Yes, unpretty indeed. And to add, my bandages are getting grey and dirty. Not to mention my toes! ok, i shan't go there. Just now i attempted to post a letter. So i walked to the MRT station. Only to regret it. heh. What was usually a 7-minute brisk walk turned out to be a 25-minute trot. I had to take breaks cos i started to feel my bones protesting. Ok, i'm sorry and will never do it again. (not until the doc gvs the green light at least)
On another note, i had a very nice day. Cos i found out as i was reading the morning paper, that i, having the privilege to be home on a weekday afternoon, can catch American Idol finals live, direct off satellite! yep, so tt cheered me up a bit.
And then, i met Z online and had a very nice chat. Big hug, my dear girl. And ur writings are so mesmerising. In case u wanna do advertising, i think u can. But i think u can do a lot of things. heh.
On a final note, i'm a happy girl cos tonight my cell-group is coming to my place. Cos my beautiful feet are durable enough to travel yet. These pple are so adaptable. Thanks. Ok, i gotta go get dinner. *growl (says the tummy)
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
The conversation
C1: Hey hey!!!
(C2 looks in my direction)
C1: why? Why so sad?
C2: (downcast eyes) (silence)
C1: Are u bored? i'm soooooooooooo bored.
C2: (continues to look)
Yea, this happens about 7 times in a day. Cos i'm stuck at home and i'm so bored.
Legend: C1- Cheryl; C2- Chippy.
(C2 looks in my direction)
C1: why? Why so sad?
C2: (downcast eyes) (silence)
C1: Are u bored? i'm soooooooooooo bored.
C2: (continues to look)
Yea, this happens about 7 times in a day. Cos i'm stuck at home and i'm so bored.
Legend: C1- Cheryl; C2- Chippy.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Oh beautiful feet
Yes, in my quest for beautiful feet, and before u tink i'm really the sort who'll throw my life away for beauty, it was on the doctor's advice. The title of this entry can also be 'Oh functional feet". But it sounds weird doesn't it?
Heh.
I admitted myself into Gleneagles on Thursday early morning at 6am. The surgery was scheduled to be at 730am. My dad dropped me as he had a flight to catch at 8am. I didn't expect myself to be so scared. I thought it'l be nothing. I mean, it's not anything has changed. But i felt very alone. And the idea of GA (general anasthesia) scared me further.
I did the necessary, including handing my Letter of Guarantee and Medisave form, and allowed the counter staff to make a copy of my IC. Then, 2 steward-like Bangladeshi guys, nice and politely led me to my room 808. They taught me how to use the locker and how to adjust the bed, then they left me.
I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling light. I thought i had time to catch a wink. But in like 5 minutes, an auntie-like voice sounded "cheryl...". Well, the nurse had come with operating dress (really just a piece of cloth with strings). So i changed and put my stuff in the locker. And within minutes, i was being wheeled into the theatre. I wanted to cry. I felt like a little girl again.
The threatre is just like what we see on TV. Bright and clinical. Everyone was chirpy and happy, poking fun at one another. (according to B, "it's how Grey's Anatomy!") Seriously, i wouldn't noe cos i don't watch. I kept asking, "Are u my anasthestist?" But most of my answers were like "No, but he's coming soon." "No, he's much shorter".
When he finally came, it was, again like on TV. He had a comforting voice. And spoke more slowly than the rest of the pple in the room. He explained what he was going to do. I asked him if there was any chance that i might sleep forever, i.e. die. And he said no. Then i asked if i might wake up halfway. He said no again and i was satisfied. He then proceeded to 'find my vein' and when he finally came to the final jab, he said, "Cheryl, this is it. Do u drink? What do u drink?"
i said, "erm...i like red wine, Baileys..yea, that's about it." "Ok, this is going to feel like 4 red wines with 2 Baileys ok?" "Ok."
And then i felt it. Then, like some drunk shit, i said "oooooooooooh. i feel it now. I'm floating..." Then i shut my eyes.
I as i was being wheeled out of the threatre. I recognised the bright lights. And then the pain hit. It was so so bad. I don't even know how to describe it.
I fell back to sleep under the influence of the drug.
I next awoke to an overwhelming pain that made me cringe as if i was having spasms. I was on a drip that administered painkiller constantly. The surgeon came by, saw my state. And instructed the nurse to increase the dosage. The painkiller attempted to reduce the pain. It also left me weak and groggy. En, B, P and D came by to see me. I felt so loved. But i was so weak, i could only open my eyes a bit and fall back to sleep, with my mouth wide open.
The nurse urged me to eat. and i wanted to kill her. Cos i was not able to. The painkiller had reduced all my muscles to zero. It rendered me unable to musticate my food. Or even swallow. I could only give thanks that all the oral painkillers were paired with anti-gastric pills.
By the middle of the next day, i was much better. Pain visited in momentarary pricks that brought tears, but the threat to kill was much less likely. i was also able to be taken off the drip. I could eat too. But hospital food is tasteless. And to add to my inactivity, i didn't really have reason to eat.
I stayed another night. I was not able to move an inch off my bed. I depended on the bedpan to pee. I had no shit. Perhaps i was truly scared shitless. ha. It was a Saturday that i was discharged. My sis came to bring me. It felt good going home. Cos i was starting to feel bad for troubling everyone to come and visit me/ take care of me.
Now i'm home. With a grand total of 5 days of MC. I am bored to tears. I actually want to work. But this actually gives me time to blog. And laze around. And sleep. Now my feet looks like this:
Yea, the toes are swollen from the water retention. I haven't seen the work of the surgeon. I only get to this Friday. Can't wait. Will show u soon. yippee.
Heh.
I admitted myself into Gleneagles on Thursday early morning at 6am. The surgery was scheduled to be at 730am. My dad dropped me as he had a flight to catch at 8am. I didn't expect myself to be so scared. I thought it'l be nothing. I mean, it's not anything has changed. But i felt very alone. And the idea of GA (general anasthesia) scared me further.
I did the necessary, including handing my Letter of Guarantee and Medisave form, and allowed the counter staff to make a copy of my IC. Then, 2 steward-like Bangladeshi guys, nice and politely led me to my room 808. They taught me how to use the locker and how to adjust the bed, then they left me.
I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling light. I thought i had time to catch a wink. But in like 5 minutes, an auntie-like voice sounded "cheryl...". Well, the nurse had come with operating dress (really just a piece of cloth with strings). So i changed and put my stuff in the locker. And within minutes, i was being wheeled into the theatre. I wanted to cry. I felt like a little girl again.
