The feeling of the new year always leave us happy,anticipating and fresh.
Even the slow rock songs sound so fresh and green, instead of the lil melancholic touches that it should sing.

Reaching the end of the year, I know I did not fulfill one thing I promised.
The photoblog for Christmas.
Some blogs that supposed to be out like "A peek of Revelation ."
I already have a very good idea how to do that post but again it's too exposing.
I just dun want people to get the wrong idea.
But should you see that post on the first page of 2006, well you just read it with care and comfort that I still think of you guys dearly.
Just no interpretations needed.

Anyway I didnt do the things that I wanna do for 06 and thus they should be pass on to the new year.

1) Hang out with people who can converse intellectually!
Sometimes I could feel that barley wheats are growing within my skull! I badly need people who can really TALK! I like fun talks but I need some beyond surface conversations too.

2)I dunno when and where my French class is gonna begin.
But I will,ok?

3)I wonder if there's any other way to increase my income other than tuition after work?
Work at BK. =}

4)Drink lots of water and EAT Healthy!!
Damn,I had enough of JUNK foods, Fries, Ice creams, Chocolates etc! I need to stay slim and trim and happy!
Seemly easier than it is,really.

5)A Bangkok tri[p?
Now that Jade says it, I am considering. Hmm..Sounds so fun and it is the life that I am talking about.
Touring with people you dont know this moment and become shopping partners the next.

6)Change my contact lens.
Stupid Basch and Lombs, I hate thou!

7)Earn more, Spend Afford more, Save more.
My ulitmate aim for 2006.

More books,more songs,more people,more life.

C'est la vie!

NYE's Eve

Fish & Co. GlassHouse.
The upper level.
Se7en of us.
Fishes.
Music.
Laughters.
Jokes.
Shots.
Poses.
LoVe.
Goodbye.
Happy New Year.

And then they become memories once more.

2005,I still have a day more to finish the page.

If the itch wont stop, continue scratching.

At least I may use it (my sore eyes) as an excuse for not going to work if I am feeling lazy one fine morning.
I almost did today but nonetheless I still went.

I seriously think I may got a eye defect problem.
Sensitive nerves.
Or simply I got the bunny's virus.I cant stop till they are both red.

Oh blah.

Have plans ahead,acheivable or not,so wont let this get me down.
Infact nothing quite will anymore.

For one thing that is good about me is, you can always count on me to get up and set off for the new day all by myself.
I may feel like craps but a day or two of solitude is all I need.
Rebounce~I called it.

Oh yea, I got a email from one blogger...country to be defined later.
Another amazing news is that he/she did come across my previous blog.
The one which I thought of compile a few here & there and publicize in Friendster, hopeful to get recognition of my blog too.
Haha,what a blah thought!
Much as I may want to hear people telling me that I blogged good sometimes, I rather not risk baring my soul to people I dunno or well.

Saying that I felt perfectly safe letting strangers I know I wont ever meet read here.
That is to say if they are interested to keep it going on,which I doubt and what matters?

For that I want now is a perfect 2005 closing and yes,my 20 and 6 is gonna be a show.
My show.

So I am Blue and it is True

Blue
You're blue — the most soothing shade of the spectrum.
The color of a clear summer sky or a deep, reflective ocean, blue has traditionally symbolized trust, solitude, and loyalty.
Most likely a thoughtful person who values spending some time on your own, you'd rather connect deeply with a few people than have a bunch of slight acquaintances.
Luckily, making close friends isn't that hard, since people are naturally attracted to you — they're soothed by your calming presence.
Cool and collected, you rarely overreact. I
nstead, you think things through before coming to a decision.
That level-headed, thoughtful approach to life is patently blue — and patently you!

So I am Blue and it True

Blue
You're blue — the most soothing shade of the spectrum.
The color of a clear summer sky or a deep, reflective ocean, blue has traditionally symbolized trust, solitude, and loyalty.
Most likely a thoughtful person who values spending some time on your own, you'd rather connect deeply with a few people than have a bunch of slight acquaintances.
Luckily, making close friends isn't that hard, since people are naturally attracted to you — they're soothed by your calming presence.
Cool and collected, you rarely overreact. I
nstead, you think things through before coming to a decision.
That level-headed, thoughtful approach to life is patently blue — and patently you!

A piece of life that I may pine for long

It isnt everyday that I am left home alone.
Maybe some days but it was the night that I yearned to be alone.
The night covers and reveals my inner soul, seek I.

