brunch at boomerang bistro & bar (Robertson Quay)

Yakking for hours non-stop after barely recovering from a fever/headache is not a good idea because you end up with what i like to think as a sexy manly voice (actually more like croaking). The food at Boomerang is not bad. The hollandaise sauce is quite tasty (the one at Swensen left my badly scarred) and they got the poached egg right - gooey runny yolk. Gf loves the brioche bread but I can't appreciate having sweet bread with salty ham. Less than $40 bucks overall which is pretty reasonable for brunch.

Finally got our ass down to nailing down the overall plan for europe trip and if all goes well, tix will be booked soon! Was surfing the net on Salvador Dali's museums and just looking at the pictures and I feel like a kid being handed 10 bajillion dollars to shop my hearts out at Toys R Us *shiny eyes*

I have no idea what got into my head but I kind of want a tattoo. A small one either on my wrist or finger. Just watched a Taiwan variety show on female tattooist and golly cow the tattoos that they have done are absolutely gorgeous. Not cheena pok-ish or tacky. Very tastefully done and the amount of attention paid to the smallest details is simply amazing.  Some cute ones that i have found online:-

Credits: http://fuckyeahfingertattoos.tumblr.com







i really like the infinity sign!

The umbrella tattoo is pretty cute.

credits:http://sweet-dis-position.tumblr.com/

I am really keen on a lifeline one but i will incorporate other elements in to make it more meaningful to me. But the wrist area is going to hurt like shit and it means having to always wear a bracelet or watch all the time to cover it up for work. Anyway I am still thinking about it and will only seriously consider it a few months down the road. But I have been surprised that a few of my friends did consider getting one as I would normally expect the reaction to be "what?!!! you sure? don't want la." And I can't imagine the amount of nagging i will get from the family during CNY (which of course will always get repeated year after year, unless something more dramatic and crazy happens (judging by the history of family dramas, it is actually quite possible).

nyc photo diary

The problem with random editing nyc pics and posting them over several posts is that I can't remember what pics have been posted and I am too lazy to check back on my back posts. If there is repetition i guess we can treat it as reliving the pics again?

After the horrible fever which plagued me over chinese new year which had me swollen and utterly miserable (with some brief respite while I was engrossed playing mahjong. a case of mind over body? or simply a gamble-holic?), I have sworn to never overestimate my body. I seldom fall sick and had forgotten what it feels like to completely crash and crash I did. Huddled under thick covers with socks and a thick pullover, I still felt chilled to the bones. An experience I did not wish to repeat. When last night similar symptoms started surfacing, I immediately went to the doctor. Was suspected of dengue because there were 10 victims fallen to the bite of a harmless looking mosquito in my area. I was to return if I had persistent fever which thankfully had subsided once I took the meds and had an insane amount of sleep.  Still feeling a little nauseated but at least the pounding headache is more or less gone.  As much as I was grateful for the aunt who sent me to a clinic, I swear I was ready to commit murder with her relentless small talk and questions like "why do you not need MC? why waste the leave on monday? oh your company declared off on monday? so it is considered as holiday and not part of your leave?" while my head pounded incessantly. It seems that my incomprehensible grunts does not deter her from bombarding me with questions after questions.

As for the reading progress, I have completed Emily Griffin "where we belong" and is half way through "Kafka on the Shore". "Where we belong" was an easy read and pretty meh in my opinion.  As for "Kafka on the Shore", so far so good, I am looking forward to see how the plots surrounding the 2 main characters come together and they are interlinked. *spoiler* I kind of skipped the part detailing how Johnnie Walker massacred the cats and ate their hearts. I dislike reading any form of animal abuse and avoid reading them, fiction or not.

Looking forward to the bkk trip and hopefully more awesome pictures!

bookworm

After much deliberation, I finally ordered a Kindle which arrived a few days ago. As much as i love the smell and the feel of flipping the pages of a real book, the pain of lugging around a thick book everywhere I go finally won out, and hence the Kindle.

