July...

A few more hours to it.
July was not any favourite month but I take it as it is. A month 12 days later I came.
=)

I dreamt that I had a son last night.
To put that really weird and nonsense dream contents aside, my son...in my dream was very good looking.
Boyish looking yet mature. How I love contrast combination.
He had a very cute smile. A smile I would fall in love with if I'm just a gal of his age.
And still in my dreams, I remember giving him the name I decided recently. - Ruo4 Xiao1.
Haha.

Anyway...If I ever have a son, that would be years from now.

July.
A month I am especially thankful no matter how.
I love my parents. Lots of things I missed up as I grew up. Lots of things I have yet to give them.

A month that perhaps I should reward myself and buy another 'prize' that proves my work.
But more importantly a month I should give thanks to many that come and leave, that gave memories, that are and were special.

Cos' no matter who you are and what it is, I know in my heart that you matter.
Regrets doesnt bring us back.
Sorrys arent necessary.

We knew in our heart.
We were once important to each other.

And to many who are still here,still important.
Thank you.
Naturally I hope that these relationships will not become a thing of yesterday, but we are all wise by now that it is only but life that such is just a phase and chapter.

Eventually I will learn which are the selected few that will last in my life.
The amount will not dictate the blessings I have.
But you will be truely special.

This month,I will never leave out my family.
Home is the heart of a typical Cancerian like me.

And this is the 3rd July that I still have you by my side.
I will not forget the 1st July especially.
Will always remain special and the feelings are unforgettable.

Such a sentimental blog is a result of such a sentimental song.


When I was small, and christmas trees were tall,
We used to love while others used to play.
Dont ask me why, but time has passed us by,
Some one else moved in from far away

Now we are tall, and christmas trees are small,
And you dont ask the time of day.
But you and i, our love will never die,
But guess we'll cry come first of may.

The apple tree that grew for you and me,
I watched the apples falling one by one.
And I recall the moment of them all,
The day I kissed your cheek and you were mine.

Now we are tall, and christmas trees are small,
And you dont ask the time of day.
But you and i, our love will never die,
But guess we'll cry come first of may.

When I was small, and christmas trees were tall,
Do do do do do do do do do..........

-First of May

Take a breather

It is still tired by the end of the day.
This week has been one hectic and pretty stressful one. Not that it is forcing me to much productivity though.
Heck I still have one and a half day to go.
My neck is sore once more(the other side this time) and I didnt really wanna tell dad this time.
Everyone is tired enough by the end of the day. It is not a duty of his to cure this old aliment (soon to be) of mine.
Besides I do not know how to express my gratitude each time.

I read somewhere that by taking life at a slower pace,you could actually be more focus and productive in life.
Naturally happier too.
It is such a easy method to be a happy individual but trust we all know,it is really harder to practice in a time restricted society.
Being too much a slow coach could cause tragedy! And we thought we could be really wasting life by being too slow in everything,anything.

I met 2 or 3 such frens who taught and inspired me that living life by every sixty seconds instead of a minute.
Really I felt more energized then, though the amount of sleep was generally lesser.
Sadly when the time showed us that we are no more than perhaps once in a blue moon greetings frens, such philosophy of life fades with them too.
You gotta admit that not everyone stays in your life forever, not even those whom you thought so then.

Lately I am so tired that I just cant wait to push myself home.
The idea of taking my own sweet time to stroll home and watch the darkening blue skies is an increasingly burden to my heavy body every minute.

I am always looking forward to a few things when I reach home.

Bath.
(Dinner is secondary.I am always too tired to be hungry when I reached home, but I eat because I have to anyway)
Conversations that filled up the living room,with or without me.
A good tickling chat.
Undisturbed sleep.

Sometimes I get disappointed how things are presented and often it may be my own over sensitiveness.
But I always believe everything/anything happened due to a cause.

The wrong words.The wrong presentation.The wrong time.

Maybe I am too stressed up to enjoy everything.
But I am always too eager to enjoy and blast every precious and short moment,forgetting we should take a breather.

Take a stroll.
Heart to heart coversations.
Enjoy the blessings in life.
Do something good.

