme 2 days mc
person 2: HUH?! *in shock
me: *major major eyeroll and walks away

what is wrong with all these pple? i dun get it. they have such strange mentality thinking i delibrately skipped work or something. i'm sick and dying, HULLO which part of my body language tells you i'm bubbly and healthy?!

and i have this auntie who gets upset whenever i'm on leave or on MC and i dun inform her. HULLO, you're not my boss! the way we work here, i'm accountable only to my boss, and if he's not around, the sickening goldfish. you're not even in my "List of People to Inform During Absence From Work". i could be nice and let you know, but why should i when you dun even bother letting me know of your whereabouts? and honestly i dun care either if you dun come or not. its really none of my business, my work does not evolve you.

crazy.

then everytime gimme attitude, what is there to be angry about?

respect you say? my ASS.

| KL trip |

ok the post that is long awaited. ahaha! 2 months overdue, but hey, better late than never!

so on april 22 we left on a morning coach via the second link into malaysia. first trip without my parents, first independent trip.


::all smiles in the coach::


::our home for the next 2 nights, but dun be fooled by its appearance, its really not that fantastic::


::headed straight for this on the first night - my favoruite portugese grill, oh its amazing!::

we also went for the frog porridge the same night which was equally good, but difficult to eat. i can't seem to find the picture anywhere though. oh well, never mind.


::day 2 - rise and shine! our couple wear for the trp ahaha::


::headed for KL's chinatown early in the morning to find that they only open at 11am, BUT i managed to get a slipper @ RM8 and 3 pairs of earrings @ RM5. its a steal i tell you!::


::then on our way to the train station where it'd take us to KLCC, we passed by a pet shop and i just got magically attracted into it, the pups were so adorable, they made me miss my pup so much!::


::see?::


::in the train station::

before i go on, i just have to pause and tell you what happened at the train station.

so it was our first time there in malaysia's train station, but it was very much like our local train stations before the ez-link card came along where we had to put the flimsy card into the machine and then it'd pop right back up.

BUT the boyfriend was so innocently silly, he saw the words on the machine saying "Tap and Go", and he did exactly that, thinking its like our ez-link card system here. coincidentally, the machine's door he "Tapped and Went" was open because it was spoilt or something and he happily went through thinking what he did was correct.

when it came to my turn, i was on another machine, and i followed what the boyfriend did. but my machine, which was working fine, refused to barge. we created quite a commotion until one of the officer saw and shooed the boyfriend back into the gantry and showed us that the card must go into the machine, then the door will open, then we'll take the card back.

*rofl

i couldn't stop laughing after that because the boyfriend was really so "clever"!! ahahahahahaha


::the boyfriend in the train smiling so happily after his blunder::


::then it was finally KLCC::


::my super-duper lok-kok dressing. according to my parents, i had to dress as down as possible so that i wouldn't attract any unneccessary attention::


::the boyfriend acting silly and spas again::


::all the way from singapore, we just had to take the twin tower::


::one normal shot of the boyfriend::


::another spastic shot of the boyfriend - but this i have to say, is pretty creative::


::myself outside the KLCC::


::and this was what we had for lunch - Fish in Manhattan::


::my prawns on fire =p::

at KLCC, i bought 2 pairs of heels, 1 mambo top and pouch, and ate alot alot. hee =p

then the 3rd and final morning before we headed back home with our afternoon coach, we had breakfast at 3 different places. first was at our own hotel.


::this was the second place::


::and finally, this was the 3rd and best place for breakfast::

and with that, it ended our 3 day adventure. we got home safe and sound in one piece thank you very much, but i fell sick the day after i got home and was on mc for 2 days. like how i am on mc again.

*sniff

| Done |

and i'm done with the DVC book!!! it was last night though.

i was and still am on medication, thus wasn't well enough to blog.

*sniff

| DVC - Book |

currently at chapter 45 of the DaVinci Code, i still have 60 chapters more and an epilogue before i finish the 592 593 pages thick book.

i haven't had the time like i had for Memoirs of a Geisha, (i finished that in 5 days whilst working), except for today - my boss is on MC. just 2 days ago, i was on MC, and now its his turn. i feel bad. could it be my virus? because technically, i'm still recuperating and virus then are the most active.

that aside.

had borrowed the DVC from a friend who has a wide collection of books. its been in my possession for close to 2 weeks and i'm nowhere near half. what a shame. and now this friend has left for nepal for some mission work, i'm gonna force myself to finish this book within the 10 days that he'll be away, and return it when he comes back.

in this way, it will not look bad on me.

so slow.

| Can you Spot the Difference? |

hahahahahaha! can you guys tell? come on, its SO obvious! =p

the boyfriend is looking at neither of the two cameras!!!