My family were off to Batam to visit my uncle and the new nephew that I have not even come face to face with.
Yes,in case you do not know. I am a half indonesian too.

Don't buy that, I'm kidding.
No doubt my mum does comes from Batam.
The blood heritage is a bluff.

Anyway that leaves me home with solitude.
I dont exactly enjoy loneliness all time but never take it away from me. I may just holler at you.

Spent a boring day at work.
Packed Subway for dinner.
Reached home just before the rain starts their dance.
Took a warm bath.
Rain started. Closed the windows.On the TV.Warmed the sandwich.

On the PC.Insert the CD.
Sentimientos, the enchanting melody for the night.

I read what I blogged a year back on Dec 2004.
Was startled.Was surprised.
Few souls that I know of visited here.
Maybe they once did,maybe they dont anymore.
Fewer souls that I DO NOT know bumped onto here.
I did have like 2 or 3 flattering comments from strangers before.
Oh, beautiful strangers. They are the ones that I will never see and they are as beautiful as uncertainty in life.

A year back,I must be listening to Sentimientos while I blogged.
And one young beautiful stranger who can played piano,I guess, leave me with this:

hi! just dropped by your blog.
Ur very expressive and im quite impressed actually.
I totally agree dat Sentimientos really swayed the heart....J
uz a suggestion...why not put up dat song in your blog?
If you want u can visit mine at *I deleted this*

My blog aint used for publicizing as mine isnt.
Had a very quick glance at her blog.
Is she one lucky kid?I guess noone can be luckier or luckiest at any point of time.But she does have a charmed life?
At least better than mine, though mine isnt jinxed.

Expressive?
Am I?
I am never too good in articulating. Not at least on my inner thoughts and no one shall violate that.
I am the solitaire princess inside.
Cool and cold.Strong and prideful. Independent and lonely.
I never say I wanna change a thing about the way I am, no matter how scared I can be of myself sometimes.

I am emerald and I am stone.
What lies beneath is my vibrant imaginations that can paint black to gold to hybrid!
I can look into a couple infront and draw stories of all sorts.
I can just close my eyes and bring myself to another world.
I am not schizo or psycho.
I am just beautiful.
Ha..blah!
I am just someone more sensual.

Sadly noone close to me can match my sensuality.
Thus they dunno how to feed my emotions,how to come in to my world,how to dance with me.

By far,I do only reckon one beautiful mind but we dont come to each other world.

I beg to differ when people who thinks that they can write sad "poems" about their worlds are sensual.
They are rubbish!
They are just bunch of depressionalist peanuts.
Dont level them up with me.
I am far ahead,for I think I am and I dont care what you think then.

A year back,I was the lost soul whose self-deemed scalawag.
A year later, I didnt marched that far.
But I become this hungry soul who wants a different life, who cant have it and then wants to outdo what fate decreeds.

Look!
I think I could live by myself if I were given an apartment of my own.
Sure expenses could be even more but what makes you think I cant when I can now afford the things that I gave?(I'm not just talking about that Bonia bag.)
A year or two later, I want a better job.
I want an upgrade of certificates.
I want a life that brings me to another league & another league.

Then I know I wanna cry.

But it's too late for tears for time had cross me to another league.
I couldnt sit here and wait till I'm 30 and then cry for the wasted time.

For all that I seek is just a soul of empathy that matches mine.

But where is it?

Expressive?

Non,mademoiselle.

It is just rants.
Whether or not it is heard.

Boxing day

Finally I know why is the day after Christmas known as Boxing day.
Via 98.7fm,DJ Daniel Ong,that is.

Nope.
The x'mas photoblog aint ready yet.
I aint even half way done.
For your information(whether you need it anot)I have about 170 photos to be uploaded.

Dear guys & gals, we have around 5 days to another new year.
Gasp,how fast!

I would usually have lots of anticipations and expectations and inspirations during the end of the year.
That is regardless of whether I fulfilled them or not.
Anyway life is not just 21 if you can fulfilled every single resolutions stated out.
You will be more like 210 years old.
So it doesnt matter if you are 12,30,50 or even 80. We are not 210 yet so no worries.

I guess on the 30th, I would be at some KTV session with my colleagues.
I dont like singing to the mike and infront of everybody.
Guess I would be there just for the merry sake and then waste more money again.
I dare not even take a peek at my account balance!

