mekooky
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I can't get enough of it.
Monday, November 07, 2005
mespecsmarc
mespecsmarc
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Marc made me wear his specs. Hah! I've morphed into a geek!!
bus
bus
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On the bus to Tampines Mall. Shaky picture courtesy of Jane. Heh.
starbucks
starbucks
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The Christmas decorations are up at Starbucks. They've even got a tagline - Happens only once a year.
memarc-starbucks
memarc-starbucks
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After his lecture. Sorry for being naughty Marc, I know you care. :)
fagmich
fagmich
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My attention's on neither Fagan or Mich, but the rackful of Christmas gifts behind them.
michmestarbucks
michmestarbucks
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Iced hazelnut cocoa. (I turned down Mich's request to share a specialty coffee for fear I couldn't sleep tonight, haha.)
WARMCHOCOLATECAKE
WARMCHOCOLATECAKE
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Looks are deceiving. This cake is worth running a thousand miles on the treadmill.
frenchteachers
frenchteachers
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Marc and Fagan - my new French tutors. Very capable ones I must say!
busridehome
busridehome
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We used to go to school and back together all the time in Year 1, and it was so good to do that again today.
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Clarity
Clarity
Perhaps the answer to who the perfect one is comes only when one lies on his deathbed. It is then that his life flashes past him and he finally realises the best amongst the rest of his love conquests.
Perhaps the answer to who the perfect one is comes only when one lies on his deathbed. It is then that his life flashes past him and he finally realises the best amongst the rest of his love conquests.
Love makes you dream, live and sin.
Love makes you dream, live and sin.
Cecilia's latest entry probably best describes my web of tangled thoughts the way I haven't been able to. Once in awhile, someone significant walks into your life. That person might not stay, but the implications and changes he or she brings probably would.
Finding love is an age-old quest. Everywhere around the globe, people are either seeking, holding, or mourning love. Love is the one emotion so inexplicable, I would think it is amongst the few things left in the universe for which scientists haven't been able to conjure up hypotheseses.
When you think you've found love, you're ecstatic, and you spend each day riding the highs of the initial passion that comes with the idealistic delusion of finding the perfect one. As time goes on however, the passion dwindles and in its place come the many obstacles lovers often speak of. It is then that you start to wonder, "have I really found the one?"
Who is "the one" anyway? Does this man-made ideal really exist? "We fit together like a jigsaw puzzle". Truth be told, I would say that there will always be a better fitting piece of jigsaw out there. However, it is this never-ending search for greener pastures that often leaves one with nothing at all at the end of the day.
Her: "So you think I'm the one?"
Him: "Yes."
Her: "How do you know there isn't a better one out there?"
Him: "There will definitely be, but it is up to myself to be content with you as the one."
Is he short-changing himself, or has he made the wisest decision of all?
Albeit intriguing, the quest for perfect love is like running an endless marathon in the Sahara. How about the quest for staying in love instead?
sticker
sticker
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My acquisitions. I can't describe how thrilled I was when I saw the Sandylion stickers on sale. I can seldom find them around Singapore these days! (For the uninitiated, Sandylion was a renowned sticker brand back when I was a kid.) And I absolutely dig the chunky ring. :)
Saturday, November 05, 2005
skirt
skirt
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An attempt at an artistic shot of my Indian skirt and sandals.
mos3
mos3
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I'm proud of my daughter - the new ambassador of healthy eating. It's not easy, especially since we're at a fast-food joint.
mos4
mos4
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Guiltily munching on the fried prawn. So much for healthy eating!
thetree
thetree
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It's beginning to look alot like Christmas, but it sure doesn't feel like it. Must be the after-effects of working on a tropical island.
me
me
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So candid! I look like I'd just been fed ten dark chocolate pralines or something, haha.
I keep wishing I were somewhere else, walking down a strange new street.
I keep wishing I were somewhere else, walking down a strange new street
I thought today's run was pretty good, though I wasn't quite in good form. Ms. Cindy Crawford's lunges, kicks and what-nots yesterday have left me aching quite a bit. Haha.
The weather was all sunny and dry when we started out, but it started to feel like a race against the storm clouds 3/4 into our journey. It was quite a scary sight with all the darkness looming behind. Despite skipping our planned tea at the railway station, we never did quite make it to shelter before the rain poured. But it was fun, sprinting through rain to my place where we spent an hour drying our sweat and rain drenched bodies, having coffee, watching mtvs and laughing as Ken sang "My Humps". Imagine Ashton Kutcher doing that. Hilarious.