*rofl

| Sorrie |

a whiff of the salty sea air in the night...

i'm sorrie.

let's not quarrel again?

i get scared sometimes, i just want assurance. dun wanna waste time anymore, dun wanna waste anymore of my life.

| Life Goes On... |

if you'd just admit it, this would not have happened.

i wasted 5 years.

i will be so strong, you wouldn't even recognise me. my life will go on without you.

| Go There With You |

my favourite song, the ultimate love song.

Go There With You
by Steven Curtis Chapman

I know you've heard me say these words before
But every time I say "I love you"
The words mean something more
I spoke them as a promise
Right from the start
I said death would be the only thing that could tear us apart
And now that you are standing on the edge of the unknown
"I Love you" means I抣l be with you
Wherever you must go

CHORUS
And I will take a heart who's nature
Is to beat for me alone
And fill it up with you, make all your joy and pain my own
No matter how deep a valley you go through
I will Go there with you
And I will give myself to love the way Love gave itself for me
And climb with you to mountian tops
Or swim a raging sea
To the place where one heart is made of two
I will go there with you

I see it in your tears, you wonder where you are
The wind is growing colder and the sky is growing dark
Though it's something neither of us understands
We can walk through this together if we hold each other's hand
I said for better of for worse I'd be with you
So no matter where you're going
I will go there too...

CHORUS

I know sometimes I let you down
But I won't let you go
We'll always be together

| My Journey |

3 nights ago, a friend sent me a testimony of how he got to know Christ. it talked about the 10 years journey it took him to finally find God. it was most touching, and indeed, i teared after reading it.

we're actually quite similar, the friend and me. and immediately i felt a connection.

i guess in all my 489 posts in this blog, i'd never once written about my early years as a christian in depth. well perhaps its time i start penning it down.

i realised the existence of Jesus when i was as lil as 6. despite my parents being both buddhists, they sent the 3 of us to a catholic school. all 3 of us did our primary and secondary education in the same school, and that was when it all started.

in school, they had regular masses, and we always said grace before and after meals. there were also weekly catechism classes for catholics and for those who were interested in knowing more about God. all those had shaped my thoughts and beliefs and slowly, i found myself distancing from buddhism.
whenever i asked my parents about how buddhism came about, they weren't able to explain their faith to me, couldn't tell me the origin and how their god and worship came about. i thought it strange, but never questioned more than i was already told.
as the years went by, i'd learnt more and more about God and Jesus, and even Mother Mary. i was even more determined to know more about Them. i stopped going to the temples with my mother, and started going to church, occasionally with my grandmother, who was a devout Catholic, and most of the time with my big sister, whom was more into the Christian faith, and whom i also became very much like.

we started with Faith Community Baptist Church (FCBC). i was 12, and it was after my PSLE. it was a very charasmatic church and i felt uncomfortable with all of them jumping to the music in worship to the Lord. and worse of all, i couldn't understand how Christians actually do not pray to the Virgin Mary! in all my 12 years then, all i remember ever being taught was that Mother Mary would intercede to God and Jesus for us whenever we prayed, for she was after all, Jesus' mother. furthermore, i also thought after Jesus was raised, Mother Mary followed suit. but when my sister told me to check against the Bible, i couldn't find any record and i knew then, that all i had ever been taught in primary school weren't the whole truth. i struggled with this fact for a long long time, i finally decided to join my sister in bible study lessons because i wanted to know more about God, Jesus and if possible, Mother Mary.

we attended FCBC for awhile, until one day, my sister said there was a prophet who was coming to town and invited my entire family there. is prophet the right term? he did, after all, lay hands on me and prophesized about how i would be, if i had been a faithful disciple of Christ.
i've been searching for that tape that recorded down his exact words, and my sister even wrote it out for me. i haven't been successful though.
amidst the words i could vaguely remember, "Thank you Lord, that her studies are well, that she will do her parents proud. things that her mother never thought she'd be capable of. thank you Lord that she will soar on eagles' wings, she's gonna do great things."

and i thought i would really do great things. i guess that was not to be. not now at least.

after FCBC, my sister decided she wanted to change churches, being young and ignorant, i tagged along. her piano teacher was an Adventist, and she was the one who brought my sister to the Seventh-Day Adventist (SDA) Church everyone claimed was a cult.
things weren't so bad when we got there, in fact, things were even better and i enjoyed the quiet service they had, which was very much like the average Catholic Church. that was where my Bible knowledge grew, and that was also where i'd learnt the most. i was 13 going on 14, a blooming teenage girl where crushes and infatuation were the norm.