I am stepping to another league.
Whereby living each day takes greater amount of dough.
Whereby laughter takes on another perspective.
Whereby hi-s and bye-s are increasing.
Whereby youth is fading like a runaway train.
Whereby nostalgia is the only feeling that makes me sane.
Whereby life....
is changing.

From that point to where I see no where yet.
But a step at a time, maybe two or three sometimes.

Merry Christmas

I'm gonna summon up whatever creativity that's left of me to do a really interesting post for this Christmas, even though I wasn't feeling very interesting and upbeat for most of the festive seasons this year...for some reasons.
But there's an awful (technically & literally)load of pictures to be uploaded and it takes (alot) time.
Initially thought I could get it done by tomorrow but now seeing the amount of pictures, I shall push the deadline. (By this year, I swear.)

I know it is always me and my wilful crankiness that gets in the way.
I tried to be good, Santa! I really tried my best!
But still I was a cranky O''Miche.*shrugs*
Like a 3 years old child, like a 90 years old granny.
I can hardly learn to curb.
=<

My last stop of the day was at Harbour Front - a place I never step my foot into since ..(lemme check.)3rd June 2005.
I'm not exactly the type that loves visiting places which could revoke memories.(that's sour)
I had my best days there and revisiting it just makes me understand better and better each time that (good)things never once stay for long.
Don't get me wrong, for all that I should, I still remember each and every one of the good Seraya pals in the sweetest manner.
Just that we all know that when you have to part for too long, even the same old candy does taste a lil different.All that is left was somewhat the familiar yet foreign aftertaste.

Anyway~the same old aroma of Subway mixed with Noodle Hut remains as soon as I stepped in from the entrance.
Many of the shops remained there and then I realised that many were new.
I don't exactly miss working there as I really preferred my current job to the Seraya's one. (I'm not saying that I'm doing what I really love to do though.) but I miss the environment and I guess,the food.
Haha.

Well,enuff said.
Not that anyone of them is gonna find up about here and know that I miss them.
Well I miss almost everyone I know there with an exception of B-ert~of cos.
Blah!

What about Christmas?
I wish I could be half as happy as I should be.
Not that I'm not but I am just not in the celebratory mood.,like "hey, this is X'mas!"
I dunno why?

I guess I turned boring.
I am one of those boring ind-uhviduals out there!

Argh!!!

And I'm going blind....
*_*

December, a month bad for forecasting.

Dear Santa,


2005, I think I broke my expenses record once more.
Not that I really mind but I'm more of surprise of my own generosity.
Haha.

I gullibly spent a hugh wad of money at Kimage.
That does it, I'm going to Supercuts next time.

I lost count of how much I spent on buying gifts just for the company

And I slashed myself a 200 dollars worth of my bank account on buying a Bonia handbag for my mum.
This is by far the most expensive thing I ever bought for her.
It was almost twice the sum I last bought for Mothers' day and she lost the pendent with the necklace.
Hey, Bonia was like the LV now ok?And it's still not very cheap these days.

And some other amount I spent on shopping.
I only bought a set of new clothing for New Year.
ONE SET AND THAT"S IT!

But somehow I felt really happy,it felt as if I'm loaded and spending money like this is just like drinking green tea.

Perhaps it was the joy of giving.
But maybe it was too the joy and the sense of accomplishment that I had when I realised I'm one step closer to what I felt that I should be doing. Especially that Bonia bag.
Who knows next time I can buy a LV myself?
Haha!

I woke up really late today.
Perhaps the latest this year.
I woke up at 13:09.
Watched CNA and saw the document on Tsunami.
Made me feel really sad that I almost cant eat my lunch.
Perhaps X'mas can never be the same for the survivors again.
There's this man crying,asking why has God abandoned him.
I hope that he thinks that God saved him and not abandoned him.
The grief is too much and I prayed that these people are better now.
Maybe it's not very possible but still I hope Christmas still shine for them one day.

Did I mention that today is too my parents' wedding anniversary?
It is their 30th one.
They are not the romantic sort and wouldnt hold celebration for almost anything.
(Unlike me, you deprived me of romance I would die like fish on land.)

Romance was in the air when he hugged me and sang Alex's toh songs (under my requests) (Even though we are standing outside my house,not inside)when my stupid brother had to return and burst the bubble.

Oops,side tracked.

