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So. It's sunday. How's everyone doing?

Reading about my good old friend's lovey-dovey stuff...Here it is babe...you know when it's right, never let it go :) Yes. I'm officially jealous. Green with envy. Ha.

Helped set some things right. :) Good thing too...life's too short no?

Got a comment that my blog's dying...help spice things up now?

:)

The story of 2 rings

The lady's first love was someone totally unlike herself. He was right at the other end of the spectrum. Truth be told, it ended on a bad note despite him having a good heart. Both were way too young yet amidst the innocence and naivety there were lovely moments which will forever remain etched in the lady's heart. He was one who promised her a ring every year for 9 years till the year they married. Alas, it was not to be. Their paths never crossed again.

The lady's second love just felt right. Everything was perfect. Well, almost. They were unexplainably drawn to each other, and there was this unspoken bond. Both meant the world to each other, and they just seemed like this old couple. Nonetheless, there was a tiny gap between them. The lady never believed in that things could be that wonderful. Possibly so, it was her lack of faith that set them apart. He was her knight in shining armor, the one who braved the garden of thorns just so to pluck her a blood-red rose in the unearthly hours. They were in different stages of their lives. As an implicit rule, both set themselves aside never to face each other once more.

Hence, the two rings which rest on the lady's slim finger.

She walks alone, clears her mind, and crafts a pronouncement. Her eyes sparkle, and she be-dazzles. She mingles with a smile, her heart reeks of wintriness. The lady lies in wait for what seems like her entire existence.

Her fire has gone cold.

if u have eternal sunshine in there it can't be that old

Love...the good old couple feeling...

One of my good old friends is finally there...makes me wonder...do we all know when we've met THE ONE? It's fabulous what love does...airy, light, someone with a big HUGE heart...seeing you in all your bliss has somewhat renewed my faith in men...having waited like what seems a lifetime for the right one, and voila...

Too alike in many more ways than one...I truly feel your joy and happiness...
"Understanding, matured, sincere, sensivitve, silly, but patient, doing everything thinking of the other person first, talking the nights away, 24 hours, everything...a person with such a big heart it fuels the body and soul..."

This one's for you babe...

What can I say?
When it's right, you just know it.

Abstract Expressionism

"There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterwards you can remove all traces of reality. There's no danger then, anyway, because the idea of the object will have left an indelible mark." - Pablo Picasso (1881-1973), Spanish-French artist.

It's one of those days.

"Just shoot me" - Part deux

I have to quit putting Groove Armada's At The River on repeat. Really. I'm beginning to think that I do it out of bad habit, to calm my nerves when something work-related sticks out like a sore thumb somehow. This is one tune I've been listening for years. 4 years to be exact. I started this new year with the sole resolution of moving along steadily in all aspects...and here I am skipping along fine and dandy when wham! It just comes along ever so simply, every so...now and then.

I really don't wish to save anyone anymore. It is extremely tiresome. Then, of course, it has to be not so much so of a rosy day for everyone else now. I don't think I have much compassion left in me. Human afterall, ain't no saint either.

Can I save myself for a change? Someone told me this today (technically yesterday now)...Why settle for second best (or worse, just right) when there's a whole world out there to discover? It really got me thinking. Perhaps, Mag more than hit the nail on the head when she said I should have to let it all go...It takes mountains to move a person like myself. I can be the most wonderful person and yet I can be the most heartless. I've plainly been running around in circles and procrastinating the essential thinking.

How much more is there to life? Countless opportunities, endless choices...Like an all too typical MCQ questionaire, choices a to d...I miss my haven...and for the very next day, I know it'll purely all be the same once again. Funny how the strength in me is target-specific.

The very song...it sparks off reflections, thoughts, feelings I don't even wish to address. It is reminiscent of how I put certain movies on replay over and over, re-watching them multiple times, which leads me to wonder whether the movie is in actuality sinking into my system or am I merely facing the film on the pretext of thinking just that bit more. Has to be one of the trio - Dirty Dancing, Pretty Woman, Moulin Rouge. Most recent addition? Phantom Of The Opera. Truly meaningless...non? Mesmerized though by the beauty of it all.