somewhere in the midst when i was 15, i decided it was time to get baptised. my parents didn't agree of course, because although they gave us the freedom to choose whatever religion we might like, they weren't ready for their baby girl to get baptised. i pleaded and i begged, and finally my dad gave me the green light, i was delighted! but my focus on the Lord would sadly be short-lived.

a filipino guy, whose name i won't mention, was my crush. he was 22 when i was 15. that was a good whole 7 years of difference in age and race, but crushes and infatuations knew no boundaries. he drew me further away from God, i became distracted. slowly, my attendance for any events were whether he was there or not, rather than for God. it was bad, but the feelings during pyberty were strong, it consumed the rational side of me. not long after, he and his family had to leave for the States. they were missionaries, and hadn't a stable home. their 3 years stay in singapore was up and had to move to another place where they were needed more. i was so upset when he left, and so upset i would never see him again. but it was good in a way, i
could now go back to being the christian i had always wanted to be.
at that time, my sister left yet again, to my present church, an Anglican church. but i stayed on for another year or so. only when i felt my growth in the Lord had turned stagnant, i left too. i didn't stay on because i wanted to wait for that guy, i knew it was impossible even if he came back. and i thank God we haven't crossed paths after so many years. his deep blue eyes were the loveliest i had ever seen, and i'm sure if i saw those eyes again, i might just be swept off my feet.

*lolx i'm just kidding. i'm sure he's old and happily married with a child or so now.

eventually, i left the SDA community with a heavy heart, and i decided henceforth, that i would take a break from going to church, until i was ready. i was 16 then.

after a few months, i joined my sister in my present Anglican church now and stayed on ever since, though she now attends another anglican church with her husband-to-be.

i joined the youth and became very active in many areas. camp, retreats, street evangelism, outings, crusade etc. met yet another bunch of guys whom i became pretty close with, but like i mentioned before, not intimate enough to become an item. the youth pastor didn't quite like the fact i was always the centre of attraction and tried to 'banish' my friendship with many of them. they picked on the silliest things like my dressing. naturally i became angry and decided to drop it off once and for all. i went back to the main adult service.

in the end, the Reverend at that time thought the youth was growing in a wrong way, they looked up to their youth pastor more than they would to Jesus and decided unanimously to break up the youth community. they objected and left to set up their own church. their charasmatic worship and manner also found it hard for the church elders to accept.

things became peaceful once again, until after my 'o' levels, where i had to find a temp job to fill my time. that was when i met my fiance. i was 18.

he was the reason why i distanced away from God too. and to be completely honest, he's still one of the many reasons why i haven't been able to get my relationship with the Lord back on track. my disappointment in people through out those early years of my young faith also left a scar, i'd been afraid to go back.

so now, 5 years later, i'm still with him. he's now attending church with me, but we haven't found a cell yet. when we do, will i be able to burn for the Lord once again, just like old times?

| Fathom |

its hard to fathom one's heart. even i dunno what goes through my head anymore.

further studies. overseas or local?

i've always wanted to go aussie for my degree, but i guess being in the country that we are in, unless our family has loads of spare cash, that idea simply wouldn't work out.

but money isn't the issue here.

we've talked about it. i guess i could, but i often ask myself if i'd be strong enough to do so. leaving my family, my pup, and even the boyfriend behind. and if i had a nice bunch of friends, would i be able to leave them all behind?

i can't.

i mean, how many are willing to step outta their comfort zone, to experience something totally alien?

which is why i still chose to do my studies here eventually.

received my offer letter today, 5 exemptions. double major. mid-july.

i'm finally gonna be a student again after close to 2 years.

thank you. =)

| My Space |

there was a fight. i raised my voice.

because of your f**ked up friends, i have give up my date with my friends?!

you can't keep doing this to me.

you need to give me a life and my own space.

forgot how bad things turned 2 weeks back?
their idea of a midnight movie and supper @ geylang?

.CMI.

| ORD Lo |

i guess it must be the happiest day of their lives when the PINK IC is returned to them. Welcome Back to Civilian Life!


::the whole bunch of 'em::


::can you see what the ORD boy is holding in his hands? 11B & Pink IC?!::


::the happiest of 'em all::



::the stupid russian hat which captivated all::


::lastly the couples::

| Island Life |

i know this pic is bursting outta my blogskin, but i'll be changing to a new skin tomorrow, so just bear with it ok? nitez everyone! *yawnz

| The Terror |

the terror is here again.

the boyfriend says i'm not myself.

but why should i be when they always do the behnd-closed-doors act?