Went home, went into a frenzy of compiling my mini book list, ready to conquer 2013 by reading a ton of books and cutting down on TV time which is extremely difficult for me as I am a TV junkie (which i blame it on my childhood where how my grandparents entertain me was to plonk me down in front of the tv).

The list:-

1. A Game of Thrones - George R.R. Martin (I have to finish the entire series.)
2. Prince of Thorns - Mark Lawrence (Decided to read it after scouring Goodreads for recommendations)
3. The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
4. Battle Royale - Takami Koushun (I think i will have nightmares if i watch the movie)
5. Divergent - Veronica Roth (i think this is young adult fiction = my guilty pleasure. and yes i read Hunger Games TWICE)
6. 1Q84 - Haruki Murakami (I bought the book but it was so bloody heavy to lug around. 3/4 through but i decided i am going to reread from the beginning)
7. Kafka on the Shore - Haruki Murakami
8. The First Confessor - Terry Goodkind (CANNOT WAIT TO START ON THIS!!!!)
9. Lord of the Flies - William Golding
10. Tuesdays with Morrie - Mitch Albom (I can't remember if I have read this book. Or was it "Have a Little Faith" which I have not read..... Nvm I will get the other one as well.)
11. Where We Belong - Emily Griffin (90% done with this. How I know? Cuz Kindle tracks the % of completion. I am trying to figure out if i could change it to pages instead)
12. A Compilation of Erotic Fairy Tales - Jean Johnson (Kind of finished one short story but I can't get what the author is trying to convey. Feels like reading a short story Fifty Shades of Grey style? I am kind of resistant to reading Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy (and ABSOLUTELY REFUSE to read Twilight) and that resistance have increased significantly when the colleague who is reading it now claims that it is bloody draggy. And I kind of read a summary of it online and it seems kind of... lame? I almost wanted to buy the Sleeping Beauty trilogy by Anne Rice which is kind of similar to Fifty Shades with all the SM all that stuff and since she seems like an established writer maybe she could handle this whole SM theme better? But when I read it on wiki, it seems kind of trashy as well! But now with the Kindle, it is definitely a lot more economical... so maybe i might read a few chapters on it...)

I am also tempted to dl Stephen King's 11.22.63. Previously I borrowed Carrie to read and it got really boring so I gave up. 11.22.63 had great reviews on Goodreads, hopefully it will be good!

I am targeting to read about 40 books next year which equates to approx 9 days per book. Which sounds crazily ambitious unless I dedicate 3-4 hours a day reading. That actually sounds doable if I read on the bus to and fro which is an hour, and then I read during lunch time which is another hour and then 2 hours at home after work. And weekends I can dedicate maybe 6 hours to reading. Leaving nothing to social life, not that I have much of a social life anyway. #foreveralone.

Back to reading! have to complete this book by tmr.
 

fingers crossed

I am keeping my fingers crossed that everything will go smoothly and I will finally get what I want after so long. More like my whole life. *fingers crossed*

And this song is on my play-to-death list. Spent a long time trying to recall who the singer was when i should be reviewing work which i brought home. That naggy feeling which could be easily resolved by dropping a msg to the fellow ktv khakis. But noooooooooooooooo. i just had to spend precious time scouring youtube randomly by singers to find the song. Anyways, i gave up in the end and seek help.

It's all in the mind. I just need to keep myself pre-occupied then I won't have the time or effort to think too much abt all the unhappy stuff or to get all obsessed and overanalyze over little detail. Which usually ends up with my self esteem taking a major beating. Is like a vicious cycle which I need to remind myself to break out of although I keep getting sucked back the moment I let my guard down.