The threatre is just like what we see on TV. Bright and clinical. Everyone was chirpy and happy, poking fun at one another. (according to B, "it's how Grey's Anatomy!") Seriously, i wouldn't noe cos i don't watch. I kept asking, "Are u my anasthestist?" But most of my answers were like "No, but he's coming soon." "No, he's much shorter".
When he finally came, it was, again like on TV. He had a comforting voice. And spoke more slowly than the rest of the pple in the room. He explained what he was going to do. I asked him if there was any chance that i might sleep forever, i.e. die. And he said no. Then i asked if i might wake up halfway. He said no again and i was satisfied. He then proceeded to 'find my vein' and when he finally came to the final jab, he said, "Cheryl, this is it. Do u drink? What do u drink?"
i said, "erm...i like red wine, Baileys..yea, that's about it." "Ok, this is going to feel like 4 red wines with 2 Baileys ok?" "Ok."
And then i felt it. Then, like some drunk shit, i said "oooooooooooh. i feel it now. I'm floating..." Then i shut my eyes.
I as i was being wheeled out of the threatre. I recognised the bright lights. And then the pain hit. It was so so bad. I don't even know how to describe it.
I fell back to sleep under the influence of the drug.
I next awoke to an overwhelming pain that made me cringe as if i was having spasms. I was on a drip that administered painkiller constantly. The surgeon came by, saw my state. And instructed the nurse to increase the dosage. The painkiller attempted to reduce the pain. It also left me weak and groggy. En, B, P and D came by to see me. I felt so loved. But i was so weak, i could only open my eyes a bit and fall back to sleep, with my mouth wide open.
The nurse urged me to eat. and i wanted to kill her. Cos i was not able to. The painkiller had reduced all my muscles to zero. It rendered me unable to musticate my food. Or even swallow. I could only give thanks that all the oral painkillers were paired with anti-gastric pills.
By the middle of the next day, i was much better. Pain visited in momentarary pricks that brought tears, but the threat to kill was much less likely. i was also able to be taken off the drip. I could eat too. But hospital food is tasteless. And to add to my inactivity, i didn't really have reason to eat.
I stayed another night. I was not able to move an inch off my bed. I depended on the bedpan to pee. I had no shit. Perhaps i was truly scared shitless. ha. It was a Saturday that i was discharged. My sis came to bring me. It felt good going home. Cos i was starting to feel bad for troubling everyone to come and visit me/ take care of me.
Now i'm home. With a grand total of 5 days of MC. I am bored to tears. I actually want to work. But this actually gives me time to blog. And laze around. And sleep. Now my feet looks like this:
Yea, the toes are swollen from the water retention. I haven't seen the work of the surgeon. I only get to this Friday. Can't wait. Will show u soon. yippee.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Chippy
Chippy is my black furry dog with an insatiable appetite and the saddest, sweet eyes. I came home to an excited dog, as usual. J got on with his usual greetings. and a little more.
J: yo Chips, wassup.
(pauses)
wow. you have the amazing ability to make the whole place smell like you.
Chippy: (silence)
We proceed upstairs. And Chippy races along, overtaking us. (He likes to be first, then wait at the top of the stairs) Unfortunately, he trips.
J: How is it possible that you trip when u have 4 legs?
J: yo Chips, wassup.
(pauses)
wow. you have the amazing ability to make the whole place smell like you.
Chippy: (silence)
We proceed upstairs. And Chippy races along, overtaking us. (He likes to be first, then wait at the top of the stairs) Unfortunately, he trips.
J: How is it possible that you trip when u have 4 legs?
Sunday, May 07, 2006
random sia
well well, i've been wanting to blog for the longest time. In some odd way, it's a form of release. And it is fast becoming a luxury because of its rarity. I know it sounds unbelievable. But in the office, i'm not comfy with blogging. And when i get home, i don't like to find myself staring at some screen since i've done it for an entire day.
Here i am. at 6.03 am on a Sunday morning. i blame the ice milk tea i had today at 3pm. Yes, tea has that effect on me. I dunno. it's not all the time. i suspect it's some combination with milk and sugar that sends me bouncing off the walls. And yes, i was one happy girl today.
I had planned to wander about town on my own. But in the end, the plans were pleasantly foiled as i ran into my sis and LK. Ended up wandering about town with them. And chatting to my heart out. For all the amount i talk, i sometimes miss talking. Can u believe that?
Came home to watch the Elections results. exciting stuff. Seriously, i never used to think so much about our government. But with this round of elections being one of the more hotly contested ones, i find myself being interested to read more, hear more. Sad to say, i don't have many opinions regarding the government that i can call my own. But i'm learning, and thinking.
I remember on some random Monday morning, i was trotting to work, rather happily. Before u all think i am mad, do nothing at work, or simply a workaholic, it's not the case, i assure u. I'm sometimes happy for no good reason. I don't burst into smiles or some shit, i just secretly smile to myself. It's like, if my heart could wink, that's what it did. A cheeky one. (I understand that i'm sounding mad)
So i told myself, that i have to blog about this, lest i forget that such good days have been bestowed on me. i will sing of His mercies, forever i will sing!
On another more personal note, my Japanese roomie, M, has returned to Japan. Initially, it was odd returning to an empty room. Cos i had gotten used to coming in and saying "hey". Now i don't. I still change in my bathroom even tho i don't have to anymore. It had been a great learning experience. While i didn't learn any Japanese, i did learn more about Japanese people. More importantly, i had found a friend. I don't actually think i'm an easy person to live with. And i didn't expect myself to find it easy to live with someone who started out being a stranger. But i did. And it was a smooth and pleasant experience. Now with the extra bed moved out and half my wardrobe returned, my room feels more spacious. Welcome all who wanna drop by and hang out!
Another meaningless thing i have to update u all about is my rebonded hair!!! i did it. finally. i've been thinking about it for the longest time. But didn't do it cos i didn't fall into the catagory that was commonly named 'candidates for re-bonding'. What i mean is, many people i sought opinion from felt that i didn't need to as my hair was not wavy. But now i look neater. The change is not drastic. But i actually look like i bother to comb my hair. Isn't that great?