*pui

gotta go, i'm rushing for some ORD celebration. *lolx

| Da Vinci Code |

am finally able to blog on my new lappie.

anyway about the movie on tuesday night. it was after a long wait and massive negotiations with the boyfriend's army-mates on the day and time.

*sigh

boys.

so prior to watching the movie, i've heard what the story was all about and that many Christians' faith around the world have been so shaken that many religious groups in the world, including singapore, tried dissuading the authorities to ban this movie from screening here.

that aside.

in all honesty, my goose bumps kept rising, and my hair standing in most parts of the movie.

the author tried to used actual events and characters in history, to support his claims and absurd imagination. it was brillant of him in this aspect, but he certainly not have enough facts to pull off this stunt.

they talked about some power that will only be released when a man and woman unite (e.g. sex), with the whole
congregation watching. that's orgy as far as i'm concerned, and obviously associated with the occult, satanism and the Devil worship.
so then tell me, how righteous is this group of people indulging in some secret sexual rituals as such?!

blasphemy. indeed.

and fyi, there is no gospel of Philip. there is also no gospel of Mary Magdelene, or Thomas, or Mary for that matter. there is also no Holy Grail and no "royal bloodline". and even if there were, there must be a reason why at the final compilation of the different books, the Bible only has 66 books, not more, not less. remember, in all that we were taught, everything happens for a reason. and you would think God had no involvement in this matter?

NO.

there is only one God the Father, together with God the Son and God the Holy Spirit in the Holy Trinity. when God the Son was on earth as a mortal man just like every one else, He had God the Father's divinity in Him which was why He was able to perform so many miracles. He was not a mere man. He was God.

i've read about Gnosticism, about the Knights' Templers, Priory of Sion and even the Essene Scrolls and each of what i've read have their own versions of "truth".

i admit whilst reading those, i've been rather disillusioned. but the more i read, the more i knew if those were the "facts" they claimed were true, then where is the consistency???

one book says Jesus and Mary had a daughter, the other book claimed they bore a son. worst still, there were some who claimed they had 3 children in fact and that Jesus did not die physically when crucified, but only a 'spiritual death'?!

these pple completely have no idea what they're talking about.

utter rubbish.

there can be a million and one claims and none of us will ever know if its true or not, unless we ourselves believe in that truth.

so i guess this is where romans 10:17 comes in.

"so then, faith comes by hearing, and hearing from the word of God"

| Memoirs |

i wanna get a nice beach mat, soon.

and i also wanna change my blogskin. maybe do a skin on my own. nah, dun have the time.

i've been late for work consecutively since last wednesday. i am the most screwed up staff ever.

work aside.

i've finished the oh-so-precious-and-expensive book that the boyfriend's friend had lent to me him. before i go on about how i feel about the story after having watched the movie and read the book, i must say how hard i've tried to keep the book as clean and as new as i possibly could. i tried not to hurt the poor pages by giving any dog-ears. and when i was told i mustn't stretch the book too wide, i knew somehow, the book must have a life on its own, for if i had done so, the book would scream in pain and scared the daylights outta me. i tried, i really did. please believe that i've tried so hard i almost burst into tears when i found the back cover and a few pages before the back cover with a couple of dog-ear marks.

i'm terrible sorrie!!!

its a good book, though i found it hard to believe the characters and story were entirely invented. how can it not be true? nevertheless, geisha's aren't that glamourous ever all huh? they undergo training practically all their lives just to end up with their virginity up for bidding. so sad lor.

alright, enough of being sappy. i'm tired and i wanna go home NOW!!!

| Pairs |

i still owe a post on my KL trip.

but i need to say something.

isn't it amazing when things come in pairs? it just dawned upon me that God is so clever, creating us, wherever necessary, in pairs.

let me illustrate my point:

weak left + healthy right eye = me

see? pairs complement one another. just like i'm a right-hander, so my left hand is more retarded in one sense or another. but together, it makes a good pair.

God is good, He's so clever, i guess that's why He's God and not us.

| Latest |

i've finally decided i'll blog today since my boss is on leave the entire week. have also realised how much i had missed out on writing e.g. Mother's Day, my new glasses, swimming, youth service @ church, dinner for dear's family, fixing the com etc. and i figured, if i still don't make an effort to write about it, i may as well forget it forever! so here i am.

