Black & Brave.

2012-02-12T01:57:00.000+08:00

I am not weak; I just appreciate a lot than you do.

Moving mist

2012-02-06T00:04:00.000+08:00

Dreams of you & me, when everything was already over for so long.

It's so bizarre how dreams come about.
Some say they're what we thought about in the morn' & it's least of the truth for me.
I woke up counting the damn years since and it's the 6th one now.
Perhaps it's an answer to what I'd once been so obsessively curious about when you broke up, and also breaking the only thread I had to your whereabouts.

I played cool and was more than I'd ask of myself in the dream, and I came around beaming with pride.
In there, we met, talked, and found each other again.
It was out of the blue, but good.
It felt like you were the only one whom knew me; a longing that was soothed right there and then.
And then I woke up, to a day of strange peace and silence.
Perhaps it was more about me than you.

How have you been?
Are you even alive?

Assurance

2012-01-27T14:32:00.001+08:00

“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than finding out what you’re doing here.”

Performance art

2012-01-24T01:20:00.004+08:00

"You want to develop a backbone and start saying no to having lunch with the random friend from high school. In fact, you want to abolish “catch up” lunches altogether. People are either in your life as it happens or not in it at all. Sitting through these elaborate brunches with people who once meant something to you but no longer make sense, and talking about how great your lives are going while reflecting on the good ol’ days is a slow form of masochistic torture. It feels like performance art: *INSERT SMILE HERE* and *INSERT “I’M IN A REALLY GOOD PLACE. HOW ABOUT YOU?” HERE*. You’ve been through so many lunches like this that you could practically do them in your sleep. In fact, you should probably just arrive to the restaurant 15 minutes early and place a giant stuffed animal in the chair in place of you and run out before your old school chum arrives. Don’t worry, they won’t notice! You can even attach a tape recorder and have it come on intermittently to say things like, “You look great! Can I have the Egg’s Benedict?” Or my personal fave catch-up topic, “I saw on Facebook that you two broke up. What happened?” "

Raise your hand if you nod throughout in agreement.

Yup, I saw that.

They know me here

2012-01-18T22:19:00.000+08:00

Solitary (noun): I'm here, & everyone's there.
Can't help but to wonder what logic of Earth and by what philosophy led me into this path of a strange and tough solitary life.

Restless (adj.): The heart, mind and soul on a tight rope.
When faith contradicts idealism collides with reality; it's one hell of a mega natural disaster. Ka-boom.

Oh how time and again I remind myself not to place hopes and futile faith on human flesh.

Edwards now & then

2012-01-14T23:46:00.003+08:00

"I have a strange feeling with regards to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left rib, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I'm afraid that cord of communion would snap, and I've a notion that I'd take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you'd forget me." -Edward Fairfax Rochester, Jane Eyre

Ka-ching

2012-01-09T01:57:00.000+08:00

Work, rush, weekends, spend, bills, the folks, friends, birthdays, presents, shopping, sales, coffee, rejuvenate, internet, movies, sleep, organise, renew, holidays, dump, think, write, worry, countdowns, try, value, worth..

I try to give a little more; as much as my ~~capacity~~ account allows.
Sometimes, my giving becomes spending, and then it grows to become exhausting.
I do mental calculations all the time.
But frankly, I hardly give a damn 'cause it's infinite recovery for numbers.

Life is crazy.
So I think Im just gonna try to sit back and relax a little bit, about the numbers, and of course, my spending.
(:

I don't really have much to say

2012-01-06T00:01:00.003+08:00

Im just really exhausted.
& when Im physically worn out, my brain decides to join in the mania.

I name this situation: an internal warfare.

For Auld Lang Syne

2012-01-01T19:33:00.000+08:00

Fall/Winter shoot part II

Farewell luncheon with Laura, the closest foreign friend I've come to know of. Just look at the crazy insane amount of food we gorged ourselves with..

Mingqi's 21st.

The poly gang who has been the faithful bunch. Ever thankful for them.

Domani.

Female's 50GP.

A night of mad adrenaline rush & louder-than-concert cheers.

Another birthday celebration at the LB office.