Finally, i need to buy a pair of gold shoes to match the gold handbag i had recently acquired. In case u think i am Miss Ar-Piang, i'm not ok! my handbag is a matt, light gold shade. Very nice. Got chance i show u. And cos my bags NEED to have matching shoes, the urgent task is to get gold shoes. Perhaps Monday i'l go and get. Today i did see stuff i like. Just didn't buy. i wanted to be sure. hee.
You have come to the end of my blog entry. In case u are wondering, this is my bimbo outlet. Is it not obvious enough? heh. Thanks for entertaining me. i'm most pleased! =)
Here i am. at 6.03 am on a Sunday morning. i blame the ice milk tea i had today at 3pm. Yes, tea has that effect on me. I dunno. it's not all the time. i suspect it's some combination with milk and sugar that sends me bouncing off the walls. And yes, i was one happy girl today.
I had planned to wander about town on my own. But in the end, the plans were pleasantly foiled as i ran into my sis and LK. Ended up wandering about town with them. And chatting to my heart out. For all the amount i talk, i sometimes miss talking. Can u believe that?
Came home to watch the Elections results. exciting stuff. Seriously, i never used to think so much about our government. But with this round of elections being one of the more hotly contested ones, i find myself being interested to read more, hear more. Sad to say, i don't have many opinions regarding the government that i can call my own. But i'm learning, and thinking.
I remember on some random Monday morning, i was trotting to work, rather happily. Before u all think i am mad, do nothing at work, or simply a workaholic, it's not the case, i assure u. I'm sometimes happy for no good reason. I don't burst into smiles or some shit, i just secretly smile to myself. It's like, if my heart could wink, that's what it did. A cheeky one. (I understand that i'm sounding mad)
So i told myself, that i have to blog about this, lest i forget that such good days have been bestowed on me. i will sing of His mercies, forever i will sing!
On another more personal note, my Japanese roomie, M, has returned to Japan. Initially, it was odd returning to an empty room. Cos i had gotten used to coming in and saying "hey". Now i don't. I still change in my bathroom even tho i don't have to anymore. It had been a great learning experience. While i didn't learn any Japanese, i did learn more about Japanese people. More importantly, i had found a friend. I don't actually think i'm an easy person to live with. And i didn't expect myself to find it easy to live with someone who started out being a stranger. But i did. And it was a smooth and pleasant experience. Now with the extra bed moved out and half my wardrobe returned, my room feels more spacious. Welcome all who wanna drop by and hang out!
Another meaningless thing i have to update u all about is my rebonded hair!!! i did it. finally. i've been thinking about it for the longest time. But didn't do it cos i didn't fall into the catagory that was commonly named 'candidates for re-bonding'. What i mean is, many people i sought opinion from felt that i didn't need to as my hair was not wavy. But now i look neater. The change is not drastic. But i actually look like i bother to comb my hair. Isn't that great?
Finally, i need to buy a pair of gold shoes to match the gold handbag i had recently acquired. In case u think i am Miss Ar-Piang, i'm not ok! my handbag is a matt, light gold shade. Very nice. Got chance i show u. And cos my bags NEED to have matching shoes, the urgent task is to get gold shoes. Perhaps Monday i'l go and get. Today i did see stuff i like. Just didn't buy. i wanted to be sure. hee.
You have come to the end of my blog entry. In case u are wondering, this is my bimbo outlet. Is it not obvious enough? heh. Thanks for entertaining me. i'm most pleased! =)
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Early morning Monday....blues?
my sis returned from Hong Kong on Monday. I mean, really late on sunday nite. I crept into her room at 730am. A time considerably late for most, but my sis was still snoozing.
me: eh, u not working today meh?
sis: working..
me: wah. then u don't wan to wake up ar?
sis: waking up....
me: wakey wakey!!
sis: ai ya...
me: it's time to work! whoo hoo! time to work time to work! ( i start prancing around her room in my most graceful ballerina steps.)
sis: shhhhhh.....
me: but it's time to work! it's great to work!!!!!!!!!!!! (in an opera voice, Singapore Idol reject-style)
sis: GET OUT!
seriously, that's what younger sisters are for. You hardly see them (i only see my sister in church on Sundays. And yes, we live next to each other), and when u do, u should scream at them. All because they innocently tried to get you psyched up for Monday work. Talk about family ties.....(huge dramatic sigh)
me: eh, u not working today meh?
sis: working..
me: wah. then u don't wan to wake up ar?
sis: waking up....
me: wakey wakey!!
sis: ai ya...
me: it's time to work! whoo hoo! time to work time to work! ( i start prancing around her room in my most graceful ballerina steps.)
sis: shhhhhh.....
me: but it's time to work! it's great to work!!!!!!!!!!!! (in an opera voice, Singapore Idol reject-style)
sis: GET OUT!
seriously, that's what younger sisters are for. You hardly see them (i only see my sister in church on Sundays. And yes, we live next to each other), and when u do, u should scream at them. All because they innocently tried to get you psyched up for Monday work. Talk about family ties.....(huge dramatic sigh)
Saturday, March 18, 2006
hello to you
I really shouldn't b awake at this hour. But i am. i wan to blog. But i'm so sleepy. I've been scraping by on very little sleep. like 4 to 5 hours every day. and i tink this won't do. but this week isn't goin to be much better. cos smack in the middle of the week, is a very important Arsenal match.
Last nite i met P for dinner. And i told her that i need to be non-working people once in while. Cos they keep me in touch with reality. Yea. that's it. In case you think that it's all about work, it's not. It's all about you. And in this case, it's all about me.
It's all about how much i'm enjoying life, how much i'm learning, how much i'm loved and how much i'm loving. The list continues, how much i read, how much i sing, how much i impart. It's also about how much i laugh (do u remember the last time you did?), how much i run, how much i sleep and of course, how much i shop.
if you, like many others, think it's about how much u work and how much u earn, and how much OT u do, u're mistaken. or so i tink. there's more to it. i promise.
Tomorrow is sat. and i'm geared up to shop. i wan to walk the streets. i don't have to buy anything. just walk and see and maybe buy. heeeeeeeeeee. but the bones in my feet can't take it anymore. i mite visit the doc soon and see if i'm due for a corrective surgery. sigh. i'm a fine example of a girl who throws away her toes for the sake of her beautiful pointy heels.
Mayb tm i will bathe my Chippy. Ok, i shld stop blabbering. i'm goin to bed. i'm sleeeeeeeeeeepy. bye for now. it's just a report to say i'm still around. heeeeeeee.