I'm holding on...I'm holding on for you.
Cos' I'm all alone. Feeling blue. Miles fromhome.
Lost without you. I will be strong.
I'm holding on..holding on for you.

One hand takes the other for granted

This applies to all those I bitch/bitched about, you, me and every mortal.
Knowing that the increasingly evil me is really no better than perhaps my friend's gf, but I can't help to pin point at what a bitch she is...only fail to realise that I'm no lesser than another bitch when it comes to work and sometimes personal.

It takes 2 hands to clap. When 1 hand is happily doing the work to keep both hands happy, it does get tired and then complainsome soon.

Everyone tends to take the other for granted,intentionally or not.
I often took my parents for granted and this is what every single children did.

It hard to learn that what we have everyday is NOT a daily service but a privilege given actually.

It's hard to measure filial piety but I do make sure I listen to them. That is why I put up with whatever I heard and saw.

So let's talk about a relationship between 2.

Just because one person calls everyday and talk, it doesnt mean it's a duty and you wait.
Just because one person cheers you up everytime, it doesnt mean it's a service and you wait.

(I am talking about both ways,not just a one way train expressing on how I feel.)

On happy times, of cos' one doesnt mind doing the job.
On rockier times,one starts to resent and the other upsets.

I take things for granted and sometimes I feel that Jason take things for granted too.

It has been quite sometime since I last felt Jason are taking the things that are for granted. Somehow things surfaced once more.

Maybe he too felt that I took certain things for granted.
Name me,please?

Cos' without reminders, we would often think we made alot of efforts and did alot of things in making things right and each other happy.

I am never well rest this week though the amount of sleep is clearly sufficient.

I returned home feeling like a (shagged) dog and today I can barely touch my dinner.

Still I wanna call you.
I wasnt really expecting anything. It could be understandable if you are tired or not.

But I was kinda upset that you are waiting for my call.
Waiting.
Doesnt mean it's my duty.

Ironically it is somewhat debate-able of what difference am I from a poor gf's material?
I seem to be highly demanding and only want people to make me happy.(Cos' work could be so fucking intense and unhappy sometimes.)

I dunno. Leave it up to your food for thought.

Second thing is....
Dont ever ask me what I want for present.

I dont like hearing that from someone that's very close to me.
Of cos' that doesnt give you the reason/excuse for buying unpardonable lousy presents which you should know that I dislike.

I never have much expectation for presents.
I am not a materialistic person.Even if I am, I would only like it when I am the one that fulfill my own material desires. My Cybershot T5 is a very good example.
T5 doesnt carry any significance if it is a gift from anyone.
I like working my way up to good,expensive things.
Not a matter of principle but satisfaction.

So back to what I was talking about.
A gift to me represents how much you actually care about that person.
It explains how much attention you paid to that person and how much that person means to you.
It is not the price tag of that gift that explains eventually.

God...I am such a romantic crumb and why would anyone else bothers asking what I want if he/she bothers?

A very simple gift.Cheap gift.DIY gifts.Small things that add to one big present.Even just a stalk of flower.Whatever~I can give you a thousand,three hundred and nine gifts' ideas!!
As long as it comes from the heart, what matters?

Anyway I have decided the things to do before my bday.

1)Dinner with my gals and whoever that actually offers to date the dry flower out.
2)Take leave on my bday and perhaps half a day before to pamper myself in town. Try to be a fake tai tai in town. Manicure,shop, coffee, walk..act class.

Freaking tired, go sleep I shall.

Complains and complaints

Today's just another classic case that almost made me wanna vomit on one of my candidates.
If you watched Slient Hill, I am referring to those kinda projectile whereby it burns.

Candidate: Gal, NUS undergrad,very TALL and not pretty enough. To put it aross more aptly, it is no way close to even pleasant to the eye. Goon look.
Job:Temp at contact centre in Bank. Relatively easy job. Only thing is it goes on rotating shift and 6 days.
Shift hours: 8am to 6pm, 9.30am to 7.30pm and 1.30pmto 11.30pm.

After day 1 of her work, she told me her parents doesnt allow her to take the "night" shift.
Worried of safety?