So as usual, we are having our once in year turkey event, turkey dish.
It's really once in a year and I love it.
That's perhaps the only thing that makes Christmas @ home like Christmas.
By far there are only two people,or was it one tasted the culinary skills of my dad.

X'mas may be wonderful but it always leaves some bitter taste in my mouth.
There are always some people who were once here in my life and is not here anymore.
Some I think of them in a romantic way, some in a regretful way.(and maybe some other unlisted ways.)

I felt really lazy this year.
Don't think I will do anything special this year for X'mas.

Cos' 2005 maybe a short year for me, it is too a very detailed and eventful one.
There are too many things that I remembered and I know they are gone for good perhaps.

Oh look, Ms Melancholic is here again.

=)

Merry Christmas, my loves.
Be it you are here or not anymore.


I hope to do better next Christmas.


Love,
Mich

The Wardrode, Lion and the W...ait a minute, it is Gabrielle*!

Or however you spell that angel's name in Constantine.

The Chronicles of Narnia - One show I've been anticipating for dunno what reason.
It seems pretty good even though I dun even know what the whole story is gonna be like.
One thing is for sure. Mystical world, I like!
Brings me into those kinda RPG games which I loved to play.

I was expecting something really exciting, mystical, detailed and ...magical.

After like 2 hrs something in the theater, I came out saying that:

The Chronicles of Narnia is definitely self- OVER RATED!

Repeat that again,please.

The starting of the show is misleading but it is nothing.
A few minutes into the show, I still think that it is previewing other trailers and had to ask Jason if we were in the right theater.
Haha.

The rest of the show was alright.
I kinda like this guy though.(Oh,his name in the show is Mr Tumnus, not Thomas.)

Why do I like him?
Cos' he looks like Justin Timberlake,I think.
I just think he is kinda cute.
But I really think he looks a lil like that Timberlake guy, except the fact I aint no screaming fan of the mentioned.


The ending was the one that spoiled the whole movie, I reckoned.
Not to mentioned that the graphics of the show aint very fanstanic either.
I could tell that so many things are not well done.
But that,I could close one eye. No comments.

The minute that the war ended, the show turned soggy!
Question!
How did that witch die?
The lion gobbled it up?
She just kinda poofed off from the show after the lion landed on top of her and appeared to munch her.

The only thing charming in the show was the 4 beautiful grownups that starred for less than 5 minutes at the bottom?
And they went back to the wardrode and become kids again.

Seriously I would kill myself if I really go back to the wardrode and be back to the times of war!
Who would trade the kingdom, the land, the creatures, the throne, the Justin Timberlake for the bad times and back to be kids again?!

Show ended and I doubt that they can go back to Narnia again.

Blah!!


My 2 cents worth of comment?


I'd say Peter Jackson raised the stakes too high previously.
Awwww...

3,5,7.

I dunno how true this is.
Probably to each of his own beliefs.
Probably it's as true as believing that those food used to offer your ancestors or do for prayings will taste tasteless after that.(and really I kinda think that's true cos' it happened!)


Von said that couples went through major tests during the third, fifth and the seventh year.

True?

I know Irene did.
Von didnt survive the third year.

Am I worried?
Not exactly...I let things be.

Ah...blah..no mood to blog.

The sad song is singing over and over again.

Never meant to hurt you?

I kinda stop tuning to Mandarin pop for a very long time. (and now I hardly switch on my radio)
Most of my office songs are Mandarin and I felt that I have to listen to this again.

Alex Toh 'Wu Xing Shang Hai' (Never meant to hurt you.)

I like this song alot.

In the past when I was like younger, single, naive and prettier,(The last adjective was a joke.)I thought if any guy sings me this, my heart would melt like chocolate in hot oven.

Ironically, I now think this is crap.
And probably the guy deserves it.
What's the point of feeling sorry after you have done something wrong(probably deliberately at that point of time too.) AND asking the gal to come back to him?

In what position do the guy thinks he deserves that kinda magnanimous practice and why should the gal be stupid enough to believe him?

If it were me,I probably let that guy regrets all his life(And like he will. A few months down the road, he probably finds another new gal to replace me.) and walks off to kiss a new life.
All these at the expense of I may still have feelings for the guy.

On a softer note....

I know I always say this now and then.

But there are always certain faces that I miss.
Some I dont see often.
Some I dont see at all.
Some I shouldnt and mustnt see as much as I really miss.

Certain places, certain timings, certain actions, certain songs, certain quotes etc would bring different faces to my mind.