I think my lack of sleep has gotten me a tad feverish. Off for some shut-eye before I zip off to meet Eileen. We're gonna have tea at this place at Mohd Sultan Joyce recommended. The cakes are apparently extremely deli. Mmm.
I thought today's run was pretty good, though I wasn't quite in good form. Ms. Cindy Crawford's lunges, kicks and what-nots yesterday have left me aching quite a bit. Haha.
The weather was all sunny and dry when we started out, but it started to feel like a race against the storm clouds 3/4 into our journey. It was quite a scary sight with all the darkness looming behind. Despite skipping our planned tea at the railway station, we never did quite make it to shelter before the rain poured. But it was fun, sprinting through rain to my place where we spent an hour drying our sweat and rain drenched bodies, having coffee, watching mtvs and laughing as Ken sang "My Humps". Imagine Ashton Kutcher doing that. Hilarious.
I think my lack of sleep has gotten me a tad feverish. Off for some shut-eye before I zip off to meet Eileen. We're gonna have tea at this place at Mohd Sultan Joyce recommended. The cakes are apparently extremely deli. Mmm.
drinks
drinks
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Sea of Passion (background), Sea of Love (foreground). Or is it the other way round?
cecidress
cecidress
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Cecilia was forced to choose between having $5 worth of pig's organ soup and trying on a retro dress. Her choice's obvious.
edmundceci
edmundceci
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Edmund and Cecilia. Ceci's laughing at my joke! Haha!
me2
me2
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A pretty artistic shot of me lost in thoughts at Smith Street, courtesy of Cecilia. I seriously think this girl's got potential.. Told her I wanted her to be my photographer when I do become a journalist. Heh.
Aubrey - Go Away, Lil Boy
Aubrey - Go Away, Lil Boy
Go away, lil boy
Go away, lil boy
I'm not supposed to be alone with you
I know that your lips are sweet
But our lips must never meet
'Cos you belong to someone else and you must be true
Go away, lil boy
Go away, lil boy
It's hurting me more each minute that you delay
'Cos when you are near me like this
You're much too hard to resist
So go away, lil boy
Before I ask you to stay
Go away, lil boy
Go away, lil boy
It's hurting me more each minute that you delay
'Cos when you are near me like this
You're much too hard to resist
So go away, lil boy
Just go away, lil boy
Now you go away, lil boy
Before I beg you to stay
So.. who's in TB016?
Go away, lil boy
Go away, lil boy
I'm not supposed to be alone with you
I know that your lips are sweet
But our lips must never meet
'Cos you belong to someone else and you must be true
Go away, lil boy
Go away, lil boy
It's hurting me more each minute that you delay
'Cos when you are near me like this
You're much too hard to resist
So go away, lil boy
Before I ask you to stay
Go away, lil boy
Go away, lil boy
It's hurting me more each minute that you delay
'Cos when you are near me like this
You're much too hard to resist
So go away, lil boy
Just go away, lil boy
Now you go away, lil boy
Before I beg you to stay
So.. who's in TB016?
Thursday, November 03, 2005
I know that your lips are sweet, but our lips must never meet.
Functioning on less than my usual amount of sleep sure ain't easy. I'm pretty much oblivious to all that's going around me, and my delayed response to everything makes me feel stupid. Lol.
Excerpts from a msn convo with my bitch
Note: Not all will share our sense of humour. Please resist the urge to leave me hate tags.
-Part 1-
Bitch: Babe, we can't go Thailand already 'cos of the bird flu. All your fault la.
Me: Do I look like a freaking bird to you?
-Part 2-
Bitch: Sigh, can't go to Thailand 'cos the birds sneezing.
It was supposed to be Zouk last night, but after 2 hours of queueing and a couple of false hopes, we finally gave it up and headed down to Rouge. It wasn't so bad - there was a live band playing pretty good rock music, and the dance floor was opened between sets for us to squeeze in some funky dancing.
Some think I look the part but I'm definitely no party animal. As far as I remember, last night was the first time I felt vaguely un-self-conscious on the dance floor. My lack of sleep coupled with the booze prolly made me delirious enough to get out there and shake all I've got (which isn't much haha), and I think I've got watching Dirty Dancing 2 to thank as well. I had a whale of a time, especially since it's my first time clubbing with my bitch.
