Moving on

Yesterday was great. Apart from the first 4 hours in the office, the rest of the day went fine with Jason.

Haven't ate at Raffles City's foodcourt for a long time and the feeling was good. Somehow or another, Jason and I always had a good time spent eating there.

Every girl probably wants to wear boots and I found these at Robinsons.




They just look so smart to be worn and then again so are the prices. =(


You and I probably wished for a 'kingdom' like this.

Just thrilled by the multi arrays of colours.

IKEA kinda over-rated their catalogues sometimes or I kinda hoped for too much. X'mas don't really springed in there, not as much as I envisioned to be.

That's the kinda vodka for a girls' night out.
(At IKEA.)


This is so funny but don't even try to tell me how that mask is so suitable for me that I should bring it for a masquerade party.

There comes a point of your feelings whereby it gets tired of being grey and jaded.
Alot of things I may not be able to stomach, I may not understand, I may not be able to control to the way I want it to be. But I guess that's more or less about it.
I get tired and I move on.

Hard as it is, repetitive it can be. I have to recognise what's real and what's not and move on with what I have.
I considered myself to be blessed.
My family. My boyfriend. My friends.


I guess these are enough to substain a beautiful simple life.
(Don't you just like that setting and wish it's your own house,even if it's just a small corner?)