Lil' bro's birthday and moment of truth, after 2 days of hard work, never seemed happier. (:

Happy kids C:

Sister in the kingdom of weirdos.

Failed secret santa (because people like me knows half of who's who), dinner and lotsa love and laughter at the office's Christmas celebration.

Secret mission 'Sheron 21st Midnight Surprise'. A terrified Chubby. A fall. Silly things we do.

Joy's Sheperd's Pie.

Bestfriend's Banana Cinnamon Dessert Pie.

Stuffed Mushrooms & Mash Potatoes.

Angel Hair Pasta & some chicken courtesy of Kyley.

Christmas potluck at Kyley's followed by some Ryan Gosling ogling.

The last birthday, the final day, the end and also the beginning to celebrations, or farewells.

Dearest Bestfriend, our adventure continues.

Every weekend is starting to become some family bake-out day. Didi and my masterpiece today - strawberry short bread :q

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Celebrations, farewells, & everything in between.

This life right now, I can't ask for more.

I know you may hate me, but I wouldn't care.

The ones who love, never leaves.

I repay them with kindness and love as big as my heart gets, as long as my life endures.

So long woes.

For the good & the better, Im never gonna hold on anymore.
Goodbye 2011.

They both start with 'f'

2011-12-13T11:23:00.001+08:00

After all the disappointments and frustrations shoved to each other, we locked a part of ourselves and swallowed the key to no return.
Now we can no longer speak of our problems.
We're so locked up; we're so fucked up.

Writer's block

2011-12-04T22:09:00.001+08:00

Not really inspired to write anything these days considering the insane amount of writing job I'll be doing for the entire month (not to mention the crazy number of names I've got to come out with).
Though I've tons of photos to blog about.

4 more weekends till the year signs itself off on the book of life.
Imma savour every last bit of it like I am sipping my cuppa tea now.

"In my pursuit of a honest life that holds only dreams and absolute truth, I lied about you."

"Yes, you ignorant, badly-brought-up female"

2011-11-18T12:06:00.001+08:00

A woman was gossiping with her friend about a man whom they hardly knew – I know none of you have ever done this. That night, she had a dream: a great hand appeared over her and pointed down on her. She was immediately seized with an overwhelming sense of guilt. The next day she went to confession. She got the old parish priest, Father O’ Rourke, and she told him the whole thing. ‘Is gossiping a sin?’ she asked the old man. ‘Was that God All Mighty’s hand pointing down at me? Should I ask for your absolution? Father, have I done something wrong?’ ‘Yes,’ Father O’ Rourke answered her. ‘Yes, you ignorant, badly-brought-up female. You have blamed false witness on your neighbor. You played fast and loose with his reputation, and you should be heartily ashamed.’ So, the woman said she was sorry, and asked for forgiveness. ‘Not so fast,’ says O’ Rourke. ‘I want you to go home, take a pillow upon your roof, cut it open with a knife, and return here to me.’ So, the woman went home: took a pillow off her bed, a knife from the drawer, went up the fire escape to her roof, and stabbed the pillow. Then she went back to the old parish priest as instructed. ‘Did you gut the pillow with a knife?’ he says. ‘Yes, Father.’ ‘And what were the results?’ ‘Feathers,’ she said. ‘Feathers?’ he repeated. ‘Feathers; everywhere, Father.’ ‘Now I want you to go back and gather up every last feather that flew out onto the wind,’ ‘Well,’ she said, ‘it can’t be done. I don’t know where they went. The wind took them all over.’ ‘And that,’ said Father O’ Rourke, ‘is gossip!’

—Father Brendan Flynn, Doubt

2011-11-13T23:17:00.001+08:00

"那些年錯過的大雨
那些年錯過的愛情
好想擁抱妳　擁抱錯過的勇氣
曾經想征服全世界
到最後回首才發現
這世界滴滴點點全部都是妳

那些年錯過的大雨
那些年錯過的愛情
好想告訴妳　告訴妳我沒有忘記
那天晚上滿天星星
平行時空下的約定
再一次相遇我會緊緊抱著妳
緊緊抱著妳"

It doesnt have to be that way

2011-11-11T13:05:00.001+08:00

Sometimes, when I feel like a wreck & Im at a convenience store counter, I'd subconsciously stare at the cigg racks at the back.
"I wanna smoke my fucking lungs out.." I mental-note-ed.