Right. Drop me a sign...futile or otherwise.

I am exhausted.

"The best I'll ever be...is the best yet to be?"

spurts and spills - Part une

There it was. GA handed me a copy of the application. Now, I'm thinking, petal by petal...should I or should I not? Manhattan...NY...NY...sarbox...the package seems all too attractive, hmm I'm really in for it, aren't I?

It's the end of a month.

I feel like I'm being drained of patience somehow.

"Kick back, have a laugh at life, whatever."

9 years...

Finally stumbled on the amazing beauty product I used 9 years ago...it's fabulous...I've seen such vast results...yes, whoever's interested, feel free to msg me...

Interesting how life unfolds... :)

Past the 1/4 of a century point...

Joyeux anniversaire! Ma petite soeur - 15!...and happy happy birthday to DK...

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I have to say, I'm so very touched about the chocs... :)

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"This is my wish for you: comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, hugs when spirits sag, sunsets to warm your heart, friendships to brighten your being, beauty for your eyes to see, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, patience to accept the truth, courage to know yourself, love to complete your life. "



Last but not least, here...one of the lovely pics taken by Jas in Thailand...nite!

mix and stir

At long last, I felt like an overhaul. So, here it is.

Rushed out for lunch, and bought the gift. What can I say? It's nice. :)

Another dinner's on tonight.

After all the work, I've lost the mood to write.

I miss my space already!

someone sneaked my wine out...! one for the duo...

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DK...whatchu looking at?........ How very decent. :)

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Don't get men sometimes........ After a long looong hour+ wait

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The faceless one........ *yawn* Yes, I'm quite tired...

some for the album

...ML...
View from above

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What a sweetie! ...........And away we go...

clink! and there...my baileys...

Finally, the file's all nicely packed and printed and everything's neatly placed on the partner's desk. All the hours, all the work, all the...everything...each and every bit was worth it all! The sense of satisfaction far exceeded my fatigue, exhaustion and hunger...the fulfillment was beyond description. See, this is by far the extent of how much exactly I love my job! :)

Backtracking...my week that just passed...
1. Monday - Dinner was nice at DK's place.
2. Tuesday - Japanese with RHee. Haven't seen the gal in ages! Thereafter, back to more work.
3. Wednesday - Worked till after midnight. Good thing I got a lift...
4. Thursday - Today! File's all done up! Felt sorry that I had to miss the movie. I feel really bad. Well, knowing workaholic me, coupled with the tight deadline, I haven't got much of a choice. Really.

Consolation though, tomorrow's a holiday, I can catch up with rest, make up for things? :) And, I most surely will! Happy happy birthday in advance...! ;) Cheers!

Now, I'm truly looking forward to reading over the long weekend, planning for holiday trip and viewing the suite on sunday!...Ooh, not to forget the movie too! :) Oui, it's all good!

could it be?

Yes, I'm a dead duck.

c'est si bon

I love Paris. In the springtime / summer. Anytime really. Some people see jams and tourists. I see the most beautiful city in the world and certainly the best city in the world for eating French food. Michelin three stars, traditional bistros and brasseries, elegant, understated restaurants, in the lovely city of lights.

I'm making lunch today.
Prawn and cucumber omelett
Chicken and sichuan soup
Garlic veg

Pinkies' hen nite's tonight. Cousin's wedding's tomorrow.
Just occured to me that I have no idea what to wear to both...have to pull something out...Shan't fret though...that shouldn't be too much of a task now, I've got tons of charming new tops etc that have yet to be worn... :) Will that get all fixed soon enough. And, my haven just passed me the wonderful premier jour parfum which I've so missed since I accidentally knocked it over back in 2002. Thanks babe! The scent paints a picture of flowers, paris, everything nice, flowy and romantic...

Good weekend guys...it's halfway through Janvier...

a million thoughts...a billion reasons...

It has been a trying day. Perhaps, it was the spillover from the day before. MK was really thoughtful and the advice shared was invaluable. Late at night no less. Quiet contemplation. How many people out there practice that I wonder?