My energy levels took a sudden dip the minute we left Rouge's thumping music though and I morphed into Leigh the zombie. I'm such a lousy clubber huh? Haha. You would think I'd be comatose till the sun fries my bum, but I couldn't sleep a minute past nine. Yawns.
I'd better get to bed and give my body some of the TLC it needs. I gotta be up early tomorrow for a run to Mount Faber with CH. Zonks.
Functioning on less than my usual amount of sleep sure ain't easy. I'm pretty much oblivious to all that's going around me, and my delayed response to everything makes me feel stupid. Lol.
Excerpts from a msn convo with my bitch
Note: Not all will share our sense of humour. Please resist the urge to leave me hate tags.
-Part 1-
Bitch: Babe, we can't go Thailand already 'cos of the bird flu. All your fault la.
Me: Do I look like a freaking bird to you?
-Part 2-
Bitch: Sigh, can't go to Thailand 'cos the birds sneezing.
It was supposed to be Zouk last night, but after 2 hours of queueing and a couple of false hopes, we finally gave it up and headed down to Rouge. It wasn't so bad - there was a live band playing pretty good rock music, and the dance floor was opened between sets for us to squeeze in some funky dancing.
Some think I look the part but I'm definitely no party animal. As far as I remember, last night was the first time I felt vaguely un-self-conscious on the dance floor. My lack of sleep coupled with the booze prolly made me delirious enough to get out there and shake all I've got (which isn't much haha), and I think I've got watching Dirty Dancing 2 to thank as well. I had a whale of a time, especially since it's my first time clubbing with my bitch.
My energy levels took a sudden dip the minute we left Rouge's thumping music though and I morphed into Leigh the zombie. I'm such a lousy clubber huh? Haha. You would think I'd be comatose till the sun fries my bum, but I couldn't sleep a minute past nine. Yawns.
I'd better get to bed and give my body some of the TLC it needs. I gotta be up early tomorrow for a run to Mount Faber with CH. Zonks.
mekai
mekai
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Me: Eh, you looked like you raped me man.
Kai: I rape you I don't need to take off clothes izzit?
Marc: You take off pants can already what.
Me and Kai: -shudder-
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Life is so perculiar but it makes you start to think
Life is so perculiar but it makes you start to think
"When I get tired of resting, there's nothing to do but walk. When I get tired of listening, there's nothing to do but talk." I'm totally enjoying this song by Aubrey - Life Is So Perculiar. The lyrics are a kinda corny, but the whole song makes sense.
Yesterday's Dubai briefing was fun. It was SO good to meet up with everyone, and it was even better to see Nelson, who's finally back from his six months of partying in Europe. I never realised how much I missed him till I entered the lecture theatre to see that darn familiar silhouette, and to have him hug and bounce me up and down. :)
I've been keeping late nights the past two days, and my body is sending the most obvious signals that I need sleep. Like today, after watching Dirty Dancing 2 on vcd (which dance moves should supposedly fill me with energy), I totally zonked out on Jason's bed for half an hour. Yawns.
However, all the dirty dancing isn't quite wasted on me. I've decided to go mambo-ing with Marc and co. and I'll be bringing my bitch as well. Woo hoo. :)
"When I get tired of resting, there's nothing to do but walk. When I get tired of listening, there's nothing to do but talk." I'm totally enjoying this song by Aubrey - Life Is So Perculiar. The lyrics are a kinda corny, but the whole song makes sense.
Yesterday's Dubai briefing was fun. It was SO good to meet up with everyone, and it was even better to see Nelson, who's finally back from his six months of partying in Europe. I never realised how much I missed him till I entered the lecture theatre to see that darn familiar silhouette, and to have him hug and bounce me up and down. :)
I've been keeping late nights the past two days, and my body is sending the most obvious signals that I need sleep. Like today, after watching Dirty Dancing 2 on vcd (which dance moves should supposedly fill me with energy), I totally zonked out on Jason's bed for half an hour. Yawns.
However, all the dirty dancing isn't quite wasted on me. I've decided to go mambo-ing with Marc and co. and I'll be bringing my bitch as well. Woo hoo. :)
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