Oh, and i forgot to drop a blog on my important day. 9 March. my birthday. in case u forgot, it's fine. I still love u. and i noe u love me toooooooo. i'm mad. ha. =)
Last nite i met P for dinner. And i told her that i need to be non-working people once in while. Cos they keep me in touch with reality. Yea. that's it. In case you think that it's all about work, it's not. It's all about you. And in this case, it's all about me.
It's all about how much i'm enjoying life, how much i'm learning, how much i'm loved and how much i'm loving. The list continues, how much i read, how much i sing, how much i impart. It's also about how much i laugh (do u remember the last time you did?), how much i run, how much i sleep and of course, how much i shop.
if you, like many others, think it's about how much u work and how much u earn, and how much OT u do, u're mistaken. or so i tink. there's more to it. i promise.
Tomorrow is sat. and i'm geared up to shop. i wan to walk the streets. i don't have to buy anything. just walk and see and maybe buy. heeeeeeeeeee. but the bones in my feet can't take it anymore. i mite visit the doc soon and see if i'm due for a corrective surgery. sigh. i'm a fine example of a girl who throws away her toes for the sake of her beautiful pointy heels.
Mayb tm i will bathe my Chippy. Ok, i shld stop blabbering. i'm goin to bed. i'm sleeeeeeeeeeepy. bye for now. it's just a report to say i'm still around. heeeeeeee.
Oh, and i forgot to drop a blog on my important day. 9 March. my birthday. in case u forgot, it's fine. I still love u. and i noe u love me toooooooo. i'm mad. ha. =)
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Leap
while i was dancing today
i saw You
and how You cried
pleading that You may not die
the death i was meant to die
how You begged
beads of bloody sweat
i dance the steps
that were choreographed for You
for me
the dance You danced
so that my feet would not only walk
but leap
i am eternally grateful
p, i stole this from ur blog. it touched me so much i teared.
i saw You
and how You cried
pleading that You may not die
the death i was meant to die
how You begged
beads of bloody sweat
i dance the steps
that were choreographed for You
for me
the dance You danced
so that my feet would not only walk
but leap
i am eternally grateful
p, i stole this from ur blog. it touched me so much i teared.
Just an update
If u have stopped reading my blog, i don't blame u. If some blogger updates only like twice in a year, i would stop reading too.
Anyway, i'm really supposed to be sleeping. But i refuse to. I don't noe y. it was supposed to be a fun nite. Not exciting kinda fun. Just the normal kind of couch potato fun. i'm currently cravin to be a couch potato. But the sofas at home are not comfy enough. sigh. i'm just full of complaints.
Was just reading M's blog. And i realise that i miss America. lots. i miss the money i had. the holidaying. the shopping. the frequency at which i go "wow!". I was just recounting to a friend today about how my tour to CNN was. And in turn he told me about his internship at SPH. it was nice. it also made me remember the day we walked to the Time Warner building. Just as we turned left on 5th ave to Columbus Circus and it started to snow. Nice bite-size snow balls falling. I remember thanking Daddy for allowing me to witness snow at such a nice place. It was also one of the rare times we actually woke early (cos we had to catch the CNN tour) and the place wasn't so crowded yet. I miss it.
Now my life is a routine. An effort is required to make it interesting. I make a conscious effort not to watch TV or stare into space when i've nothing to do. I need to find more events at which i can go "wow". His mercies are new every morning. Thank You.
I actually have so many things to do. I need to bathe my poor dog. I want to colour my hair. I want to go shopping. I want to hang out with you. Hold your hand. bah.
But instead, later i'm going running. I will run for an hour. Until i can breathe no more. Then i'l bathe. A hot one. I'm even contemplating going back to the office to finish up that small bit that keeps bothering me. But i shall not be obsessive.
I know it's in store for me. And i claim it everyday. My princesshood is mine to keep. My blessings run after me.
I want very light brown streaks in my hair. I want it long and soft. Tomorrow i'l have it. Yours will be blue. Shall we watch the Fulham match?
Anyway, i'm really supposed to be sleeping. But i refuse to. I don't noe y. it was supposed to be a fun nite. Not exciting kinda fun. Just the normal kind of couch potato fun. i'm currently cravin to be a couch potato. But the sofas at home are not comfy enough. sigh. i'm just full of complaints.
Was just reading M's blog. And i realise that i miss America. lots. i miss the money i had. the holidaying. the shopping. the frequency at which i go "wow!". I was just recounting to a friend today about how my tour to CNN was. And in turn he told me about his internship at SPH. it was nice. it also made me remember the day we walked to the Time Warner building. Just as we turned left on 5th ave to Columbus Circus and it started to snow. Nice bite-size snow balls falling. I remember thanking Daddy for allowing me to witness snow at such a nice place. It was also one of the rare times we actually woke early (cos we had to catch the CNN tour) and the place wasn't so crowded yet. I miss it.
Now my life is a routine. An effort is required to make it interesting. I make a conscious effort not to watch TV or stare into space when i've nothing to do. I need to find more events at which i can go "wow". His mercies are new every morning. Thank You.
I actually have so many things to do. I need to bathe my poor dog. I want to colour my hair. I want to go shopping. I want to hang out with you. Hold your hand. bah.
But instead, later i'm going running. I will run for an hour. Until i can breathe no more. Then i'l bathe. A hot one. I'm even contemplating going back to the office to finish up that small bit that keeps bothering me. But i shall not be obsessive.
I know it's in store for me. And i claim it everyday. My princesshood is mine to keep. My blessings run after me.
I want very light brown streaks in my hair. I want it long and soft. Tomorrow i'l have it. Yours will be blue. Shall we watch the Fulham match?
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Chinese New Year
Chinese New Year flew by. And i haven't even organised photos for my US trip. Disgusting hor. Anyway, before CNY, i was dreading its arrival. Cos i didn't wan it to end. i feared the end of holidays. But now that life is pretty much back to normal, i'm feeling fine. Thank God. I thank Him everyday. whoo hoo. i'm truly feeling like a princess. anyway, since looking at pics is more interesting than me talking away. here it is.
The Sia Family. We rock.
Cousins unite. Tan family.
Cousins unite. relaxed. =)
Cousins trying to be devils.
The Sia Family. We rock.
Cousins unite. Tan family.