1) My Boss in on a week and a half's leave starting from last tuesday. and he hadn't left me any work to do despite my countless hints on how bored i'd be. so i managed to find something to occupy myself - i've been helping my colleague bind books. hey that's an easy job, and who's to say that isn't tedious and time-consuming?
and in addition to that, i've also brought a book to entertain myself - Memoirs of a Geisha. i finally managed to get the book, the boyfriend borrowed it from one of his army friends. only constrain about this book lender is that i mustn't open the book too wide for fear of stretching and spoiling the oh-so-precious-and-expensive book. *sigh
of course i'm not allowed to be openly reading whilst at work, so i've been craning my poor neck like a primary school girl trying to finish her favourite story book as soon as she cans during the boring lessons in class.

number of days boss on leave: 7
any forms of entertainment: Memoirs of a Geisha
any "actual" work: book-binding

2) Vesak Day and Mother's Day on 12th and 14th May respectively, i had
followed my family to the temple for vegetarian food in the morning before i went off on my own to scout for a decent prezzie for the boyfriend. fortunately on the public holiday itself, he had duty and thus had to stay behind to serve the nation.
i've always liked vegetarian food, so whenever the opportunity arises, i will follow them to the temple to feast on it. but this year, it was a lil disappointing. there was no soup, which happens to be my favourite. nevertheless, the wide spread was good enough, really.

yes, and all the question marks must be forming in the heads. why would a Christian girl go to the temple for vegetarian food? issit allowed??? well, perhaps it ain't a question of whether it was allowed to or not, but rather, what we believe in our hearts. you see, faith is trusting something you do not see (romans 10:17) and yet still believing in it.
i honestly do not know what are the buddhists' belief in taking vegetarian food on vesak day, but i do know that vegetarian had been God's original, intended diet for us humans until adam and eve screwed up and sinned against God. that aside, though those food may have been prayed over before serving to the table, if i only have my own God and Saviour in my heart and nothing of the idols, then i am free from all those prayers prior to the serving. which means, its still food, served just like anywhere else. and that temple which we had gone to, they serve the food outside, away from the main hall where devout buddhists offer incense and chants, so as far as i was concerned, it was safe for me.
so i left and gone to town to look for the prezzie which took me almost all day before i finally found it on my way home. and afterward, my sister and i decided to treat my mom to dinner @ Soup Restaurant. none of the guys were there, not even dad. so it was like our lil own all-girls' nite out! hee=p
it was just a simple dinner because unlike other families, my family always ate together, so to us, everyday is Mother and Father's Day.

number of feasts that day: 2

3) following that, somewhere in mid-week, i had taken half day leave to drive into Johor with my parents as you would have read earlier on. well but that aside, i really miss the times we would all just drive in one lazy afternoon and spend the day just eating and eating there. =)

agenda in Johor: EAT!

4) swimming. suddenly conscious of a lil bulge, i became extremely athletic and decided i had to do something about it. and my favourite exercise: swimming. so i dragged the boyfriend during his nights' out and got him to swim with me in the night. it was so cold, but because i was so determined, i had to carry on. and so we did, first night was 10 laps. and the second was 14. big jump, but we'd slowly work our way until we reach 20-25 laps.

no. of laps so far: 14
no. of laps to be achieved: 20-25

5) Youth Service @ church last saturday, there was a warm feeling going back there though all the people are now different. but there was no doubt we felt strange. to begin with, we were like the oldest people around and it didn't feel like main service. maybe when people grow and mature, they gradually become suitable for certain things more than others, and i guess that was how it went. well but, we'll see.

6) straight after the service we got back home to prepare dinner. i had earlier told the boyfriend's mom i felt like making dinner and asked her in the cutest most manja tone if i was allowed to do so and she returned my sweet smile by saying yes. we stopped by for grocery shopping before heading back. my dear was a great kitchen assistant, like how all the palace maids were on Da Chang Jin. *lolx
so with his help, i made Sesame Chicken (and added the tonic wine, DOM to it), Silver Coin Toufu and fried the leftover prawns and minced meat together with the xiao bai cai and my favourite golden mushrooms. aunty was so kind and kept asking how i made those. because while i was done with dinner, i was still busy preparing a lil snack for supper - Fishcake or Fish Patty, however you like to call it. i had a sudden urge for it so i decided i was going to make it for all of them to eat. it was no easy job though, mincing the fish meat and mashing the
potatoes. but when you eat it, hmmmmm the orgasmic feel, aaahhhhh undescribable. its a personal favourite you see. hee =p