I dunno if they know that I miss them.
In a romantic way and not.

I dont think it is a crime to miss anyone in a romantic way despite your marital status.
Sure it doesnt sounds nice but I guess what matters most is that you ARE the most important person to me.

Some faces..I would probably miss till I'm 40 or 50.
Some faces..I would probably miss till the point I can't remember or simply lost the ability to miss.

I think I am a romanctic at heart.
I love simple things that is beautiful.
I love to be nostalgic.
I love the blues sometimes cos' I think they are romantic in a grey manner.
I love to reminisce.
I can conjure a hundred and more ways of blowing romances into beautiful bubbles by doing simple things.
I am probably one of the extinct poor Romeo if I'm a guy.

I crave for a Romeo.
I crave for someone who stole my heart.

Reveries...

I love.

Shards of incadescent reveries.

This is how it is here.

When I wake up, probably everything fleets.

See how I can divert.

And when I re-read this again, it is probably as crappy as the song lyrics.

Feel so sorry...Baby I'm so sorry...I never meant to hurt you.




Blah.

Lalala~I'm all about the wordplay.

I remembered I read 2:35 on my mobile.
I felt a fluid flowing from my nasal passage.

Darn!

Luckily I have a towel on my bed.

My nose bleed again and it was quite a patch that I remembered.
Luckily it stopped very shortly after and it helps I was lying down.

6:50.
I checked my towel to check if it was a dream.

Negative,it was a dream.

I flipped it over and on the corner I saw the dry patch of blood.

Positive.

I must have damaged my small vein lying at the nasal passage.

My eyes, my nose.

The itch attacks badly at night.

The bleed aint frequent but somehow lately I remembered.

The company dinner was a blast last night.
Too much laughter and we were all exhausted today.

Could hardly peel my eyes open the whole day.
Swore to sleep at 21:00 today.

Seeing the time now,I knew I failed to mark my word.


Christmas,Christmas!!

What's your holy wish?

Btw..I'm sorry if the XL pictures scare you.
I am just lazy to resize them before publishing.

Mirror, Mirror on the wall

I kinda suspect that the mirrors hanging on salons are magical or really they are your ha-ha mirror.
How the hell that a person can managed to look good inside the salon and then turn into a project gone wrong Cinderella?

And the best thing about spending such money in good salons like Kimage is I don't see much difference except for the SLIGHT variation of colour.
My colour initially Auburn dropped to copper and now I'm a dirty blonde?

My mistake,a closer examination of my hair in the mirror once more I realised I aint even a dirty blonde!
It was nothing but dull for me?
Not that I enjoy LOUD colours all the time,but maybe I was expected something more exciting.
But I was surprised that the whole dying didnt take as long as I usually took.

And yea,I got tips on how to style my hair.

She was telling me that...



This is not good.



Neither this is.

I've got a hairstyle that should be pump up which however,I dislike.

So now I tried to take her advice and somehow I couldnt put my hair like the way she puts it.
I should take some time to let my shortest hair grows to a length whereby I could then put a different style all together.

Maybe it doesnt looks so bad but I dont happen to be a fan of my head when the mane of it styled in a manner that I couldn't associate with.

Other than all these,I like that stylist though.

So that's all for my virgin touch of Kimage.
I really wanna try Chapter 2 and Supercuts. But I heard that the latter's prices shoot nonsensically (sp) lately?

But above all, I should just take a boost of courage and determination to break a old sweet style for the new wild chick.

Oh...really?



To end, I show case the latest babe of my family line.
She finally opens her big, round eyes.



















Hehz. My first plush from Watsons. I had a hard time looking for it.

I raised my both hands and wanna surrender myself to bed.
But I knew this is gonna be the last post that he could read before he confine himself with the others into the green forest for a few short days, which really contradicts with how it should feel.


Noticed that there were a serious deficient of updates lately.
I just don't blog like how I used to.
Lack of energy, lack of inspiration.

Is this how it's gonna be when I stepped to the workforce long enough or I simply don't read often?
But oh blah~To spare me from the torment of my heavy eyelids,I shall do it quick now. (And pray hard for no mishaps when I press 'Publish'.)

Where shall I begin?

Ok last Friday.
Clara and her family came back from Korea.So ended her holidays and ...ours.;p
Chritmas dinner is on next Monday.
I think I gotta prepared myself for the embrassing forfeits.