Cousins unite. relaxed. =)
Cousins trying to be devils.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Preview of USA
i haven't sought permission. But in a bid to keep u all updated with my USA trip, refer to www.mychin.blogspot.com
An awesome blog by a great travelling partner.
M, it's ok hor? heeee.
alternatively, scroll down a bit, then hit the 'boyfriend' link on the right. =)
An awesome blog by a great travelling partner.
M, it's ok hor? heeee.
alternatively, scroll down a bit, then hit the 'boyfriend' link on the right. =)
Shopaholic Me
So i spent a lot of money in New York. But actually, i didn't buy that much. U noe that when one has to repeat clothes from her 4th day at work!! What a catastrophe. And my office is really cold. So oddly enough, while i was shopping today, i actually attempted to find clothes that are not 100% cotton. Ha.
Today i went shopping alone. Such bliss. I walked quickly, zipping in and out of shops, feeling most pleased. It's not always that i like to shop alone. But because i was determined to get something, i had to be efficient. And in a bid to beat the crowd, i reached town at 1030am. i walked around till about 8pm, no less. i feel so happy. the purchases of the day include:
one Mango blazer
one cream cropped cardigan
one pair of patent brown leather pumps from Xodus
24 hangers
i'm short of an alarm clock. I NEED an alarm clock. and a reliable one at that. There's too much at stake. i'm looking forward to tomorrow. i want to go to church.
By the way, i have every intention NOT to mention my work life on this blog. For a few reasons:
a) this is my bimbo outlet. and anything to do with work does not coexist with any tinge of bimbo-ness
b) i think it's a very good check for work-life balance. Not that if u have nothing to talk about, u have no life (or is that it?) but rather, by lending some focus to other things, i'm hoping it'l keep me grounded and in touch with reality.
c) i do have other things to talk about. ha. like my shopping. like my USA trip, which i haven't gotten down to sorting out.
i need to pack my life. it's no longer just my room. it's my sister's room which i have terrorised. Now a good quarter of my sis' room is filled with my stuff. sigh. i also need to pack my computer. it's starting to slow down, now laden with music and photos. i'm goin to move everything to Poddie. i realise that i keep talking about doing things. but i don't actually get down to it. but this time i think i need to le. with CNY approaching. boo.
when i actually start getting things goin, i WILL post pictures. heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Today i went shopping alone. Such bliss. I walked quickly, zipping in and out of shops, feeling most pleased. It's not always that i like to shop alone. But because i was determined to get something, i had to be efficient. And in a bid to beat the crowd, i reached town at 1030am. i walked around till about 8pm, no less. i feel so happy. the purchases of the day include:
one Mango blazer
one cream cropped cardigan
one pair of patent brown leather pumps from Xodus
24 hangers
i'm short of an alarm clock. I NEED an alarm clock. and a reliable one at that. There's too much at stake. i'm looking forward to tomorrow. i want to go to church.
By the way, i have every intention NOT to mention my work life on this blog. For a few reasons:
a) this is my bimbo outlet. and anything to do with work does not coexist with any tinge of bimbo-ness
b) i think it's a very good check for work-life balance. Not that if u have nothing to talk about, u have no life (or is that it?) but rather, by lending some focus to other things, i'm hoping it'l keep me grounded and in touch with reality.
c) i do have other things to talk about. ha. like my shopping. like my USA trip, which i haven't gotten down to sorting out.
i need to pack my life. it's no longer just my room. it's my sister's room which i have terrorised. Now a good quarter of my sis' room is filled with my stuff. sigh. i also need to pack my computer. it's starting to slow down, now laden with music and photos. i'm goin to move everything to Poddie. i realise that i keep talking about doing things. but i don't actually get down to it. but this time i think i need to le. with CNY approaching. boo.
when i actually start getting things goin, i WILL post pictures. heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Saturday, January 14, 2006
what are u? suaku??
So there's this new club in town. I kinda know of it. I mean, i'm really quite a cool kid. And for a tax associate, a major cool one. haha.
I was chatting with my not-so-cool auditor friend
(kidding, cos i was proven sorely wrong)
P: hey! i'l be meeting the girls at MOS!
me: cool.
P: wanna?
me: sure.
lunch?
for those of u in the same boat, as in the "Mos Burger" boat, some updates: MOS stands for Ministry of Sound, a new club at Clarke Quay. Which i tink is strong competition for Zouk as my fave club. One place where u can keep dancing for 2.5 hours. Cool stuff. check it out soon.
I was chatting with my not-so-cool auditor friend
(kidding, cos i was proven sorely wrong)
P: hey! i'l be meeting the girls at MOS!
me: cool.
P: wanna?
me: sure.
lunch?
for those of u in the same boat, as in the "Mos Burger" boat, some updates: MOS stands for Ministry of Sound, a new club at Clarke Quay. Which i tink is strong competition for Zouk as my fave club. One place where u can keep dancing for 2.5 hours. Cool stuff. check it out soon.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Post America Frenzy
Everyone i run into today asks me how my trip was. And i tell them it was gooooooooood. It was! I can't say i loved every moment. But i suspect it's really close. I had a very nice time. Thanks to those involved. You know who u are. =)
Now that my trip is over, and i've landed in the land of reality, there's work to be done. And limited time.
-pluck/trim/neaten eyebrows--done.
-send M's parcel--done.
-send out M's postcard to M'sia
-clear room and fit in new clothes--need 5 hours?
-go running--i actually can't wait. Just that the rain and swollen left foot is holding me back.
-go through all the photos and decide which to print out--5 hours?
-compile my scrap book before my memory fails me.--20 hours? (trust me, it takes very very long)
-bathe chippy--i'm happy his hair is long and fluffy. but it comes with a price.
-meet D to get stuff and pass her hers.
-colour my hair again.--i tink i want it a shade lighter. just a shade.
-meet G and Q to pass their presents.
-return all the winter clothing and bag i borrowed.
-do a breakdown of my USA expenses.--i dread this the most.
it's all this for now. looks like i have to get busy. But before that, i need to eat some papaya. =)
Now that my trip is over, and i've landed in the land of reality, there's work to be done. And limited time.
-pluck/trim/neaten eyebrows--done.
-send M's parcel--done.
-send out M's postcard to M'sia
-clear room and fit in new clothes--need 5 hours?
-go running--i actually can't wait. Just that the rain and swollen left foot is holding me back.
-go through all the photos and decide which to print out--5 hours?