My stand: You are not alone. You are in Raffles Place where everyone whose still there are working there, still boozing. You are not pretty enough to worry about anything else.

My verdict: For parents who are so damn protective about your children. Do us a favour. Keep them in Zoo or Museum.

Crimes taking place in night is just what we city people taled them to be.
Just like Once upon a time, mermaid still exists in deep sea.

In actual fact, murders take place in board day light even.

And my point is, there is absolutely nothing much you should be worried about your daughter. She's not working in a club and ....there's nothing much you should worry.You get my drift?

Fuck it!

The English Bulldogs Vs the Portugal Underdogs(no more!)

Now I am surprised but more elated that the Portuguese overthrown their foe -the Dutch!
Even though the game was quite roughly played in the end, but still I think the Portuguese deserved the whole winning credit.
We are pretty sure that without that ref, this game would be a much pleasant game to watch.
But hey, the roughing explained the game between men.

Up next England and Portugal meet this Saturday.
I cant wait for the English to just fly back to UK for good.
No doubt I must admit that Beckham did well with his trademark kick despite his ill form, but that's enough for the team.
I personally think that that "Sony Ericksson" is just trying to be funny. In other words, shit!

Though they are lucky so far and still luck favours the team with the injured Portugal, but I say luck is kind enough for them to sniff in the quater finals. A place which they have not come close for years.
So that's it.

We will send the Bulldogs back to the rainy,cold cage and end their underperforming misery.
Soon they will become the underdogs.

Funnily,I never think I have any 'hatred' for England but when it comes to World Cup, I remember not ever supporting England.
Beats me.

Spoken like an avid soccer fan, but I'm not.
HAHAHAHA!

The real soccer fanatic would laughed at my ignorance but heck, he would be greatful that this is the only period of time I would be supportive of soccer.
Lol.

Speaking of that....
I would like to comment on one of my guy friend's gf.
I never really like her from the start.
Not that she has a bad character or so. But I would like to think that she is always one spoilt brat.

I know I aint in a great position to comment on her cos' God knows I ain't one perfect gf aswell.
But we always love to bitch on others' shortcomings,dont we?

Lemme summarize her blog:

"I lost my bf to the worldcup.. everything was fine until yesterday nite... it was Portugal vs Holland and England vs Ecuador... Worldcup vs *Her name...
Throughout the entire day u will hear nothing abt football.. the game that i love yet i hate...

*His name will keep saying abt the match that nite how cool.. If i need not work i seriously wanna watch it too...I asked him whether he wanna stay over, he said probably not becoz he wanna watch WORLDCUP but den if i want him to stay den he stay lor if not i'll get angry again...

Initially I hope he will stay.. but den when I heard word 'If not u get angry again!!' I wasn't angry this time round i was FURIOUS... i juz feel like banging the wall.. Can't i juz show my unhappiness??? Iz ur choice whether u want to come or go.. but he was so indecisive (ask him watch he scared i unhappy... dun let him watch he unhappy) so i made the most generous decision... I swallowed my unhappiness and told him.. to go home and watch his match... I dun even want him to send me home.. but he insisted so I hurried home.. wave gdbye and ask him to go home.. emphasing that if he dun leave soon he'll miss the 1st half...

I dashed up the stairs without even turning back, open the door, shut it behind me and broke down... Seriously no point keeping him beside me with his mind all the way in GERMANY... Suddenly the sight of him urks me.. esp those eyes with the word "WORLDCUP" in it..

I think I was angry becoz I was jealous.. tat he get to watch the match but i can't.. those were my fav teams... and the reason why i can't watch was becoz I've to report to a sick place..

Imagine I spent my entire morning caught in the rain waking up so early juz for his soccer match... trying to be super supportive but all i want is for him to "WANT" to give up watching worldcup for me... The importance doesn't lie with whether he does things becoz u want him to do so.. rather iz whether he "WANTS" to do wat u want him to do.. iz the volunteer spirit and the willingness without the need of u to ask... "


Ok I didnt really summarize;p. Just cut off the unnecessary parts.
From a certain angle, I do understand her point of view.
But again...I mean what's her point?
Her eventual wish is that she wishes her bf to stay by her side cos' she can't watch the match and he can??
I find that part saying about volunteerism is totally rubbish.