I had a short dinner gathering with my friends as well.
It was good and time was never long enough for a Friday night.
Wont show all the picutres taken.
So some snap shots here and there to take over my words.







That's all.
(The rest wont be upload to my blog if not I will die of the lagging taking place now.)

Today I went to Raffles Hotel to attend some piano performances performed by the kids and too Clara's daughters.
I could passed out in my seat there.
It was almost unprofessional.
The audience.The dirt filled stage.The lots of hiccups with the kids' performances etc.
But some were good,real good.
The rest are plainly rich kids sent to learn P-I-a-N-o,nothing more than that.

Here's some more picts at the hotel.



Oops!I only uploaded this one.
Well~look at me and the beautiful X'mas tree then.=p

Proceeded to meet Jason then.
It felt so long and we didnt exactly had a good talking weekday before we meet.
Well..talking was the issue.
I felt so sad feeling so distant during the weekdays when we could have been closer.
Hope everything will change and vapourizes my insecurity!

The fun began at our last stop - Tanglin Mall.
I knew Tanglin Mall always had this "snow" thingy during X'mas outside it's entrance.
But never did I know that it was nothing but FOAM.
Nevertheless fun till the itch begins.








That's all you gonna see.So much for the tired Mich that can't wait to scram to bed.

Tomorrow will be my FIRST visit for a CLASS haircut at Kimage whereby I gotta book appointment.
Big deal, you said.

Yes,it means BIG deal to moi!
It means I gotta SPEND alot on my hair than usual!
It means that I gotta walk a long way till home,which is not the usual, after my hair is done.
It means I gotta look GOOD with that kinda money invested if not the murder poll will hike!
It means that I gotta be prepared for whatever outcome and the music to my ears later.


God bless!

It better turns up fine EXCELLENT.
It have to be that or 2005 will becomes pitch black for me!



Now I goes to bed and hope I can wake up and be punctual for my 11.30am appt at Northpoint.


And still~

You know I miss you so much.

When you come back, we are a day to the unofficial 2.5 years!

Loving you is like...

Don't want the wonderful date to end yet can't wait till the end of it when I can kiss you.

Change hairstyle..from tomorrow!

No, I'm not gonna do any hair extensions or go bob-cut or simply shave.

Notice how I always tucked my hair behind my ears?

Like this...



Opps..mistake..



Lidat~


NOW~I'm gonna tuck out and be like this.








-___-?Looks silly huh??

And yea..presenting my baby who took these pictures for me.

Sometimes I think I say too much

Till I feel tired to say another sentence about it cos' things wouldnt change anyway.
It may not be the matter of not bothering to lift a finger about it, it may not be not caring about it.
But still it was presented to me that things wont change the way I thought might be better. & whose really doing it in the end?
I thought communication is vital between people.
I only dont talk if I'm in a bad mood or tired.
It's not about what's right and wrong, it's not about I want things my way.

It's about how things could be better for us.

It's about how I feel?

Have you ever go and count how many times I brought up this kinda issue(s)?
Why I am so bothered by it?

Cos' I care?
Cos' things never really once go settled for good.

It wont really change.

I am...I was astonished.

But it wont change a thing.

Period.

=)

Too much slacking and laughter going on in the office lately till work can hardly be done.

If you want to hear some story...once in a while.

I am quite thankful for the many nice people I met in my life, be it who they are in my life,long or short term.
Someday we may part or we already parted.
But it is that opportunity that I met you is precious.

And so begin my long weekend.
We took leave on Friday.(And is off on Saturday)
It was raining cold outside when Jason (really outdo himself this time round) surprised me by turning out at my doorsteps with pancakes & Nutrisoy.
First I was freaked by the knockings at the door and refused to open.
Not becos' I was scared of whose at the door but I simply just cant face the outside world with my just-woke-up-10-minutes-ago look!
It doesnt took me long to realise it was him outside & my Sixth Sense proves me right once more.

I didnt open door still cos' how can I let anyone other than my immediate family sees the beast at home!
I carried on doing my housechores(cos' I felt obliged to) while he pleaded outside all cold.
It was only after bath that I opened the door, only to be euuch by the number of GREEN caterpillars outside my house crawling around.

But they are brilliant lime green.Not a strand of hair or so poking out and he told me that they will turn to be very beautiful butterflies.
Now which culprits did their thing at my house?
To be precise,they came from my neighbour's pots.
Guess the wind blew them all off.