-compile my scrap book before my memory fails me.--20 hours? (trust me, it takes very very long)
-bathe chippy--i'm happy his hair is long and fluffy. but it comes with a price.
-meet D to get stuff and pass her hers.
-colour my hair again.--i tink i want it a shade lighter. just a shade.
-meet G and Q to pass their presents.
-return all the winter clothing and bag i borrowed.
-do a breakdown of my USA expenses.--i dread this the most.
it's all this for now. looks like i have to get busy. But before that, i need to eat some papaya. =)
This is home, truly
the moment the ships out at sea and the golf courses and chalets near Changi (i assume) came into view from the airplane, i found myself smiling.
It had been a long 12plus hours flight from London Heathrow, following an overnight transit. I was pleased to be home. The feeling of familarity and security is well appreciated by me. Though at the same time, i had a deep craving for bagels with fruit and walnut cream cheese dressing. The ones we had in Brooklyn. yums.
I made a mistake with my return time. And this rendered me transport-less. But i was determined not to spend on a cab. Particularly since i was well aware of airport surcharge and peak hour surcharge. argh. so i called everyone i knew. Dakooma came to the rescue.
In the process of waiting, i changed into a singlet and shorts. A luxury that must not be taken for granted. I was pleased to find myself looking at bare legs and feet. Only that my left foot is swollen, from the aftermath of joggin in Central Park for an hour with bad shoes, and topped off with loads of walking. And perhaps water retention from long flights? i have no idea.
Seeing chippy was the next best thing. He looks so cute. i suspect my dad had him prepared in my favourite hairstyle for him. Fluffed up paws and more hair on the top of his head. He welcomed me with much excitement. and his signature move: peeing. sigh. what can i say?
I unpacked rather quickly. And found that the stuff is rather manageable. Now i just have to decide what clothes in my wardrobe is to go, in order to make space for the new ones. But for now, i have to go pick my parents. They are back today too! yippee. =) laters.
It had been a long 12plus hours flight from London Heathrow, following an overnight transit. I was pleased to be home. The feeling of familarity and security is well appreciated by me. Though at the same time, i had a deep craving for bagels with fruit and walnut cream cheese dressing. The ones we had in Brooklyn. yums.
I made a mistake with my return time. And this rendered me transport-less. But i was determined not to spend on a cab. Particularly since i was well aware of airport surcharge and peak hour surcharge. argh. so i called everyone i knew. Dakooma came to the rescue.
In the process of waiting, i changed into a singlet and shorts. A luxury that must not be taken for granted. I was pleased to find myself looking at bare legs and feet. Only that my left foot is swollen, from the aftermath of joggin in Central Park for an hour with bad shoes, and topped off with loads of walking. And perhaps water retention from long flights? i have no idea.
Seeing chippy was the next best thing. He looks so cute. i suspect my dad had him prepared in my favourite hairstyle for him. Fluffed up paws and more hair on the top of his head. He welcomed me with much excitement. and his signature move: peeing. sigh. what can i say?
I unpacked rather quickly. And found that the stuff is rather manageable. Now i just have to decide what clothes in my wardrobe is to go, in order to make space for the new ones. But for now, i have to go pick my parents. They are back today too! yippee. =) laters.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Manhattan--the last moments
U won't believe this, but today, D n i went joggin in Central Park! it was sub-zero in the morning. We actually woke up. And we actually ran. A grand total of 1 hour 5 minutes. But in the beginning, i didn't tink i cld make it. It was freezing. And as u run to try to keep warm, ur ears become really cold from the breeze. D n i had to run into Duane Reade to get gloves.
i wore a singlet, a long-sleeve tee and a wool sweater, 2 pairs of tights, a pair of track pants and socks. I only perspired in the last 10 minutes of the jog.
But it was an experience. A non-tourist one at that. and perhaps my only chance to run in such conditions for a long long time.
Then we met M for shopping and breakfast/lunch. Visited H&M at Herald Sq, which is way more organised. Also dropped by Forever 21. And i kicked myself for not coming earlier. Cos the variety is very large and for some odd reason, they are fully stored with summer clothes. Something most appropriate for Singapore-bound me. And the stuff are cheap!
Then we went to Strawberry and a few other stores. I got really bored. Cos the stuff started repeating. I didn't have things to buy and i wasn't hungry. That pretty much rules out a lot of things to do.
Finally, we decided to go to Brooklyn. And it was really nice. Graffiti and bagels and vintage shopping. I bought a sweater from 'Brooklyn Industries'. I was telling M that "now i have a souvenier from Brooklyn'. And D says it's a brand. hmmm....yips. coolio.
The day ended with meeting up with friends from Melbourne for a Congee dinner. And visiting their hotel. It was ok. We laughed a lot.
More to say. But perhaps another entry. =)
i wore a singlet, a long-sleeve tee and a wool sweater, 2 pairs of tights, a pair of track pants and socks. I only perspired in the last 10 minutes of the jog.
But it was an experience. A non-tourist one at that. and perhaps my only chance to run in such conditions for a long long time.
Then we met M for shopping and breakfast/lunch. Visited H&M at Herald Sq, which is way more organised. Also dropped by Forever 21. And i kicked myself for not coming earlier. Cos the variety is very large and for some odd reason, they are fully stored with summer clothes. Something most appropriate for Singapore-bound me. And the stuff are cheap!
Then we went to Strawberry and a few other stores. I got really bored. Cos the stuff started repeating. I didn't have things to buy and i wasn't hungry. That pretty much rules out a lot of things to do.
Finally, we decided to go to Brooklyn. And it was really nice. Graffiti and bagels and vintage shopping. I bought a sweater from 'Brooklyn Industries'. I was telling M that "now i have a souvenier from Brooklyn'. And D says it's a brand. hmmm....yips. coolio.
The day ended with meeting up with friends from Melbourne for a Congee dinner. And visiting their hotel. It was ok. We laughed a lot.
More to say. But perhaps another entry. =)
Saturday, January 07, 2006
The most uneventful day in Manhatten
The motivation to blog is odd this time. It's cos it's so usual that i almost definitely will forget this when i arise tomorrow.
The day started early because J was leaving for home. We didn't sleep at all. He was busy with packing, loading the new ipod and basically doing the last minute bits. 5am we left the Bronx for JFK Terminal 4, where he successfully checked in about 100kg of luggage with no extra charge. He had a total of 3 hand-carry pieces, but he didn't attract any attention. After checking in, we went to Macs where he took his last American macs breakfast, M had her McGriddle, D his hash browns with jam. And me? the usual hot chocolate. I love Macs here.