But I never did.

I end up turning to a can of coke or a hearty serving of junk food.
Like I am now.

Wherever you are

2011-11-07T04:16:00.002+08:00

Singapore's inaugural Haute Couture Week, featuring Gustavo Lins.

Some delish quiche before the real deal

Mandatory front row shots are the perfect excuse to 'check out' the cool crowd

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Sunday Parade @ *Scape with Ginny & Moy.

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Some food & friendship porn.

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Nobody's birthday just me & lil' bro's random baking frenzy.

Success on virgin attempt of chocolate lava cake calls for candle-lit celebration.

& lotsa love and cuteness from princess Canon.

The Black Party

2011-10-30T02:33:00.002+08:00

Lovely cake by the dearest & greatest patissier I've ever known

To friendship

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Barracks with the gang

Seven (layers of) heaven

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Preparations, Picque-Nique, Awfully Choc Halloween cupcakes from the office, random pretty lil' knick knacks and finally, turning 21.

I love ya'll.

Thanks for everything ♥

Private

2011-10-24T14:30:00.001+08:00

Shutting down all these rubbish social media is probably the fireworks to the finale of all those dramas.
Im absolutely not regretting and it could just be the wisest decision of my entire life.
Leading this private life is not entirely 'bout closing myself in or rejecting people.
Though the whole concept began with angst and hurt.

This privacy no money can buy, no one can give and no god can answer to, is a self-initiated personal development.
It takes courage to start, determination to go on and resistance from temptations to go back.
Once you're in it, find entrance to this silent space of white lights which shine right through your head and projects this whole series of images like a movie.
They might be familiar - memories, thoughts, inspirations..
Stripped and naked, everything in here is well-protected and left to no dictation.
Once in awhile if you're up for it, take a peek out of the window, step out of the door to explore and find an adventure that leads to something new.
Well, if not, just stay in to wonder and wander all that it offers.

Life is a simple 4-letter word and it's nature is simple.
In case of complications, press the private mode.

October 19 1990

2011-10-17T01:36:00.000+08:00

Ah yi held my hand and said "You were only this small when I first held you".
Jiu jiu said "21 gets a bigger ang pow".
Didi installs for me a 3-part special birthday present.
Mummy gazed at me with every single shot taken.

Love no one else can give.
I hope I made you all proud.

Someone who is strong is one who aren't afraid to show his weakness

2011-10-14T00:22:00.001+08:00

2011-10-09T23:21:00.001+08:00

你看过了许多美景　你看过了许多美女

你迷失在地图上　每一道短暂的光阴

你品尝了夜的巴黎　你踏过下雪的北京

你熟记书本里　每一句你最爱的真理

却说不出你爱我的原因

却说不出你欣赏我哪一种表情

却说不出在什么场合我曾让你动心

说不出离开的原因

你累计了许多飞行　你用心挑选纪念品

你收集了地图上　每一次的风和日丽

你拥抱热情的岛屿　你埋葬记忆的土耳其

你流连电影里美丽的不真实的场景

却说不出你爱我的原因

却说不出你欣赏我哪一种表情

你却说不出在什么场合我曾让你分心

说不出旅行的意义

你勉强说出你爱我的原因

却说不出你欣赏我哪一种表情

你却说不出在什么场合我曾让你动心

说不出离开的原因

勉强说出你为我寄出的每一封信

都是你离开的原因

你离开我　就是旅行的意义

2011-10-04T13:42:00.001+08:00

I think this is what I've been looking for for a damn long time.

Silver Cage

2011-10-02T23:03:00.011+08:00

Life aint always a bed of roses they say.

Even the bed of roses lies thorns that hurt.

But a bed of other sort of flowers is just as comfortable and good, no?

2011-09-28T23:02:00.001+08:00

Bah bah black sheep have you any wool.