We went to visit his recovered granddad for a while.(^^)
Then we set off with his forth and seventh aunties and their kids to Peninsula Plaza then to Marina Square to watch Barbie & the Magic of Pegasus.(Umm..I think I spelt that wrongly.)

It was the first time of my 21 years that I sat in those front row and watch those cartoons figures perform live on stage.
Though my legs cramp easily by sitting cross leged for a while and the show was boring,(and I think the Barbies are ugly.They look very old to me,esp the lady acted Barbie herself. Oh yea..and that white creature called Shiver. What horrible eye lashes! But the kids love it.)I paid full attention to the whole short performance.
Haha.

We went walking around before Charmaine goes back to her mute* mode when she was sleepy. (JUST LIKE ME!!!)

That was Friday in summary for you.

Today we met again to go shopping at Bugis.
Despite the number of new fashion accessories lying all around Bugis Street,I bag nothing home.
My bought for the day was my soft hair wax, Cassandra's gift and a new hp for my mum.(Only to realise that she has got another working one at home.OH well~)
And yea,Jason got a Puma sneakers for...$?? over there.
It looks nice.
Forget it pple,noone can tell you are wearing a real Puma to a fake one.It's not like your soccer jersey or LV bag,y'know.
(Though I can't tell the difference of those 2 I mentioned.)

Hurried off to Ming's performance - Darkened Light.
Kinda lost the way to her church and poor Jason got chided by me for missing a stop from the 'wrong' church.=(
Sorry~~
Flagged a cab there.That uncle was kind but still it costed $6 to reach?

Nice short simple yet meaning performance there.
The pastor was humourous.
Ming,show me that dance again!
Lol.

Went home.
That feeling was back once more.
Love that giggly self and feeling whenever I see Jason.
I think that's so important to me.
But sometimes I am just easy to throw tantrums and be that mute and hard to please.

And so tomorrow's Sunday.
My table in a mess as usual.

Can't wait for X'mas.


Sweet dreams~

Too much of something is bad enough~

Tell me how the rest of the song goes.
That Spice Girls' song.

One of our favourite office chats lately is Spooky Encounters.
Many freaked me out but there's this one particular one that really stands up.
Thought that I may like to share here.

One of my colleague was very sick last year.
She had high fever that never subsides for a week and so.

One day,in her sleep, she had this particular encounter that she swore that she didnt think she is dreaming. (I wonder if it's right to use so many 'she' in one sentence.)

I kinda understand how that feels cos' sometimes I had dreams that really dont feel like a dream but you have to wake up.
And these are spiritual dreams..well,I feel.

In her 'dream', suddenly her room become very bright.
You watched 'Constantine'? It was those kinda God came to you brightness. So sparklingly white that it hurts your eyes.
2 figures(I dunno male or female) dressed in white told her to 'Come'.

She asked 'Where'?

...
I dunno if it's that 2 guys/gals that didnt answer or I missed that particular part whereby she said that 'where' is.

She shook her head and said, "I dun want"

Then all lights just switched off and she awoke.
Her fever subsided and she recovered slowly.

Dont you find it AMAZING?
But she was scared too cos' it's like they are bringing her away.

My colleague wasnt a Christian but she did attend City Harvest for sometime before stopping now.
I guess she's just like me.
A believer of all good faith and the tendancy to live more in Christ's teaching.

But back to the story,I guess it showed something yea?

I mean..what was that all about?
She didnt feel that it was any dreams or her imagination or pure hallucinations due to sickness.

Hmm~Though typing all these now still send goosebumps all over my body.

I need a good night sleep tonight.

Itch Itch

My eyes would be the death of me!
Every night,it would itch like some fleas dancing on it.(my eyeballs.)
And my sub-conscious would pull my hands to rub it.
=<

Itch itch itch itch.

Define sexy & nice

Friendster is not foreign to almost anyone by now.
Remember hi5?
I think it's a failure version of the first mentioned.

I've received alot of stupid messages but of cos' it died down by now.
Just recently I got another of those kind at hi5 - an inactive account of mine.
The photos are real old as to compare of cos.

From Justin Timberlake, he said.

"Hi, I think you are really sexy and nice. Care to make friends?"

I just asked him for the definitions of the adjectives he used.
Indifference*

Anyway~
Nothing much to update lately,I guess.

December is project spending month.

My lastest gadget just blew a big hole in my account.

Guess it's gonna snow for me.

"Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow~~~~~"