Ok lemme put it this way.
IF

a)You know your bf is a die hard soccer fanatic .(in my case, Jason has never left soccer since what...11 or 12 or even younger?)

b)World Cup comes every 4 years,not months. And every single match makes a great difference and every 4 years, every teams bring surprises!

Would you be angry if your bf actually wants to watch it instead of accompanying you andd thus miss it?

Or rather how would you actually wants your bf (a soccer fanatic) to miss such an important and cool match(Yes, England and Ecuador, Portugal and Holland esp) if it is due to the fact you CANT WATCH IT?

And you could be so angry that you feel like banging the wall and break down in tears?
Allbecause you felt that he isn't "voluntarily" want to give up watching soccer(like which in the sane guys' mind will) cos' he is worried you will be unhappy?

And cheers to yourself thinking it is GENEROUS of you to ask him to go home watch instead!!
Why not think it is SELFISH of you to ask him not watch for your sake?

Everything could be a flip of coin,depending on how we look at things.
Maybe I didnt like her enough to make the judgement I made.
Maybe I was defensive of my friend.

I asked myself if I would want Jason to give up watching any important matches for me.
Seriously...I really think I wont.
And again, I really think he will if I really need him to be by my side on such events.


=)
Nite.

Portuguese or Dutch

Honestly the pinic didnt exactly turn up of how I thought to be.
Should have remember that Botanic Garden is too green, too boring.
It doesnt help that it rained and otehr than the few swans, one duck,alot of unwanted luo han fishes and some tortises, we have alot of insects,flies,bees, tourists and maids' gathering about.
Lol.

And I'm sooooo sleepy.
Shall upload those photos at a later date.

Sigh...Here we face Monday blues again in a few hours.=(
I dunnnnnwaannnannnaaaa go work~~~
Like I used to feel that I dun wanna go school.
What goes around,comes around.

Tonight's matches are quite exciting though.
England Vs Ecuador & Holland Vs Portugal.

I'm way more interested in the latter.

In the past,I'm pretty sure that Portugal would get whipped in the ass by the Dutch.
But this year is different, they have got good players, good results and most importantly a good coach!!

I like the orange teams though but I want the other team to put a strong fight as well.
So with both strong teams, my best bet is a draw or maybe the Dutch would qualify for the next round again.
It would be very exciting if the Portuguese really make it a 2:1 if there's extra time.

Hehehe...cant wait to breathe the news tomorrow morning.

I was hoping to see Korea in the semi finals or at least the first 6 or 8. But darn, they are out!=(

And my wish is to see the Brazilians meeting the homelanders of this World Cup.
I wont be surprise if I find myself cheering for the Germans instead cos' they are really doing a good job this time!!

World Cup is the only soccer match that didnt put me to sleep!

On a Saturday

It was nice to walk around in your regular neighbourhood.
It has been a long time since I last shop around my own Central.
Bought quite a number of stuff,mostly for tomorrow's pinic^^.

Began in boiling the potatoes.
Boiled another pot of water to make hard boiled egg.(note*mishap!)
Boiled again to make tea for my mum.
Boiled again to boil the suasages.(Taste no less better than fried ones, infact the same!!I am going to do so for the rest next time.Easier and healtier.)

Initial plan was to cut potatoes into cubes, make it a potatoe-sausage "salad".
Peeled the skin.
Happily wanna chop in cubes only to realised it is too soft for cubes!!
Changed my mind to make it mash and realised it's a lil' hard and dry for mash.

Sob!!
Just as I watched the potatoes looking terribly sorry (while I cont'd mashing it),I asked where are all the culinary genes of my parents. Do I even have them?
I continued mashing, having no idea to cry or laugh.

My lil' bro returned home and I rendered his assistance to mash the other half.
Added in margarine,mayonaise and a lil pepper.
Sweats tickled down(this is real) my forehead and after a holy 30 minutues(no actual timing was made though), the initial pale and chunky mashed US potatoes started to look decent.
A lil' milk would have help better but I did well without it too.

