The windy city

The Family's back from Chicago without the graduate...Camera died on them somehow (still don't know how that happened) and it was deathly cold, but I love what I'm seeing through their lenses :)

Now I can't wait for my trip in May!

blessings

Sitting there with my aunt at another family member's wedding this evening - who would have imagined that there would be a connection between someone at the ripe old age of 20 something (never ask a lady her age) and a little woman aged 50 something? She made me laugh more than I had in a week. Amazing. And that little twinkle in her eye when she smiled at me - really warmed my heart. She even insisted on giving me a lift home. Truly, her being so endearing was what lit up my night at this wedding...that and seeing how two young ones very much in love ended up together after 8 long years. Rare in this day and age...Or am I being too pragmatic?

Words from Oprah, and a much younger Blogerator back then had said one of the best phrases in my life to date, "love yourself my dear, and your sparkle will bring more who will love you darling...just stop fishing in the wrong part of the ocean...babe, if you're getting rotten fishes now, you just have to move to another part of the vast seas..." And now he's with the man of his dreams :)

I guess his words struck a chord. We grow, we move forward, hand in hand...may there be lesser broken hearts with each passing day...

mind over heart

I couldn't sleep last night. It was a shift of sorts - drifting in and out of slumber...

Isn't it miraculous that even with a mortgage, a job that pays more which equates to greater deliverables, daily politics and mind games with the average human being, coupled with the four years that have passed...your shadow still lurkes in my heart.

Maybe it's just the imprints that you left behind which I can never fully relieve myself of. I was so young then. Footprints in the sand...I guess it's only human.

We've embarked on different journeys now. And the world is full of so many more different assumptions now. But I won't go running back again. I was so young then.

It took so long and so much help to pull me back up on track all these years.

And with 3 members of the family in Chicago now for J's convocation, and another 1 member of the family in Melbourne Australia, I feel like I've lost my voice, even if it was just for a fortnight. Doesn't quite make any sense, does it?





Yes I'm working even harder to reach even more of my dreams...suppose this is but the beginning...never say never, never say impossible, there's always a way about everything. I revamped the home single-handedly in less than a fortnight within a budget of Sgd 7,500 (approx Usd 5,000) and its pictures made their way into a local decor mag. One of my best achievements to date...and now it's back to the daily tolls in life...

Happy Easter

This is good...

[For the love of a game]

What would one do for the love of a game?
Would one do the things one does?
How low can one go?
How far would one go?
Spending every waking moment with someone else just so to use the other person to one's own benefit? (Can I just give my personal two cents', that's the height of stooping to a new level.)

[For the love of someone]

What would one do for the love of someone?
Even if one is so close to losing everything, anything else one would rather do without looking back?
Would one actually look deep within and seek the answers which are so apparent?

I think that's the beauty of mankind - having the choices in life. Only living life just this once, would we do the things we do? Seriously. I think it's a whole lot of bull if one thinks that there're no choices in life - I think it's more of a case of not being able to live up to the consequences of one's own actions and decisions made.

I've come to realise in the face of waking deaths, the cliché applies. Life is too short. Fortunately (or perhaps otherwise) I'm one of those who would show everyone else how much I love them each day so that I won't just lose everything and everyone the next day.

People close to my heart mean the world to me. But I guess, really that's just me.

I've never felt more alone.

And so, the boat has sailed...yet I can hear the winds whispering back in unison, "and quite frankly my dear, I don't give a damn."

I'm a blank

de integro

Work hasn't been easy. Well, not the work per se, but more of the uncontrollables that make it quite mentally exhausting. The firm's a good place to be. I have been reflecting for weeks now. A gentle reminder for me to count my blessings - really hasn't been easy getting to where I am. A whole year of search, coupled with the many rounds of trials I underwent, guess it made getting to the end bit and to where I am now a lot sweeter...and really, I am not about to give up.

Have given it a lot of thought, after a few rounds of online shopping and many diamonds later, R and I have decided to work towards what we want to achieve. At least there's comfort in knowing that our plans are more concrete now. It's a matter of strict discipline and focus for a couple of years.

Whoever did say that smart, independent women won't be able to balance it all, it is all a matter of never say never. And thanks to R for showing me the "why did i marry her?" article on Today newspaper this afternoon. It really put everything into perspective. Here's to those who think strong women should be frowned upon - it's your loss, not ours :)

Hues of love

To love or to be loved - which would one prefer?

I suppose the ideal picture would be a combination of both, ala Moulin Rouge - to love and to be loved - the greatest thing of all...and yet it can hurt. My early years have truly been what I always term as learning years. Now, I hope I've learnt.

In any case, SM and NG's wedding dinner was lovely - held at the Mandarin Oriental's newly done up Oriental ballroom - pretty impressive - kinda reminded me of The Shangri-La without too much of the vintage charm...I finally found an occasion for my new light pink satin F21 kimono dress together with my bronze Furla chain bag. Just need to shed a few pounds now...

And so, I've finally parted with one of my treasured Vera Wang gowns this afternoon. It's like a musical that has ended its run. It was surprisingly harder than I thought it would be. A tinge of sadness to part with the beautiful dress - yet I know it's in good hands now and a wave of even lovelier dresses will take its place from hereon...

Finally an amazing bouquet that reminded me how lovely peonies are - I might just grab a bunch tomorrow to light up what's left of my weekend...clean up my slightly dusty little vase with a dose of fresh water and beautiful peonies to add some cheer...

"What's even better than him saying i love you is knowing that for once, he actually means it."

Been a long week at work! Anyway, on to the goodies...

There's this new (okay, not so new now) donut shop which opened up near work - love their Oreo donut - absolutely sinful but oh-so-yummy!

And I've got my sky blue balenciaga day bag :) I love it!

A small group of us hung out at Wala Wala's last night - and it was nice :) Kinda missed hearing the band last night coz R and I left earlier, but drinks were pretty good - I got a bit sick tho (that's how long I haven't had drinks - at least more than 1)...we had a good time nonetheless!

Any case - my cousin's cute third boy...and a lovely cabinet I saw...

Final update - Durrow gal got the F1 tickets yay! :)

Hope y'all had a good weekend too...