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.

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看似光鲜亮丽的外表，但背后多少的伤痕又有谁晓得。所以看人不可以只看表面而下判断。了解一个人是需要用心去了解，其实和时间长短没有关系。有些人同床共枕了几十年都不见得了解对方。所以真正的朋友是很可贵。

他们是用上了真心去看透浅薄的外表，看到了你的快乐、你的伤感，你的愤怒，你的任性，你的小孩子气，你的认真，你的努力，你的伤痕，而始终不离不弃。

突如其来的感触。

legend of zhen huan

I am sick of doing preparer's work. Prepping the comp, doing up the tax returns, doing up the cover letter, pacifying the clients, FINAL PRINTING (i detest final printing to the max). I could have given it to the preparer to do it but being really impatient by nature and the fact that my threshold for silly mistakes (which has about 80% hit rate considering everyone is panicking over the looming deadline (2 more days!)) has shrunk to the size of a one cent coin during this crunch time, i have allowed myself to once again become the lowest life form in the corporate food chain.

Okay shouldn't complain since i brought this upon myself. I just want to get it over and done with! Oh god i am already dreaming of lying on the bed watching endless drama serials. Recently hooked on Legend of Zhen Huan. The emperor looks like a DOM with a fetish for really young girls -_-||  Nothing like Bu Bu Jing Xin (Nicky Wu = DROOLS). This drama is trying to showcase the dynamics btw the various concubines and the emperor with all the scheming and backstabbing (Zhen Huan with game face on FTW!).  Definitely none of that glitz of good lookers and hot bods with a i-am-gg-to-swoon love story.  Can't wait to see how each character evolves throughout the drama. And there is my all time favourite actress Ada Choi as the emperess! ^_^

spotted: empire state building / top of the rock / museum of natural history / randomnites

more to come! after a series of depressing posts, i think i need to put up some visuals to dispel some of the gloominess hovering over this little space. 

happy thanksgiving to ppl out thr who celebrates this day. Done reading Lionel Shriver's New Republic. Great writing as usual. The way she writes about human nature or human behaviour is very real, is never exaggerated to spice up the whole story line. Most of the stuff she writes really strikes a chord and gets me going "true true".  Oh i hope the library brings in more of her books! 

And now i shall conquer the solitude of prime numbers. Really easy read as compared to reading Shriver where there are times when i need to reread certain paras to appreciate what she is trying to say. Actually there are times when i reread it and i still have lots of question marks going on because the vocab can get pretty tough. And i always tell myself that i need to google the meaning of the words but i never get round to it. 

Tmr i am kind of torn btw gg back to the office or just doing some drawing which i have not done in a very long time. my paintbrushes beckons...

Messed ard by evil forces

Bad morning and i cant even by left alone for some peace on e bus ride. Like srsly stfu alr. Is not right but sometimes i imagine all these ppl being slowly bit by bit get pulled apart, their mouths wide open but no sound comes out and then slowly their remains turns to dust and nothing. Jean-grey style. Yeah thats how i deal w annoying ppl, mental slow painful murder. is this even healthy? And yeah alot of eye rolling is thrown in as well. And then damn i realise that when i return fr work they are still thr alive and kicking (maybe a limp or an acne exploded face can make things wee bit better) *Insert sad face* They dont call tt fantasies for nthing.

December flower

Six more working days to freedom!!! But wait who am i kidding, december doesn't seem like a slack month considering the revision of prior yr comps (the years and years of o/s issues have snowballed into a giant rolling crap), client meeting, tax provisions... So maybe it shld 6 more days to temporary freedom! Can i be selfish and just party for the first week?! And my idea of partying revolves sitting like a trishaw uncle huddled in front of the computer and watching drama serials while playing Freecell. Oh yeah i can mutitask.

And maybe sporadically release the nyc pics. And do a little swimming, some afternoon tea, dabble in my painting / doodling. Hmmm maybe dec may not seem so bad afterall. I just need to stay preoccupied to keep my mind off some notsogreat stuff. Yes, so come date me in dec okay? :)

Staunch e flow

I need to work out some kind of timeline and as i quote my partner "cut the loss". But i can't bring myself to say "lets set it on next tuesday or next friday or a month later" because. And yeah now i srsly think regret is a lot better than disappointmt.

Xmas xmas xmas xmas xmas :)

The best is yet to be

The constant questioning of the meaning of life, the point of our very existence, the unfairness, the injustice can be pretty draining. I still have no answers to all these questions. A recent reconciliation with an old friend which i thought would be a brief dinner affair and was mentally prepared for it to border on awkwardness turned out better than expected. The so called brief dinner affair became a five hour long session with coffee thrown in and even sparked off a walkathon session which i would like to claim credit for being e source of inspiration. Shameless me as usual.