As I was swirling round the aisles of this amazing candy store earlier tonight, I had countless thoughts running in my head. So many reasons. Why? How? What? Why the frustration? How to just let it all go? What lies ahead, I'm at the crossroads once again? Yet, I don't think it's such a heavy weight this time around, maybe it's because I'm older now...jaded? Hmm. Sometimes, when one reaches the limit, there is just this point whereby one simply gives up. I'd hate to feel that way though. It's akin to a crinkly old one.

Would anyone take on something if it just agrees to 3/10th of what one is seeking?

I was told that patience does and will pay off. Does it really?

"Smile...and the world smiles with you"

the devil and the empress

Finally had the tarot reading done the day before. An interesting observation - the devil card seems to follow me everywhere. Even over all these years. It's not a horrid thing though. The devil card depicts different connotations under different circumstances. Apparently, people around me see me as the empress. I haven't yet figured that one out though.

Well, back to my working papers for now. My junior's I-pod mini looks so very delicious in pink. Ahh...

busy as a little bee...

Right. So the tarot reading didn't quite go as planned. Not that the cards were pointing in the wrong direction. What's right and what's wrong anyway? There's such a thin grey line, isn't there? Well, MK and me ended up yakking from the very moment we met up till the last train pulled up at the CBD station and we had to wave goodbye. Point noted - our next meet up session, we shall proceed with the tarot reading without further ado, prior to any further sidetracking. :) MK never fails to surprise me. I think her understanding of astrology in its entirety is the sole reason why I can feel as though she knows me like the back of her hand. Hmm. Interesting. Here's one from her - "if one writes an email to a virgo with an intellectually stimulating scenario and there is no response, no response might actually equate to a good thing, coz should the virgo respond with criticism against your belief, you have more or less been black-marked. Besides, silent agreement is always good coupled with to be left in thought." - I have to admit it's all too true a characteristic of myself. I clearly know what I want out of everything and everyone and I'm almost too precise. People and life are all too intriguing indeed. I guess relationships are all about understanding and pushing the right buttons. Some are simply more alert and guarded than others. You think?

you? me? maybe.

A friend just dropped me an invite. For her to do a tarot reading for me. Interesting. It brought a smile to my face...

Do people remember what they aspired to be when they were young? An extremely distant recollection unexpectedly crawled into my mind. Yes. I'm hardly anywhere near what I'd dreamed of. I used to write. Tons of poetry. Sonnets, Haikus, random thoughts. Loads of articles. Even distributed copies of a self-invented amateur-ish "magazine". :) Which, I believe still lies slightly hidden in Penguin's memory. Art, too. It's probably not easy to imagine but I did win a contest before when I was a tiny one for colouring and creating an interesting X'mas art piece. I have to say though, my art talent is nowhere near what my petite soeur possesses. I'm beginning to recognise that it runs in the family. I can recall Paul doing a wonderful sketch of a lady's finger for me once, he's another talented one. Hopefully, there will be time for me to make a trip down to the art place at Bras Basah one day and pick up a few art items, and do a bit of a mood paint? :) Come to think of it, I'm now reminded of my 2 books on Picasso and Renoir which I've yet to start...Am I being a tad ambitious now?

*weep*

NO! JEN & BRAD HAVE SEPARATED!

raindrops beating down on windowpanes

It's yet another rainy day. Triumphantly, all 3 original French episodes of the Taxi series in their entireties were really quite entertaining...Not that the English version on the big screen was in any way a let-down - it wasn't, especially not with Gisele B. hotting up the screen!...Just that the French ones were interestingly different...Such a pleasure to be watching show after show over the past days in this gloomy weather. :)

I've finally gotten down to my book after much procrastination. Towering over my 2 new reads, and armed with a box of kleenex, I'm finally settled and nicely snuggled under my beige-y chinois duvet. I know I should have commenced with "The 5 men you meet in heaven"...Nonetheless, "Empress Orchid" and "The Devil Wears Prada" were beckoning, and conclusively I succumbed to the latter. Well, how could I not? In my groggy stupor no less, I'm thinking. I suppose I'm one of those who always manage to turn anything however black into everything stark white someway somehow. Right, wrong, maybe? Whatever. :)