Voila!It's a GOAL!!!~!!!
One score for Mich against the potatoes!!!

-___-" D-uh.


Washed up the bowls and utensils.
Next lined up are the Eggs team. (ok, enough of those soccer frenzy talk)
I was kinda worried that with the potatoes, the eggs would have a nauseating effect on the stomach.
But since I 'boiled' them, I might as well proceed.

Drained the water.
Cracked the eggs.

OMG!!!They are only half boiled.
Not just one but all three.
I quickly dumped them in the bin and cleared the trash.
I first thought that they are not boiled long enough, then I thought the water are not hot enough.
But kuku me only realised I should cook them inthe water itself and not pour boiling water in them and leave it.

Blah!!I actually really forgot that when I wanna boil them and could only remember that that's how mum cooked half boiled eggs for us. And I thought by leaving them for a longer time, they would become fully boiled.
-__-*
(And it's not that I have not made egg mayo before.)


Haha.
I cant even make such a simple dish.
I really have no talent in cooking sia.


On another note...Sometimes I wondered how did my parents actually get together when they have so much in uncommon and basically finds it hard to communicate all along.
I find comfort in the facade that they still talk.
You know, it's hard not to be upset when you dunno whose side to stand. As a middle-man,you know that they just basically stood firmly in their own stands and too obstinate. It is a30 years of knot not easy to undo, if not cut and break free is the next easy way out.

My dad told me that he knew that he would move out and live alone(wherever) when we are all grown up.
Will he really?I like to think not as he is not one to forsake his old companion then.

Sigh.I cant deny that I am still upset but I find it number as days goes.
Just say that I am comforted by the facade that they talk...still.

It's all about you

Happy 35th month and one more official one, we will be 3 years old.
Even the skies are tearing in joy for me now.
Ah~What perfect timing.Rain rain come now!!The bigger the better.

We both took leave to bask into the sun of the Friday's town.
It either felt as if we have two fridays or two saturdays.
Took so much photos (121) that this post is gonna take a loong time to end.
Waiting for photos to be uploaded to a portal could be such a pain. No thanks to my 56k.

So the day begins with me waking at around 9.30am and lazed till 10am.
Bathed.
Chose the tops.
Change.
Not satisfied.
Change.
Repeat.
Ko.

Surfed the net.
Jazz~
Want to blog a lil first.
Stomach ache.(What a unromantic thing on a liberated Friday)
Blog.
Surfed net.
Make up.
Fixed hair.
Must keep checking I looked fine.
(I leave the rest to the photos.)

Home, checked.


Neighbourhood, checked.



Bustop, checked.




On the bus, checked.


We had Subway for lunch.
I think Jason is more interested in the cookie anyway.







Walked the long stretch of road from Shaw to Tanglin.


Friday's sun is scorching!



This looks so yummy!!


Trust me,it's only gonan be this big when you purchase.


I like this=)


Friday on Orchard streets..Lala.


And we saw this sexy ad.


Wanted Jason to do a suitable pose for this act.

But it ended up like he's peeing there.


Lemme show you how to do it!


And when Jason asked me to face the camera, the effect is gone.


(See~~Slim day me..LOL!!)


Superman 1: Jason 0


This makes us so thirsty.


Hand in hand, we proceeded to Tanglin.





Vainity models.








In the air.


Happy 35th months, baby.


Jason can juggle with football pretty fine.
Let's put him to test.

Volleyball.


Basketball.


Whoo!!Clap*
Throw him some fishes now!!! ;p

I just love Jasons'. (No matter what it is called now, it is Jasons' forever to me.)

Loved the colours~~So delightful.
This the kinda market I wanna buy my groceries from.


Tomatos.


Exotic fruits.(meh??)


Ham.


Potatoes???(hahaha)


Sin.


Amazed that basil leaves come in bouquet too.


You and me.=}


Bought ice tea at Mcdonald when I saw the most beautiful thing of the day.


I have a soft spot for Eurasians-good looking ones that is.