2011-09-23T18:36:00.000+08:00

2011-09-18T22:56:00.002+08:00

I stood in the wind, panting.

Felt myself; felt the world.

In the dark, at that instance, my soul came alive.

Back To Black

2011-09-12T22:32:00.001+08:00

This is where magic happened today

2011-09-08T22:53:00.007+08:00

Taking every single fucking 'sign' is not a solution to life

2011-09-07T17:24:00.001+08:00

The acoustic

2011-09-01T00:29:00.001+08:00

I wish I had some super profound quote right now, but I don't.

Music transcends much more than words at this instance.

"My 5 best friends makes me happy."

2011-08-22T00:22:00.005+08:00

Virgin attempt to bake with the home's conventional oven.
A successful Red Velvet cupcake treat for the girls.
Our botanical adventure fighting gigantour ants, meeting familiar strangers, a tad too much photo taking and simply draining ourselves out.
Till the next.

A Cure For Us

2011-08-15T00:07:00.003+08:00

Is to stop seeing.

Because we're all visual animals.

& I shouldn't have looked so hard with my eyes wide opened.

Capturing inspirations

2011-08-13T19:55:00.005+08:00

It seems like designers will eventually take on the road of photography.

No surprise.

The constant need to lock beauty in our heads and capture inspirations is a daily thing and photographs are perfect documentary of it all.

Im giving up my first Balenciaga for another first.

Here I come.

All Prices Are Inclusive Of The (Lost) Rabbit Ring

2011-08-05T00:02:00.025+08:00

Loysel's Toy, Basheer, Thirtysix, IHaveARoomWithEverything & The Creatives.

People who design are people who care, won't watch the world go by without interceding, initiate a change and want things to be better.

Sunday Tunes

2011-07-24T14:04:00.000+08:00

The Mark

2011-07-18T20:00:00.000+08:00

A scarred relationship is like knowing that your favorite pair of shoes is spoiling. You will always subconsciously walk with a limp.

Saturday Thoughts

2011-07-17T00:45:00.002+08:00

The saying goes, "Life aint a bed of roses".

But that doesn't mean we have to stop believing.

Whiners will always be whiners; why don't you stop and appreciate this moment.

2011-07-12T22:30:00.001+08:00

Weekly Thanksgiving

2011-07-03T20:43:00.002+08:00

Weekend started early, and was spent in most bizarrely peaceful way.

Though the incidents that happened should not be concluded as 'peaceful'.

I've never felt greater comfort than knowing that when everything else fails, God is here.

& in His physical absence, He has given me a refuge called home.

"It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you."

2011-06-23T18:20:00.002+08:00

"Someone once told me that human beings have three dimensions: how you see yourself, how others see you, and how you want others to see you. The closer the distance between the three dimensions, the more at peace you are and the more stable you become."

2011-06-18T18:29:00.003+08:00

2011-06-13T00:10:00.000+08:00

A place, a person or possibly 2

2011-06-03T22:53:00.003+08:00

Tonight I bid goodbye to a place, a person, maybe 2 but hopefully not my faith.

No one seem to know these decisions but they've been with me for a torturous few years.

It's hard.

I never like to let things go, especially if I could, with all I have and might, salvage, keep and hold.

My heart feels exactly like how it was 5 years ago.

The face changed, the stomach tightens, the head went blank and suddenly, all that's left is maximum sadness.

Yes, like a Dementor's kiss.

I don't know how Im gonna get over this.

I don't think everything will be the same again.

Value

2011-05-29T03:25:00.002+08:00

Looking back, nobody was truly worth it.

Had, or had not.

I guess no one will ever be worth it until I've utterly squandered on myself.

Same goes the saying, "You must love yourself before others can".

Carpe diem

2011-05-27T02:53:00.003+08:00

Im a moron for blogging at this hour.

I'd be a real moron if Im not seizing this moment to feel happy about everything.

Today happens to be one of the busiest day of my life and it'll continue till probably the end of tomorrow.

& it'll continue, & end, & continue..

This relentless cycle of work, play, and just participating in my own life.

I happen to be working in the most amazing place where people are enthusiastic, passionate and magical.