It's an oh-so-perfect day...to wrap myself up comfortably in bed...with a lovely chic(k) read in one hand whilst holding onto a mug of freshly brewed green tea with the other...and voila, I've single-handedly bulldozed my way past 5 chapters of "The Devil Wears Prada"...it's just all addictively graduating into more excitement... :) The best bit? When exhaustion begins to set in slowly but surely, I simply have to reach an arm out to turn off the little glow illuminating the congregated alphabets of my novel, and off I go...*yawn*

two wrongs ain't maketh a right

I woke up at 5.38am this morning, and stoned. My nose was dripping away like there was no tomorrow and I still feel like crap. Somehow, it all managed to snap me out of my reverie.

I need a shower. After which, when I've cosied up feeling all nice and fluffy, I'm going to start on my long-overdue book. Ahh...

Chin up for my bank client on monday...The higher powers that be have decreed I go forth with the Taiwanese bank and not the French one...Hostility is floating in the air, but it's really beyond me...

"The journey of life begins with the first step."

higher

A tiny observation - It's very true that it starts to get lonely at the top.

My week has been nothing short of idle, with bouts of quirkiness and minor unanticipated tribulations thrown into the mix...Uncontrollables have sadly remained a bulk of the idle time and I received a msg that read after many months as though change has never occurred with time...how very odd and mind-boggling...

I was unexpectedly flung into a whirlwind of gossip today and it's quite a hussle to wriggle out of it all...if only I could simply click once or twice on my croco heels and flutter away to neverland. :)

It's been a long day...I miss strawberries with tips coated in milk chocolate...

L.A.S.T. N.I.G.H.T.

The Volkswagen party was in a word, "FRESH"...thanks Est babe for the invite...didn't stay long though coz...coz...coz...HAHAHA!

The invite... The party...
A souvenir...

Well! A year of heart-breaks, aches, laughs, smiles...

I'm leisurely gathering it all up in the vessel, and into the distant sunset, the ship has set sail...

Leave it all behind! It's 2005! :)

And, yes I'm holding you to your deal my dear...HAHA!

*death toll at 144,058 and counting* - sigh

Bring It On! :)

How can or should I sum up the past year? Least of all, I had (as usual) a myriad of experiences (both good and bad). I’ve had my share of heart-break, finding love and breaking hearts too… (Something I’m not too proud of by the way). My friends and family were there for me, with the new friends providing new insights into what’s out there, yet undiscovered in this world. I’ve also seen myself grow in maturity, which only a year ago, I never could even have forseen.

What else can I say about 2004? All this is still very strange and new to me, yet so easy to embrace. I must be getting softer with age…I question myself repeatedly “Am I kidding myself?” “Will it work?” “Am I setting myself up for more heart-break?!” But who knows these things? All I really know for sure is not to ‘think’ but just ‘do’. Just go with the flow, and the master plan will be revealed to me in time.

I did make an effort to delve into new frontiers too, so much so I don’t even know what I want to do anymore. I just want to be involved in everything! I am now what I’ve deduced, a Modern Odd-job Laborer. (I work hard for my dough!) This year will be filled with mental strength-and-skill-building with getting in-depth knowledge on certain subjects.

Okay! Summing up- Last year did have its pit-falls and soars into the heavens but one thing’s for sure- I’m willing and ready to get into the coming new year with a fervor like none other felt before!!!

Peace out and have a good one folks! ;)

Take it easy, breathe deep, embrace and accept.

Here's one for the new year!...cherrios...

" The first-rate friends - Help correct your mistakes by showing you the right path.

The second-rate friends - Encourage you and stay with you in adversity.

The third-rate friends - Hang on influential people and are snobs to all the rest.

The fourth-rate friends are dissolute, and lead the rest astray. "

" Ordinary people imagine that merely

Owning things will make them happy.

But the transcendent practitioner,

Knowing that possession is oppression,

Sees emptiness as happiness, because it is endless.

Attachment is a kind of paralysis.

But if you do not move a leg,

How can you move ahead?

Renounce attachment and walk into a new place. "