7) and lastly, i just fixed the new com last night. well, what can i say? i wanna wash my hands off totally when i sell the old one and get myself a lappie.

and guess what? finally my new glasses are done and i'm waiting to go collect them this weekend! decided to go for a change since my current one is plastic. this new one is metal. heh heh, and guess what? its pink!!! not bright pink but a much mellower shade. nice. i'll show it off once i get it! =p

| Forgot |

::forgot to post this one pic that we got someone to take for us @ Equinox::

| 18.05.2006 |

fine, for the record, i drove into malaysia yesterday. their roads were uneven and bumpy, and road signs messy and confusing. i had a hard time differentiating which road led to where.

it was better driving on australia roads. the roadsigns were much clearer and traffic weren't so heavy. only thing was, their roads were mostly very hilly with steep slopes.

yah, what nonsense am i blabbering about?

local roads? yup, the best so far? maybe its because i haven't driven to many places yet.

my point is, i got my class 3 after a long while, and i'm glad i finally got it because i worked hard for it. why should i allow myself to be affected by what some LC pple say about lady drivers?

you're a man, moreover your job requires you to own at least a class 3 license and yet you dun even have. when it comes to retrenchment, i'm certain you're on their number one list, why because you do not even have the basic pre-requisite required of this job. you're pathetic.

laugh about pple? think before you do that. you dun realise how precarious your situation is. if or when the CEO hears about it, either you have to get your license on the first go, or you're fired.

either way, you're at the losing end. laugh at pple somemore, you'll be the first to die.

you see how mean some pple are???

they poke fun, laugh and sarcastically talk about lady drivers and exaggerate the kind of massive jam that lady drivers cause. i reckon its because they don't feel good about themselves therefore they try so hard to put pple, who are alot better than them down.

well what can i say?

L.O.S.E.R

penned @ 1342hrs
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why are some girls not afraid of telling their age? well i for one am.

not that i'm ashamed of growing old, but i prefer it when pple guess, think, assume and are certain that i am yoonger than my actual age. its a compliment. dun you think?

i'm just frustrated. at what? i dunno.

maybe i woke up at the wrong side of the bed.

*blahz

penned @ 1421

| We Have a Baby... |

oh yes its true!!! its our child, except that its not our flesh and blood. its a teddy bear, haha!
that was the second of my 5th anniversary prezzie from my loving dear.

the teddy bear, originally named Princess (because we didn't have much time to think of a better name so yeah. duh i know but......) we've changed her name to Phoebe, because dear says he likes the name. and that will be the name of our first child, if it so happens to be a girl. *hee

we got her from Esplanade, this shop called Cool Bears Workshop, i think. she had to go through a "hug-test", where i had to decide if she was stuffed up enough, or if i wanted her to be harder.
then they measured her weight and height, and i even gave her a spa treatment to make her more fluffy by hair-drying her. *hee and then we got her clothes, they're real pretty! i had so much fun, especially picking her outfit and dressing her up! oh oh and i even got her a pair of pink shoes to match her pink outfit, she's sucha doll!


::see how adorable?::


:ma princess gal::

and while in the midst of all these, dear was busy writing a love note to me where he'll stuff it into the teddy bear, and wait for me to pull it out. and then, at the end of it, we prepared a birth certificate for her, with her ID number and birthdate and all. i was sucha happy girl that night!
but my poor dear had to pay so much for our lil child. it came close to a hundred bucks! BUT it was well worth it because i've promised to love her like my own. *blush

so she's happily sitting on my bed now even as we speak. that cute thing. even my pup was so jealous of her and kept wanting to bite her head off. haha!

wait, let me tell you where we went for dinner prior that night. dun faint huh?

dinner was @ Equinox Restaurant, seated on the 70th floor right at the top of the Swissotel. though i had an idea it was gonna be there, i didn't quite believe it until we were there.



i had been there before when i was a lil gal. alright, maybe not that little, say about 10 years old? my dad brought us all up there for a sumptuous buffet lunch one sunday afternoon, and i remembered how clearly we could see the whole of singapore then. now a decade has passed and the hotel has somewhat undergone a revamp and also a change of management, but still the magnificent view remains.

awesome.


::view from the top::


::second view from the top::


::our durians::


::didn't know how to switch to night mode, so this is the best liao::

the daytime was nice. when dusk came, the view was even better. the dim lighting created by the candlelights gave a romantic ambience. moreover to be accompanied by all the colorful skycrapers, dining side by side with them, dear and i had sucha wonderful time there.

first up, their bread. fresh from the oven, it was still warm when they served it.