We followed J visually all the way as he cleared the security checks, which was particularly tedious for him as he had lots of luggage, a laptop that always calls for extra scrutiny and u have to remove shoes. Upon witnessing that, i've decided that i'l be wearing flip flops to the airport when i leave.
Bye J. Manhatten does feel weird without u. D and i are a lot quieter. hee.
M, D and i returned to the Bronx where we took a longer nap than we had planned. Headed to Chinatown at 2pm where M had her US$25 haircut at Pell Street. She looks great. Nice, cropped fringe with well trimmed tresses around the face.
We then trotted around the Hong Kong-like Chinatown for a bit. Had hot ginger tea and $0.70 Po Lo Buns with Red Bean filling. Nice.
We dropped by Bloomingdale's to kill time before dinner. Bloomingdale's is an extremely well-organised departmental store. Slightly more classy than Macy's. Way too pricey for M and I. Moreover, i really don't need to buy any more things.
Then we proceeded to Spring Street where we walked into random shops that sold pricey, second-hand vintage items. Then we went to queue for a table at the Hole in the Wall Jap restaurant. M's Malaysian friends joined us. Joanne, Chanyi, Candy and Elaine. All 7 of us spent a grand total of US$54 at the restaurant. Average food with average ambience with average service. Extremely forgettable stuff.
Then we headed home. Home in the Bronx.
Tomorrow will be another relaxing day. Walking the streets downwards from Grand Central. Hope to walk more. So that i can burn the crazy amounts of food and hot chocolate i'm consuming. =)
The day started early because J was leaving for home. We didn't sleep at all. He was busy with packing, loading the new ipod and basically doing the last minute bits. 5am we left the Bronx for JFK Terminal 4, where he successfully checked in about 100kg of luggage with no extra charge. He had a total of 3 hand-carry pieces, but he didn't attract any attention. After checking in, we went to Macs where he took his last American macs breakfast, M had her McGriddle, D his hash browns with jam. And me? the usual hot chocolate. I love Macs here.
We followed J visually all the way as he cleared the security checks, which was particularly tedious for him as he had lots of luggage, a laptop that always calls for extra scrutiny and u have to remove shoes. Upon witnessing that, i've decided that i'l be wearing flip flops to the airport when i leave.
Bye J. Manhatten does feel weird without u. D and i are a lot quieter. hee.
M, D and i returned to the Bronx where we took a longer nap than we had planned. Headed to Chinatown at 2pm where M had her US$25 haircut at Pell Street. She looks great. Nice, cropped fringe with well trimmed tresses around the face.
We then trotted around the Hong Kong-like Chinatown for a bit. Had hot ginger tea and $0.70 Po Lo Buns with Red Bean filling. Nice.
We dropped by Bloomingdale's to kill time before dinner. Bloomingdale's is an extremely well-organised departmental store. Slightly more classy than Macy's. Way too pricey for M and I. Moreover, i really don't need to buy any more things.
Then we proceeded to Spring Street where we walked into random shops that sold pricey, second-hand vintage items. Then we went to queue for a table at the Hole in the Wall Jap restaurant. M's Malaysian friends joined us. Joanne, Chanyi, Candy and Elaine. All 7 of us spent a grand total of US$54 at the restaurant. Average food with average ambience with average service. Extremely forgettable stuff.
Then we headed home. Home in the Bronx.
Tomorrow will be another relaxing day. Walking the streets downwards from Grand Central. Hope to walk more. So that i can burn the crazy amounts of food and hot chocolate i'm consuming. =)
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Cheryl takes Manhattan. then goes home?
With J spending his last day here, the reality of going home is beginning to creep in. And the coincidence of me receiving an email to ask me to go for a medical check-up and start work on the 16th is depressing. it's this ache in ur bones that makes u wanna cringe at the same time. argh. it's not pleasant at all.
i'm waiting for my mates to wake to visit Liberty, the Intrepid, the UN building and maybe even watch a Broadway show. the reason for the cluster of activities is testament to our last-minute, procrastinating nature. sigh. now we have to rush.
for my singaporean darlings, i'l be landing in dear ole Changi T1 at 6.30pm 11 Dec, Wednesday. it's too soon. i REALLY wanna see my family and friends and chippy. But i just can't help connecting work and returning home. ok, i'm goin to stop complaining.
ON a brighter note, i shall talk about my purchases (again.) Last nite, while J, M and D watched Phantom, i walked around Times Square on my own. I could not bring myself to spend another US$53, especially since i watched it just last year on London Broadway.
Guess wat i bought? U'l never b able to.
I bought an OC tee. It has Summer on the front, dressed as Wonder Woman. I'm how pleased. It was expensive (US$27). So after contemplating for 2 hours, i still didn't buy it. But after i met them after the show (which they loved), we went together and i gave in. whoo hoo. i'm how pleased.
i also bought another Paris Hilton-related tee. I'm a Paris Hilton fan. yes yes, this is my bimbo outlet. But when i'm not bimbo, i'm still her fan. heeeeeeeeeeee.
ok, i'm goin off now. when i get back, i'l provide a nice chronological blog of my visit. either that, or i'l pass ard a hard-copy scrapbook. i love u all. =)
i'm waiting for my mates to wake to visit Liberty, the Intrepid, the UN building and maybe even watch a Broadway show. the reason for the cluster of activities is testament to our last-minute, procrastinating nature. sigh. now we have to rush.
for my singaporean darlings, i'l be landing in dear ole Changi T1 at 6.30pm 11 Dec, Wednesday. it's too soon. i REALLY wanna see my family and friends and chippy. But i just can't help connecting work and returning home. ok, i'm goin to stop complaining.
ON a brighter note, i shall talk about my purchases (again.) Last nite, while J, M and D watched Phantom, i walked around Times Square on my own. I could not bring myself to spend another US$53, especially since i watched it just last year on London Broadway.
Guess wat i bought? U'l never b able to.