Everyday, magic is happening.

Everyone, works magic.

Carpe diem.

Praise the Lord for each & every single one of His plans that landed me where I am & who Im with.

Im gonna have mad long hair

2011-05-17T21:41:00.001+08:00

Get it straighten

And have full bangs.

Surreal

2011-05-09T18:07:00.002+08:00

2 full, consecutive days in heels mounting up to this immense ache on my knees and thighs, blisters on my ankle and major damage on the feet.

Brainless, senseless, and meaningless splurging without foresight of consequences.

An undisciplined life led.

All the damage done that totally serves me right.

Bang, Bang

2011-04-29T11:24:00.013+08:00

Food, fun, friends.

Sale post coming up next (loots from the trip).

What will tomorrow bring

2011-04-09T23:45:00.002+08:00

Fret not.

What the future holds

God knows.

安

分

守

己

I mean, what are we doing with this life?

2011-04-09T01:28:00.002+08:00

Thought of the day.

Should I be insane, wake up at 6 & do something

2011-04-03T23:33:00.002+08:00

Frowning.

Not good.

I seriously needa channel this huge ball of energy within me somewhere before they rot inside of me and turn into some ugly monster.

Im not even kidding when I say 'ugly' and 'monster'.

Dear diary,

2011-04-02T19:05:00.001+08:00

2nd April, windy & cloudy, at favorite hideout with ulcer-filled mouth.

Too much crackers and snacks from the week.

I think I need a hair cut.

Weekends can get real bland..

2011-03-29T00:02:00.001+08:00

Totally cracking up at the songs of Kimya Dawson & some other Juno soundtracks.

Life has been so.

Occasional frowns, occasional crack ups.

Im happy.

12 March

2011-03-13T20:38:00.002+08:00

I cannot believe it's already the night of Sunday.

The night just fell and Im already missing the weekend Sun.

Urgh.

Yesterday was kinda well spent with the girls though I woke up from the compensation sleep just now not exactly sure what I did during the weekend.

Good times really fly.

Happy 21st birthday once again my dear Alicia!

& next year we shall make our decade friendship trip come true!

It was a mad rush before heading to the chalet.

Was planning to make some surprise come true but failed.

Guess I shant attempt projects that aint within my capacity.

It was hunger, cycling, food, polaroids, more polaroids, food, seaside talks and reminiscing secondary school days, food again, and attempts to keep ourselves awake for God knows the reason.

It's really silly, like us trying soo darn hard to keep our eyes open.

I mean, we werent really doing anything but yet we don't wanna sleep.

Hahaha, and throughout, we just keep eating.

Braved the gusty midnight wind for a ride with Bestfriend and it never stopped raining since then.

Drenched twice within 6 hours, listening to my own warm & cold breath while cycling furiously under the rain, figuring out if Im awake or not while riding..

& the new week begins.

I like to stare at beautiful people

2011-03-10T21:17:00.001+08:00

& people with a kind heart makes me tear

Gentle reminder

2011-03-09T23:15:00.002+08:00

Being in the industry is tough from the beginning.

Because fashion is so closely related to everyone's everyday life.

I was lost, pulled through, and now on a shaky path; still unsure and all.

This golden principle I remind myself everyday:

That I just gotta be true to myself for my own sake & not anyone else's.

I've always question about how some people does certain stuff so naturally.

However did they think of that, or how did they grow up to be so.

The question is not how.

It's the rhetorical answer of what will I do.

Style, trends, labels, status.

It has all surround me and has become my daily vocabulary and thoughts.

No, I should reject the idea of being concerned by these worthless introspection and dismiss the materialistic & worldly values.

Come what may.

I have myself to fend for myself.

Transition

2011-03-06T19:40:00.002+08:00

First day of work tomorrow!

I am half excited, a quarter curious & the last quarter worried.

Im gonna finish doing my nails, pack my bag, say a prayer and have an early night.

Wish me luck.

mon espace noir

2011-03-03T00:40:00.002+08:00

It's times like this when I hate to come home nor do I have anywhere to go outside.