Walked back to Taka when Jason broke a news that flipped my mood.
Apparently it's a slight miscommunication on where I wanna watch my movie.
Thought he meant Cathay Cineleisure when it is really The Cathay he was referring as choice A.
Duh...it is naturally upsetting to be back to where you worked on the days you are not working.

But I'm okay after a while.(Jason was so thankful!)

We watched Slient Hill.
I didnt think it was as bad as the critics though.
But damn those 2 bitches who talked NON STOP and fucking hell is that they sat besides me.
Dunno why I so 'sway' everytime. Must sit next to blabbermouths.
I prayed hard that they get ulcers (BIG ONES) on their mouths.
Isnt it so fucking inconsiderate to just talk during the movie. It's not even occasional whispers.
Lucky The Cathay's cinemas have BLOOMING sound system.It drowns their voices once in a while.


Look like sau-gu tourists ma?
Take photos here. xp





We were the first in the theater.(And last to leave too.)


He's afraid of T5's strong flash.


I dun have a fav no but maybe 12 since it's my birth-day.

Ta-dah.


Look who I found in the cubicle.


John Wayne~(Dun ask me who he is.)



Walked to Raffles Link for a short while.

Nice eh?


Decided to head to Chomp2 for dinner.
(no more photos..tired le..)

At Serangoon Interchange.

We ate,watched Worldcup for a while.
I wondered how much did Spain managed to score.


Parted a sweet goodbye.

Till then it's pinic date on Sunday^^.


Watch out~

=D

Waking up no earlier than the usual timing,have a long bath and Jazz!!
It's hard to believe it's Friday~
I would be only anticipating 1pm usually on Friday.
It's good to have a break sometimes. Only worries is that when Monday comes, the blues are double in size but heck that thought till Monday.
Come what May~

Not much time to do a decent blog cos' I have a date later.^^
Just say it's TGIF~

Happy 22nd Birthday to my dear Eve~

And happy 35th et 1~~

Fat days

Getting fat and fatter.
=(

And I look so ugly.

I just hate it when days in the month comes when you feel so ugly,fat and inconfident.

Ah...stupid hormones.

Guys would understand it better when gals do feel as useless as Ronaldo(now) and somedays as starful as....as..........as.......any of the best striker in the team.

Period.

Blah~

Somedays

Nothing much to share today except that Friendster showed me a lil' phenomenon today.
Just as I wondered how come noone bothers to view me anymore this month, the view stats doubled itself overnight and another 20 over leaps by lunch time.
Ain't trying to say anything but I'm pretty surprised.

If only the same says for my sales figure.

If you are gonna ask me how's work,I would say it is ok.
I just laid pretty low for some days in the month and then very agressive for other days.

I couldnt ask for too much cos' I have a good environment(not that bad as compared to many perilous out that) and really my job is not stupid.
There are alot of people who really can't survived the stress in this line and alot counted on us.

But I know I cant stay on forever and too long. Every thing gets too stagnant at the end of everything.
What to do?

But at least I know corporate HR aint my cuppa.
I aint the sort that can excel in mundane admin jobs.

Somedays...thoughts like these are just a cycle.
It goes for anything/decision else in life.

Life,life.

I just finished my last pack of gummy bears.
Need a refill.

Cavity for sanity.
Seems like a fair trade though.

Crusading the blues

Monday is sssllooowww.
Not exactly unhappy but the sytem is slow and the time is slow,making me ZzZ.

Nothing too much to blog today.

Went for a light trimming of hair to end the blues.
Not too much of a difference but trimming the hair makes me feel good.

Wonder if I was a lion last life?
Does lion likes trimming of its' mane?

The Wheel of Fortune?

I was reading some chinese novels outta boredom this afternoon before I went for a short nap.(which explained why I am still not in bed yet.)

In chinese, my thoughts used to be more sensual and romantic. Of cos' that had to be when I was single too.

When we were younger, we were fond to ask at which age you would choose to go back if you could.
I would have chose at a tender age when I could prevent some 'tragedies' to myself if I have known.
But then the notion of re-going through every single stage could be a pain as well.

