微笑pasta

刚看完“微笑pasta”。好温馨哦~！羡慕女主角的感情生活。。。当然不包括她的十六段不超过三个月的恋情。好想像她一样，能够做到并且拥有“笑一笑，没有什么过不了”的人生哲理。

可能是文化和国度之间的差异吧。总觉得如果自己生活在另一个国度里，自己会变得更开心，更单纯吧。哈哈~！

今年将度过二十四岁的生日。总希望时间能倒转，并且带我回到十八岁的自己。一个比现在更快乐，更懂得自己的我。当时间一分一秒的过去，像被逆转的流沙一样，自己却还在原地里徘徊的时候，心中那措手不及的焦急便会不自觉的涌上心头。。。情绪难免会受影响，但我还在学习掌控着。

Drama...

Drama. Definitely drama.
Someone’s hair caught fire just right in front of me. Here’s how the story goes.

5 mins before yoga class starts. All of us were waiting outside the studio patiently. One of the ladies leaned against the registration counter. Her hair was permed and she had it secured into a pony tail (something which most of us did so that our hair won’t get into our face during some of the poses).

Suddenly! Another lady cried out, “Miss!!! Your hair! Your hair!”.

She swirled around and tried to reach for it.

“You hair is on fire!”

There it was. Her hair was literally in flames (and smoke). And gosh! It did smell real bad (think along the line of burnt bulb filament).

All of us were amazed. The lady was shocked. The alarm raiser quickly used her towel to douse the flames. A small handful of it fell to the floor. Luckily, it was discovered in time and she wasn’t hurt. We wanted to laugh… it was simply too comical, too dramatic.

After recovering from her shock (and us from our amazement), we were ushered into the studio to start our class. The cause behind the drama? She had leaned against the lit candles on the registration counter… and because of her permed, dry hair… it caught fire within seconds.


Moving on for more drama…

After the class, I was supposed to head down to Taka for the Nokia Fashion Show. Damn! It was crowded and there was a long queue. Simply too hungry. Flew wanlin’s airplane and met up with Cheryl and PC for dinner at Heeren (Korean restaurant) instead. By the way, the food is only so-so.



Did another few hours of shopping before meeting up with Lenus, JacQ and Nick for ‘supper’ at Coffee Club Express. Lenus was telling us her fortune telling tale when lightening flashed across the sky and ghastly winds caught us by surprise. Her tale seemed fated for disruptions – from the waiters to the winds and the heavy rain. Guess it took more than one hour or her just to tell us her 10min tale.

The process? Entertaining.
Wish her luck in her list of 20s and her possible ‘entrepreneurship’ (^ _ ^)

By the way, I ate a lot that day!

不懂

没话题。
从什么时候开始没话题? 不知道、真的不知道。。。
是好是坏。。。说不清、猜不透。
很多时候都不想听、不想讲。。。
也或许是说不清、看不透

左以泉

I’m so into 左以泉 aka 吴尊 now!!! He’s sooo cute!!!
I know I’m gushing. I know I’m over reacting. But hey! It’s just human nature.
Initially, I didn’t think he's cute (when I saw his print ads)…
Until I watched the Taiwanese drama that he acted with Ella from S.H.E – 花样少年少女
I’m hooked!!!

something interesting...

Courage

Have been reading through some of my old friends’ blogs (some of whom I knew since sec 1) over the past few days. The rainy season has bounced back into Singapore. The cloudy skies and the freezing air – I call it the occasional winter of Singapore.

Some may say “nothing compares to the comfort of being in your own home”. It may be true to a certain extent. But I have this yearning to abandon where I have been rooted in for the past 23 years and 7 months. An earnest yearn to travel and to be who I really am. Who cares to be the suckling pig in the office? The idiot who rushes home to catch TV serials and anime? The self-restraint individual who seeks nothing more beyond materialism? The key thing that bothers me since eons ago - I haven’t been living life to its fullest.

Reading through the e-pages that cast memories of people into a life journal, I feel dejected. What have I been doing with my life? I guess I had subjected myself to being one of the “walking sardines” – dragging my butt off the bed in the morning, brush my teeth, squeeze onto the public transport, get to work, get off work, back onto public transport again and whole cycle repeats itself.

Goals that I have to achieve? Financial, not personal. It’s all in the company’s interest. In return? I lost my freedom. It’s more than envy. It’s more than rage. It’s absolute jealousy that rules over my senses as I read on about people around me who dare to venture and pursue their dreams.

But what exactly is my dream? I have no idea. Perhaps I just want to enjoy life by traveling around with no burden, no sense of responsibility towards anyone except for myself. Yes. I’m that selfish.

I beat myself up mentally for not having the guts to give up my job and travel to Japan with the others. I did it again for my lack of courage to travel alone to foreign places. What’s the most terrible and difficult thing that can hold back your dreams? Yourself.

So what have I been doing? What am I waiting for? No idea.

I wished I had the guts to do what Uma’s doing – traveling alone in UK, living her life the way she wants to. And many others (whom I shall not mention coz’ most prob. I’m nothing more but a phantom in their memories).

Too many perhaps. Too many what-ifs. It’s time I should move on and live my life. All I need is a little more courage.

An introduction to my work space & barang barang

Took these while waiting for someone to knock off work...


The invisible cell that I'm confined to throughout the weekdays... pretty much from 9 to 9. And pix beside is the calendar that rules my miserable life...


I'm supposed to fill teddy up with a roll of toilet paper... but I've been forgetting to do just that for the longest time. Cute greetings from my Taiwan counterparts that brighten up my invisible cell. Ain't they sweet??? :)


My unofficial voodoo doll @ work :P


This is just part of my food ration. A lot more choc and biscuits are stacked in my drawer! Ain't I suppose to lead a healthy lifestyle as part of my new year resolution??? Haiz~ Anyways, Tuk gave me this cute "USAHANA" protection kit that doubles up as a mini torch light when needed. Be careful not to pull the ring as the siren is really defeaning.