And speaking of occupying the mind, i need to get the handmade xmas cards done!!! it looks kind of shitty now and as usual, i can never decide on the font i want to use. And then i end up going back to the same font which i always use. It is a nice font but not exactly a xmassy kind of font. Hai. And then i want to attach a personalised note as well to the card. And i can't decide if i want to paint something or draw something or color it using color pencils. I only have four days left and I am starting to feel a lil panicky.

maybe i should stop blogging now and get my ass down to finish my work first. kbye.

dessert @ sweet spot Marina Bay Sands

what kind of girly night out / stayover would it be without ending the day with some sweets? We headed to Sweet Spot at MBS to grab some of the raved about desserts before retiring to the room for some girl talk and of course, camho. I meant taking ten million pictures of the gorgeous night view from the room. Thank you my lovely gf for extending one night stay to us. The sky park, the infinity pool and the lovely free breakfast with excellent service, it was definitely one of the best days of 2012. Although we never made it to the club (blame my old soul which was screaming for sleep at 12 midnight; which is when the party was about to begin), it was a great night nevertheless. If I had the money, I would love to go back there again. To just swim to the edge of the pool and silently admire the view laid out in front of me while the wind whips my hair into a frenzy.

Soon, i hope, soon.

p.s. oh and how could i forget to end off with a pretty night view from the room?

cringe

While waiting for the pet store to open to drop off the dog, i was aimlessly surfing the net. And then i got bored and started re-reading some of the stuff i wrote.

OMG. Bad choice. I am like wow, I do write pretty lame crap. I think after 5-6 posts I stopped and pretended all the other few hundred posts never existed. And then I remembered I had another private one somewhere so I dug it out and read every single post. There were only around 10 of them and they were dated 4-5 years ago. Reading them make me want to throw up. Like literally. The previous one was more of laughing at myself at writing about the silliest stuff but this one made me want to just throw up my breakfast. Because it was so close to heart. And it made me realise that the young 20ish me (oh man I sound like i am in my fifties now) is still there. I thought I have changed, changed so much that the 5 years ago me probably wouldn't even recognise me now.  But those few posts, the writing reflected so much anger, sadness, indignant. I can't blame the person then because there were pretty shitty stuff going on then and when they all came in one huge snowball, I had no chance against them. I was pretty surprised I managed to even pull myself together and graduate.

So much for a Wednesday morning. Too much in fact. Too much.

behind

there is something strangely comforting when I am behind the lens. Lifting the camera to the eye, the click sound when i press the shutter button, the instant when a moment is captured. All my problems melt away when I go into photography mode. I have only one goal in mind which is to capture the moment and everything else cease to be important. My only regret is never taking enough of my loved one. Now with more time on my hands, I want to go out once more to just snap away.

i had my second cervical vaccine jab today. Since I was already at the docs, I decided to seek medical help on my blister which i fondly refer to as a gummy bear. A very deformed looking one. Anyways, two options were given, one to let the body do its magic and heal on its own, or to burst that damn thing. Of course I choose to burst that it. I will give anything for some mini drama in my boringlikehell life now.

I got onto the bed and was all excited to see blood gushing out the moment the needle penetrates the layer of skin. And when the moment came, it was more like a drop. Or maybe two drop, and that was after some squeezing and pushing of the blood out of the blister. I was like "Oh that was kind of anti-climax". I even wanted to tell the doctor to put the excess blood (I was kind of picturing the blood pouring out like Niagara falls) in a vial for me to keep. Which my colleague commented was gross and dirty. I am weird like that okay!?!?

Anyway, the doctor laughed and said I could go back and tell a different story, along the lines of the blood gushing out to hit the ceiling or something. Which I thought was pretty funny. And speaking of funny, yesterday a partner commented that the other unit had such low turnout that if we were to go over to shout something we would probably hear an echo. Which I thought was funny as well. Not funny meh???

After making a formal declaration in whatsapp like a cool parisian-esque/i dont care what other ppl think/i am a free warrior that doesn't conform to social norms/blah blah blah, which I thought finally, a step forward, pat on my back yo!, and then i take two steps back. GAH. I search for one emo song after another on youtube, seeking solace in the music and the lyrics. Warrior my ass. Pftt. Nvm, hair appointment on Sunday. Followed by good food and good conversation. My Sunday shall be the bomb.