So come thinking of it, I think I'm very lucky.

I may not be rich but I have roof over my head & never starve for the past 22 years.
I may not be bright but at least I had produce managable decent grades till the last I studied.
I may not be immensely popular but I have and had met many nice friends till now.
I may not be beautiful but at least I'm not too far off now.
I may not have alot of boyfriends and even if Jason is really my very first official one but he is really the best for me now & hopefully ever.
I may not have the highest paying job now but I dont have the most boring and slaving one either.

So if given the chance to go back and play the wheel of fortune once more,would I really?

I guess that author was right.
We would not either.

Weekends,never long enough.

Lately I seem to be telling people that weekends pass very fast and I often feel so demoralized when Monday comes.
Guess it comes not as a surprise for anyone whose doing office job.

Nothing much lately.
Guess I shall just post some photos taken this weekend.

Friday

Met up with my petite dear friend of 10 years(!!)- Eve for dinner.(who had better blog a lil in her sacred free time)
Walked around town and talked about work.
Our conclusion: Work sucks.
Ha.



That's her.


A true blue Doraemon freaklove. =p




Obviously no one would believe that I'm one when I pretended hard.

We didnt managed to take pictures together.
Guess our tiredness consume that thought of mine.

It was gr8 meeting up though.
The only not so nice idea is that she suggested watching Garfield2 or Just my luck next time. Lol!!
I dont seem to have much interest watching that animated fat cat or any production by Lindsay Lohan.
But again it is the time we spend together that do the counting for me.
So long it's Friday,I'm fine with it.

Saturday

After a draggy4 hours doing nothing in office,I spent another sweet o' Sat with Jason.


We had lunch at P.S's Mcdonald.

Walked a lil and I saw the phone I desired 'live'.

Isnt it such a eye catcher babe?
I dont fancy Moto's phone but hell this gold special edition one just take my breathe away.
If I'm the king,I would make her my concubine immediately.

After that we proceeded to Woodlands.(Had lots of fun on the train itself.)
While he went to the Statium and have some photo taking session with his team, I went shop.


Take 1.


2.


3.

It's kinda embarassing to do that in a mall but I'm just trying to carry out that message-"I'm just in a I-want-to-spend-some-money kinda mood."

Finally we went to Bishan to show him the surprise I promised him.

Before that, he went for some betting and got "caught"


Hmm??



Argh!!!Someone saw me!!




Hide,hide.

This the surprise I wanna show him cos' he's a fish lover.


That's a shrimp,y'know.


Albino lobsters..



Cool blue one.

That's one cute goldfish with a heart symbol on it's forehead.
Dare not take pictures,scared kana scolding.
But...it's so cute~~~


There's performance by that stupid band(from Taiwan)-Super cute band aka chao KO ai.-.-
It's stupid but I admitted I laughed when that panda touched his butt & shaked which I tried very hard to imitate later at night but failed.




Chao ko ai.(not ke ai.)

After dinner, we went to Fairprice to get this for my dad.


It's Fathers' day and I can only get this.

I like Bishan's Fairprice cos' it has got the US and Jap sections which made it so colourful.

Some US products which some makes the Americans sooo fat understandable .













Then I saw this.


I dunno about you man.But if I wanna drink herbal tea, I wouldnt sip it outta that package.
Just dont seem right.







I wanted to take a nice pic together at Fairprice

.
Something tells me that Jason is obsessed with the "gals' comic eye effect" comment I told him previously.-_-

And finally when I reached home, I have got a nice surprise.


You wouldnt believe that I have so many bears on my bed but yes I do.
The surprise is that mum had arranged them in such a warm,welcoming manner.

I took more pictures of that than this but showing you one will do.


But poor Pink Panter was leftout. No wonder he lookeds so sad.

I decided to take picture of my window panes too.


All those $1 capsules,except for that mushroom & snowman which came from cakes.

Hee..


I show you a Kelly Poon style.

-__-
I recalled this photo when I saw Kelly's poster at Bishan yesterday.
Same pose.
Look alike mah?


That's enough for this weekend.

Cant wait for next and this is coming June end soon.