::can't wait to get my mouth on it!::


::my handsome boy::

then for dinner, i had the set meal, while dear had a-la-carte because he wanted to try their specialty.

my set dinner consists of:

Marinated Hiramasa Kingfish
Pickled Carrot and Fennel, Tomato, Lemon Dressing


Cream of Salsify
Crayfish Brochette, Black Truffle Chantilly, Chervil

Pan-Seared Foie Gras with White Sesame Seeds
Banana Merah Salsa, Grilled Brioche Toast

Pan-Fried Tiger Prawn and Scallop
Stir-fried King Oyster Mushroom with XO Sauce Lotus Bud-Hot Bean Sauce


Strawberry and Lemon Thyme - Tartine
Bavarian Vanilla Cream and Strawberry Jelly Lemon Thyme Ice Cream

Freshly brewed tea

and dear had the:

Air-Dried Duck Breast Salad
Nectarine, Root Vegetable and Green Bean Salad Sherry-Walnut Dressing

Grilled Beef Tenderloin and Braised Cheek
Potato Mousseline, Fricassee of Mushroom, Rosemary Sauce



in all honesty, i didn't think the food was anything wow. it was so-so.

so as dinner had been the first order of the day, we headed to Esplanade and got our very first child. afterward, we walked through Citylink and went in to Gelare and had a lil supper. dear had brownie with cookies' n cream on top of it, ooooohhhhh the orgasmic feel was
amazing. and i had caeser salad. it was nice too. i had a sudden craving for smoked salmon, so i requested for additional topping. i'm sucha pig! which reminds me, i need to work out my spare tyres, i've put on weight!!!

okok, back to Equinox. before we left the place, we were told their toilets were a must-visit, and so we went.


::tried to take an overview but guess this will have to do; i loved the toilets by the way::

then as we headed back home, we kept talking about our prezzies. we had agreed earlier in the morning that we'd hide each other's prezzie in the respective rooms while the other person waits outside. then we'll write 3 clues and leave it around the room for the person to find. kinda like a treasure hunt. so as we were talking about it in the train, we kept giggling and laughing because the clues that dear gave me was so hard! i couldn't solve it at all!!! but he always gives in to me, because he loves me so much, so in the end i managed to guess the very first clue with his obvious hints. ha!

the hunt began with me finding my prezzie first in my room. after a long while, i finally found my prezzie which he so painstakingly made for me.



its a minature of our story in the beginning. its the beginning of Tezhong & Wylyn. so sweet! i couldn't stop smiling because i loved it very much, just like how i love the lil bear and my dear as well. any idea how tedious it is to do a minature thingy like that? do you know the amount of effort thrown into this prezzie? its priceless.

everything that day was so perfect! i was and still am the happiest and most blessed gal in this whole world!!!

i love you dear! thank you for making our 5th year so memorable. thank you for always making me feel so special. and thank you for loving me so much!

p.s pls let this be the last time we fine-dine, until you ORD and get yourself a real job, ok? =)

| Randoms |

11 May 2006

this is bad...this is terrible! i need to rant about how free i am at work today because it seems like my boss ain't gonna be giving me any work, just like yesterday! *hysterical screams

i dun believe it because i didn't wake up so early just to come to work and do nothing but stone at the computer for the next 8 hours and pretend to look busy! because i'm not! its so tiring trying to keep up this pretence of "looking busy".

*pui

how???

and i can't surf the net because i believe they are watching my every move. yah i'm paranoid and hysterical. but that's how LC this company is. serious.

i'm so freaking bored!!! will someone gimme something to do so that the next 8 hours will be easier to pass???

great, and my boss just walked out. and will probably take forever to come back. at least when he's around, i know there might be a possibility that he will gimme some work to do. but if he's gone, it just means there wouldn't be anything!!!! dun even think about it. nothing!!!

i'm so unhappy!!! do you call this a healthy balance of work and free time?! NOT!!!!!!!!! i'm so unhappy, i really am.

can you see all the exclaimation marks and bolded words and the emphasis i'm trying to make here? i'm so extremely bored. period.

penned @ 0842hrs

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9 May 2006

this is without a doubt, the most blown outta proportion matter i've ever seen in an office setting, with regards to work.

if its as simple as the system capturing the wrong data, then inform the IT department so they can rectify the situation. i dun see how by asking the person in question, she can help you. if she was really in the wrong, and is frantically trying to cover up her mistake, she would definitely not tell you the one deciciding factor that will help you solve the problem.