Amd the funniest part is that i was the one who initiated it. I guess i didn't expect th other party to agree as the initial intention was out of sheer politeness (in real life i have employed a false shrilly tone, "oh lets meet up soon!!") and then i realised it would be too obvious to come up w some lame excuse to back out. Anyways surprise surprise, it was pretty enjoyable. A different kind of interesting with abit of awkward pauses here n there which i can deal with.

So yeah, lets see how december pans out shall we?

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Mayday's songs are perfect for emo-ing. I probably have hit replay button like 5 million times

the flowers of nyc

From the sizes of the pictures, it is quite obvious that i gave up on trying to do any kind of formatting.  So i shall let it remain as they are. It has been what, 4 months since nyc? i am taking forever to edit them because i realised i have no more backlogs! After nyc, my next trip(s) will be in 2013. So until i accumulate enough backlog, i will continue to edit the nyc pics at a ridiculously slow rate.

I was reading a service contract the other day, and one part read " the pool members shall join forces to...." and I couldn't help but giggle a little.  Imagine a bunch of directors looking all solemn at a round table and holding hands and giving each other serious nods, as if they were heading off to war. Are you ready to join forces to combat all the evils in the world? 

okay, childish much. 

i feel like i am free but there is always a tiny thread to hold me back. i could yank myself free but will more threads come unloose. the tangles the mess it is all around swirling swirling swirling. i could take a scissors and cut loose but will i end up cutting myself as well? the flesh the red it is all around flowing flowing flowing. i dont move and the shadows will overwhelm. the darkness it is all around suffocating suffocating suffocating.

 

 

paradox

the choice between regret and disappointment is always extremely tough.  On one hand, with regret, there is still leeway to lie to oneself, the what if, the maybe, the perhaps. We get to live in delusion, the self consolation that if we were to do xxx, there is a chance that things will get completely ape shit and hence, status quo is in fact the best choice.  Yes, it could also go the other way, the route to all happiness and rainbows, but the pessimistic me will tend to bet on the worst scenario although there is still that teeeny weeny part of me that is screaming DEAR LORD PLS PLS PLS LET IT BE ALL SUNSHINE N RAINBOW. 

On the other hand, with disappointment, case is closed. That's it, no more dwelling on what's happened.  Is like after surviving a brutal war, what is that bit of cut? But where the meat is (or seem) tough, the heart is entirely a different matter.  Sure if i could i would want a heart of steel, heck no heart no pain? But magic doesn't exist so I am still stuck as a hopeless softie.  And all the scars and wounds left behind, i don't think it can take another striking. 

And we bring in my never ending list of insecurities, the ability to nitpick and magnify all my flaws (funny how i am not already dead or super depressed turned creepy turned suicidal, which also ends up dead), i have no idea when this battle will ever end.  Is funny how i won't allow others to bully me or my close loves, and yet i submit to being bullied by myself.  Never pretty enough, never thin enough, never kind enough, never talented enough.  If you were to look hard enough, you will realise that it is just the surface.  The pretense toughness to be shredded apart to find someone cowering behind.

How in the end world did i ever allow myself to end up at such a crossroad. haaaarrrrmmmppphhh. And with my character, either i refuse to budge or when i get moving, i will probably raze everything to ground, larger than life style. Is either nothing or take everything down with me. i think i need a chill pill instead.

contentment vs complacent

this month so far despite going through peak has been pretty good. so happy for my gal pal who has finally put an end to all that crap in her life and found someone fantastic. Can't wait to go to Europe next year to see my lil niece/nephew as well.

Today was a pretty good day for me. Met the bff for brunch and did some retail therapy. The sales person went "2nd piece will be 20% off and today is the last day." And i ended up spending another half an hour at the store desperately wanting to buy something to get the 20%. I know right, doesn't make any sense. An accountancy grad and i can't even do the basic math. The bff was like WHY MUST U BUY THE SECOND PIECE. I don't know ok!? Shopping makes me irrational. My mind is just focused on last day and 20%. And i was messing up one rack after another and i swear she was gg to clobber me any second. The end result was me swiping 80 bucks for a denim like top and an anchor print tank top. damn you japanese brands. So much for wanting to save up and to only do shopping in bkk. but bkk is next year. that is like more than a month away which is more than i can bear at this moment.

2012 is too fast for me! one more month and it will be 2013. we are making xmas plans for christ's sake. Xmas!! What in the world happened in xmas 2011? shiaaaat.