I bought an OC tee. It has Summer on the front, dressed as Wonder Woman. I'm how pleased. It was expensive (US$27). So after contemplating for 2 hours, i still didn't buy it. But after i met them after the show (which they loved), we went together and i gave in. whoo hoo. i'm how pleased.
i also bought another Paris Hilton-related tee. I'm a Paris Hilton fan. yes yes, this is my bimbo outlet. But when i'm not bimbo, i'm still her fan. heeeeeeeeeeee.
ok, i'm goin off now. when i get back, i'l provide a nice chronological blog of my visit. either that, or i'l pass ard a hard-copy scrapbook. i love u all. =)
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Happy Birthday
my blog is one year old.
and i'm fiercely proud of it. it has served as my bimbo outlet, my thought-straightener, and my frustration bin. Well, if u have noticed, my blog is kind and happy. Well, it's cos the angry ones are saved as drafts. but there aren't many of them. cos when i have the sense to pen everything down, it just means i'm not all that angry.
when i started the blog, i wasn't v happy. but things are different now. i tink 2005 is a big thing for me. And i tink attending New Crea is a significant part of it.
Anyway, so now i'm in New York rite. And just last nite, i was lamenting the overspending. And expressing my fears about the lack of money as we approach the end of the trip. gosh. And guess wat. today i went shopping again.
But they were pretty good deals i have to say.
1 Polo Ralph Lauren shorts $4
1 100% silk diagonal stripes skirt for sis $12
1 "Dirty Girl" note pad and panty gift set for sis $0.99
1 pants for work $15
sigh. am i scary or wat. wait till i show u the entire list of things i bought. u might puke. it's really not funny.
I also visited the Guggenheim Museum today. The current exhibition is on Russia. And i have to say, my general knowledge of Russia renders me very inadequate to fully appreciate the works of art. But the visit was a pleasant one.
I also went to see the reservoir at Central Park. Initially, i didn't really want to go because i went in Summer 2003. And i loved it. But there wasn't any point (or so i thought) to visit it again, espcially since it's winter. But i was blown away by the view of it today. it almost looked fake. And i'm once again reminded of the wonder of my God's creation. thanks.
my day ended earlier than usual as i got frightened by the dark and it was raining. Not that rain scares me, but it did have the effect of clearing the roads of people. So i came home early.
Met P online. P is definitely one skinny present from Daddy. And it was refreshing to talk to her. it was good.
New York is definitely becoming a livable city for me, something v different from what i thought when i came 2 years ago. while i do not feel as safe as in Singapore, London and Hong Kong, i like the congestion, the concentration of activity, the wide variety of fashion and food choices and the efficient transport system. I also like it that America is quite a world on its own. It appears to be a lot more encompassing towards businesses and differing cultures, as opposed to Singapore. But what i know is from a month's visit, prolly too little to pass a complete judgement. But i'm happy.
and the funny thing is, i eat very tasty, high quality asian food here. i can't say it's authentic cuisine, cos most of the time, i don't really noe what's authentic what's not. But it's like, the ingredients are fresher, the portions more well adjusted to the price, the service, etc. But it doesn't apply to all the food places of course. The other thing here that i like is that the McDonald's have hot chocolate and a really huge cup costs US$2.00. And believe me, it's a must-have after u r so frozen from walking in the cold and from breathing in very cold air. A gush of nice, hot, sweet chocolate liquid is most welcome. To me, much better than a meal of burger and fries.
All in all, i'm not exactly wanting to return to Singapore. But at the same time, i noe i'm not cut out for this weather and i really miss chippie and my family. Perhaps it's the idea of starting work that's making me apprehensive about going back. Starting work makes me nervous. sigh. let's not go there. i'l enjoy my NY trip then see how.
enough blabbering for now. =)
and i'm fiercely proud of it. it has served as my bimbo outlet, my thought-straightener, and my frustration bin. Well, if u have noticed, my blog is kind and happy. Well, it's cos the angry ones are saved as drafts. but there aren't many of them. cos when i have the sense to pen everything down, it just means i'm not all that angry.
when i started the blog, i wasn't v happy. but things are different now. i tink 2005 is a big thing for me. And i tink attending New Crea is a significant part of it.
Anyway, so now i'm in New York rite. And just last nite, i was lamenting the overspending. And expressing my fears about the lack of money as we approach the end of the trip. gosh. And guess wat. today i went shopping again.
But they were pretty good deals i have to say.
1 Polo Ralph Lauren shorts $4
1 100% silk diagonal stripes skirt for sis $12
1 "Dirty Girl" note pad and panty gift set for sis $0.99
1 pants for work $15
sigh. am i scary or wat. wait till i show u the entire list of things i bought. u might puke. it's really not funny.
I also visited the Guggenheim Museum today. The current exhibition is on Russia. And i have to say, my general knowledge of Russia renders me very inadequate to fully appreciate the works of art. But the visit was a pleasant one.
I also went to see the reservoir at Central Park. Initially, i didn't really want to go because i went in Summer 2003. And i loved it. But there wasn't any point (or so i thought) to visit it again, espcially since it's winter. But i was blown away by the view of it today. it almost looked fake. And i'm once again reminded of the wonder of my God's creation. thanks.
my day ended earlier than usual as i got frightened by the dark and it was raining. Not that rain scares me, but it did have the effect of clearing the roads of people. So i came home early.
Met P online. P is definitely one skinny present from Daddy. And it was refreshing to talk to her. it was good.
New York is definitely becoming a livable city for me, something v different from what i thought when i came 2 years ago. while i do not feel as safe as in Singapore, London and Hong Kong, i like the congestion, the concentration of activity, the wide variety of fashion and food choices and the efficient transport system. I also like it that America is quite a world on its own. It appears to be a lot more encompassing towards businesses and differing cultures, as opposed to Singapore. But what i know is from a month's visit, prolly too little to pass a complete judgement. But i'm happy.
and the funny thing is, i eat very tasty, high quality asian food here. i can't say it's authentic cuisine, cos most of the time, i don't really noe what's authentic what's not. But it's like, the ingredients are fresher, the portions more well adjusted to the price, the service, etc. But it doesn't apply to all the food places of course. The other thing here that i like is that the McDonald's have hot chocolate and a really huge cup costs US$2.00. And believe me, it's a must-have after u r so frozen from walking in the cold and from breathing in very cold air. A gush of nice, hot, sweet chocolate liquid is most welcome. To me, much better than a meal of burger and fries.
All in all, i'm not exactly wanting to return to Singapore. But at the same time, i noe i'm not cut out for this weather and i really miss chippie and my family. Perhaps it's the idea of starting work that's making me apprehensive about going back. Starting work makes me nervous. sigh. let's not go there. i'l enjoy my NY trip then see how.
enough blabbering for now. =)
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