*major eyeroll

so duh. the executive.

and, God knows how many times he/she had already stabbed me in front of my boss. but this is definitely not my mistake in any way, i'm just reporting an error. whoever is able enough will solve the problem, if not, when this happens again next month, i am so going to just send out the report full of wrong data captured to the auditors, and you see what you'll get.

muahahahahahaha!!! my evil plan.

but of course i wouldn't do sucha thing. i believe the truth will prevail, and if you're wrong, you're wrong. just admit it. loser!

penned @ 1123hrs

| Perfect |

last weekend in the rain, you brought me back to the time where our love was young. the kind of innocence we had back then, we seemed to have lost it over the years. but it was so beautiful, to just be walking in the rain with you, holding your hand and nothing else.

hiding in the playhouse, hiding from the rain, hiding from each other. but your warmth and your sincerity again melted my heart. how can you be so perfect?

you always love me no matter what i do to you, you always love me the same no matter how i've hurt you. how can you still tolerate me in your heart?

i'm so touched, so grateful, so thankful, so blessed, so fortunate.

why must we always realise the importance of something only when we're about to lose it? but i'm glad we didn't. i'm glad we managed to pull it through, as always. i'm real glad, from the bottom of my heart.

| Voting |

my dear has gone to dig hole, his outfield exercise for the next 3 days. *lolx

my new com is down, which is why i haven't been able to upload any pictures, especially my KL trip. i shall try to upload it in my old com instead and blog from there.

that aside.

last weekend was crazy, with my duty as a citizen to vote, i had to choose between the current government or the opposition. the whole voting process was fast and easy. i was done in less than 5 minutes. it was like a lucky-draw contest if you ask me, and there were many ushers deployed there helping us find our way in the school.

BUT i was blur enough not to see the box where we were all suppose to put our votes in and almost brought the voting slip out where my parents were waiting. because the whole affair was like some top-secret mission, it seemed like we weren't allowed to talk. so i didn't think it was appropraite for me to ask my next-door neighbour where the darn box was. so i happily cruised out with the voting slip in my hand and asked my dad where the box was. he was utterly shocked and pointed at the very discreet position where the box laid and said "there!".

oh my, that was most embarassing. i had to bite my lips until i was outta the voting area before i burst out laughing. for a moment, i thought the officials were gonna yank me outta the place and call my vote null. BUT i was very thankful that didn't happen.

hey, come on, there's always a first time. =p but it was truly an experience. i enjoyed it!

| Synergy |

synergy - that's what a couple should possess.

despite my threats and emotional blackmail, the boyfriend still went against me.

major disappointing.

we do not even think alike, how can a couple last without synergy?

you tell me.

| Lil Thailand |

my anniversary is coming. i'm so excited.

the family was @ little thailand yesterday for dinner, and it made me realise how much i miss my second home for the last few years. i've been travelling to the kingdom since i was a little girl @ 4. we've been to almost every province in there, and incidentally, that was also the first country (not counting malaysia) dear and i visited together.

the shopping and food paradise.
the spices and retail therapy.
the thai foot and body massages.
the beaches and sea-sports.
the morning markets and late night supper.

oh how i miss that place!

can we go again please?

| Ring |

early in the morning and i feel like blogging.

i lost misplaced my ring. couldn't find it anywhere. in my haste to get to work on time, i only managed to search both toilets and my table. i remembered i took it out the same time i took
out my watch last night after i got back from dinner with the family. but it wasn't anywhere near the watch!

the boyfriend was mean. well of course, since its not his ring, and i had disturbed him early in the morning. argh!

where could it be? its so lost!!!

ok and something freaking just happened to my com, its just shut down by itself!!! what good timing!

when i get back today, i will turn the whole house upside-down until i find it and put it where its suppose to be - my finger.

for now, i'll just be busy doing some nonsense stuff to pass the day. i'm so bored, and my ring is so lost, i feel so grumpy, oh just let me rant.

| Lost for Words |

had a super long weekend. hee =p

turned out i really fell ill the night i got back from clubbing and then i was down with some weird viral infection and had MC for 2 days. it was a very painful spasm at my neck area and every movement hurt so badly, i couldn't talk. am so glad its over!

so during my recuperation, i bought the 70 episode Da Chang Jin and stayed home to watch like big time. and i'm proud to annouce i have completed the whole drama. *lolx
my parents just couldn't believe how crazy i was.

and i simply had no time to do up the KL pictures, but my dear had done part of it. be sure to visit his blog to have an idea of our trip though it ain't alot.
i'll do them up when i have more time.