Found this via buzzfeed. i get goosebumps from seeing these pics. The way tt the president (CHEERS TO HIS WIN!) looks at his wife. the amount of love they have for each other is so genuine, that they were meant for each other from the very beginning.

 
 i cried like a baby as well when i watch michelle's speech on youtube.

 there are times when i look around and go what is the point? That i am just aimlessly floating around. There is nothing to look forward to, nothing to work towards to. it is like a routine. i wake up i go to work and i come home and the cycle just repeats. and i start tossing around all these questions about life which i have no answer for which makes me extremely frustrated because i can't find a satisfied answer to them. So many whys, i could go on and on abt the unfairness of it all and still i am stuck at square one. Once in a while, i do dip my toes slightly in the shadows, where life cease to exist. i picture the gore the gruesomeness, sometimes i picture it to be swift and painless. either way, there is some kind of sadistic satisfaction to it; that if i wanted to i could totally step over to the other side. 

this is becoming too depressing. bleah. thank god for my happy friends. sometimes i think i am just leeching off their positivity.
 

happy birthday to me

maybe birthdays ain't that depressing. Not when there is so much love from my girlies. How do people out there survive without any gal pals??? Guys are just not the same. You can't exactly sa jiao to a guy without him getting the wrong idea. You can't whine non-stop about random girly crap and expect him to understand. It is just not the same. And how to do group hugs!! Or like send heart / smily faces / kiss emoticons to a guy friend? Or say stuff like "i love you deep deep muacksssssssssssss" and expect the same response from a guy friend?

Man i sound angsty.

Cannot say enough how glad i am to be able to meet so many wonderful people *teary eyed* Y EVERYONE SO NICE. what did i do to deserve all these love man! 

Pardon for this super emotional post because it is the time of the month where the hormones are absolutely out of whack. Which means random moodswings and feeling so full of gratitude for all the love and then wham, feeling so fed up with all the unfairness out there and it is just RAGE AGAINST THE WORLD *shakes fist*

Oh and I have the cutest associates ever. Like wishing me happy birthday in really awkward and random ways. I am really amused. Okay la should count my lucky stars that i am still alive and kicking. time to go sleep. please no more nightmares; my poor heart cannot take it.

aint cool yo

I always thought that after all that dysfunctional crap tt happened, nothing can faze me. I am officially that girl who has seen it all, taken the chill pill and not let things get to me. When work piles up, whats e big deal? Deal with it. The time spent whinning / crying / trying to weasel yr way out of things that should be yrs (death glare to u), my as well spend it on doing your job right?

But then when u start waking up at 3 am 5 am 6 am and start having mini panic attacks, does that mean it has finally gotten to me? The chill pill has run its course? Am i officially stress??? Does sending absolute nonsensical emails to my managers count? or sprouting rubbish to my manager like can i go on leave next week / i pay u $ to help me review comps / lets cease e client now or using my bright pink pen to draw rubbish on my manager's tax act ( cant believe i gt away with that) indicate something along e lines of this girl is gg bonkers?

 As if things can't get worse, the IRAS raises tons of ridiculous queries at this point attaching ridiculous deadlines just because it is time barred. And on top of tt, client's queries which also require research and attention. Not exactly professional to go, sorry we r busy now so can we get back to u in December instead? Times like these where i wish i was incredibly smart so i can work faster and do much more for the clients. Maybe what i need is a brain enhancer and not a chill pill.

On a gossipy note, OMG some ppl are really. I can't even. Doesn't affect me but is more of a 看不过去thing. Congrats u have officially lost all my respect. Not tt u have much of mine to begin with. Pfft.

And i declare bdays as the new depressing day. Can we freeze time or pretend that day doesn't exist? Or shld i pretend tt i don't exist on tt day instead? Okay this is too much for my exploding brain.

cervical vaccine jab. no i still don't like you needles.

I finally got down to doing the jab today. I turned to X and said "Let's go! I think have to do it before our birthdays or else we must pay for it ourselves." 

"Now!?!?"

"Yah now."

So 2 hours later, i has aching left arm. And i still haven't got over my fear of needles. 

When i saw the length of the needle, i muttered "Oh shit" And the doctor was like "har this needle is so small. Like children's needle. Not even the adult needle"

-_-||||  Cannot have phobia of needles ah!?!?!

"So when was your last sexual intercourse?"

Awkward silence.

"Never."

In the presence of the colleague and that few seconds of silence, i did contemplate fibbing my answer. Childish to the max i know but Scorpions got very thin face leh. I am sure everyone has their moments of deciding or making retarded decisions. Right!?!? Right.

shoe crush: charlotte olympia / valentino

are the shoes effing gorgeous or what? Strutting in them makes me feel like i can conquer the world. Us against the world, bitches.

p.s. ZOMG.

I want to book air tickets to Europe NOW.