red

All i see is red. Still, i calmly go round doing the things i should do. My hands move to pick up the pieces, the mop. My mind picks up the glass to throw, the knife to slash. The splitting headache then comes and goes.

The phone rings. I breathe and speak calmly. I hear the shattering of the glass, the slashing of the knife. Everything erupts into this crazy crazy mess. The million pieces of glass everywhere all around. It is a mesmerising shade of red. All shades of red. I hang up the phone. And then it is over. 

tim ho wan @ toa payoh central

After getting lost at TPY for half an hour trying to find the famed THW from HK, we finally arrived to a queue outside before it was even opened. The cha siew polo bun was the bomb. Happy tummy!

Rackuichi @ Novena photolog

Nothing short of yums. Glad that T liked it!

holy grail

And baby, it's amazing I'm in this maze with you

I just can't crack your code

One day you're screaming you love me loud

The next day you're so cold

One day you're here

One day you're there

One day you care

You're so unfair

Sipping from you cup til it runneth over


Holy grail.

3,2,1, lets go

The countdown has begun. Never thought this day would finally come. It is more than a month away but we all know, in a blink of an eye, the desk would be empty of papers, files and stationeries. Right now, as i await for the bus that is taking forever to arrive qto go into work on a public holiday (really, we are so used to it), i feel sad. A small part of me wants to ask back for that piece of paper and rip it to shreds. To say, oops i change my mind, lets pretend this never happened shall we?

Yesterday night, i broke the news to my ex-mentor. I felt that i owed it to him to let him know the news straight from me rather than a cold email blast (speaking of which, i need to go do a check on the status of the letter). He wasn't super shocked but still was a little taken back. I guess he didnt think that it would be this soon. Seems that management has noticed that my mood for the past month wasnt that great (really?! Am i that obvious?) and ppl were kind of speculating some stuff? We shared abit about work, family and life; joked a little. It felt nice and i was glad that i had this private time with him. As much as there are times where we pissed each other off so bad (looks like we are pretty similar in the sense that we really show our black faces when we get mad), he has taught me so much about tax and i knew he was one of the few who spoke up for me during appraisal when highly irrelevant remarks were made (shakes fist at some ppl). For that, i am forever grateful.

I am glad that i have decided to sit through the one last peak with the best bunch of colleagues i could ever ask for. For once, i dont dread the crazy late nights; getting high on caffeine (ooh starbucks!); fighting over the printer; the natural gathering at E's table joking about anything and everything over the many many packed-in dinners; etc. It has been nothing short of an awesome four years. Thank you so much to you guys and best of luck.

P.s: why is my bag so bloody effing heavy???? I only have my wallet, my pouch of lippies, my rilakkuma pouch with the key to my gate, my kindle, my hp charger, an apple, a mini mirror, some knicknac... Oh right. Okay. #woesofagirl

oh go away

1.fever
2.flu
3.sorethroat
AND I HAZ 2. and 3.!!! GAH. Mind over matter; mind over matter.

And what better way to heal faster is to go to the gym. I kid you not. That's how superhuman beings recover. Superhuman beings. Not mere mortals. True story. So don't come blaming me if you die in the gym, u measly mortals.#justsayin

P.S: Scratch that. Totally dying. I think the adrenaline rush from gym was only a temporary effect. I foresee the fever coming up. DAMN YOU NASTY VIRUS. RAH!

pretty little things