I crave for my own personal space so much so that I seek comfort in movies after movies in the black chilly room or just like now, inside my own room & shut out of everything else.

Just me and my own thoughts.

2011-02-26T21:08:00.002+08:00

& family drama escalates.

This insane amount of tension & frustration is just driving me crazy.

Epitome of Bad Days

2011-02-25T13:14:00.002+08:00

Fuck Fridays because nothing ever is right on Fridays.

This morning, I got cab-snatched again (?!?!)

Im not sure if it's same old lady but whoever it is, @#$%^ ya

Im not blind okay even if the blazing sun is hurting my eyes so much.

OLD LADY IN FAKE CHANEL 2.55 BAG.

& then work.

Everything at work now seem so irrelevant.

I just teach, end class, teach, end class, do my own stuff.

The awkward status when you're transiting.

Epitome of bad days.

I shall just TRY to look forward to tonight's party.

Indifferent

2011-02-24T18:33:00.002+08:00

In the midst of my parents' reluctance, giving in & giving up, and letting practicality get the better of them, I've form a mind & perspectives of my own.

I've always been different in the family.

So I shall be.

What goes around comes around.

I know life is pretty tiring but let me, your daughter, remind you, as children, to remain compassionate.

Downpour, I bring you good news

2011-02-08T18:58:00.002+08:00

"I remember an old catholic joke about a man who spent his whole life going to a church every day and prayed to the statue of a great saint begging "please, please, please, let me win the lottery." Finally the exasperated statue comes to life and looks down at the begging man and says "my son, please, please, please, buy a ticket."

I bought my first ticket,

"It feels like a precious wound, a heartbreak you won't let go of because it hurts too good. We all want things to stay the same. Settle for living in misery because we're afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins."

& took a leap of faith.

2011-01-31T02:21:00.002+08:00

At least Im glad to say,

No one, so far (touch wood, holds up garlic necklace, sprinkle holy water..), in my life has been reeeeeeaaaally bad to the point where they're just out to hurt me.

Thanks for all the nice words, my wrist in intact.

Amen.

2011-01-26T18:31:00.000+08:00

"There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don’t feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try you can’t seem to connect to anyone or anything. If you had a choice you’d prefer to be numb, and not feel anything at all if it means the aching would stop. You have no concrete idea as to what to do or how to feel— all you know for sure is that you want to be okay."

-The Cheshire Cat

†

2011-01-20T23:13:00.002+08:00

Had a couple of rough weeks.

But then again, it's been 2 years of roughness.

Kicking, struggling, gasping, breathing, panting, breaking..

Learn to give love, everytime

2011-01-16T00:00:00.001+08:00

Hello, Im a red head

2011-01-10T23:57:00.000+08:00

Again

Monday

2011-01-03T14:44:00.002+08:00

I love rains on Mondays.

I love the long sleep after a hectic 3 weeks.

I love the tedious process of preparing or planning something & later being thanked for because they really love what they're getting.

I love the end of 2010

I love the catching up, long-no-see-s, nonsensical poking fun of, crazy hyena laughs, sudden outburst of hysteric, endless photo taking moments

I love 2010

I love how much good and bad the year brought me, the childish and grown up times, the endings and the beginnings, the love and the hate, the dreams and the reality

16 hours of sleep

A really very fresh start; I've woken up so much.

Twenty Eleven

2010-12-31T21:16:00.000+08:00

Im caught somewhere in between reality & dream

2010-12-29T23:17:00.003+08:00

I wanna fall down, get hurt, and experience pain so much that what I am inside can break free and surface.

All this breathing, constant sadness, yearn to become something else..

Im not me because Im trapped.

Love over booze

2010-12-28T11:57:00.008+08:00

All luck and fortune is mine in 2011! :D

I decided that Christmas is better spent this way than partying.

♥

25

2010-12-25T01:44:00.002+08:00

Merry Christmas all of you.

Hope you're sharing the love and being loved.

Thoughts

2010-12-18T18:25:00.002+08:00

Sometimes it's so hard to believe how much myself have grown.

So much that I am actually educating others.

Am I that much?

Mental Note

2010-12-13T00:17:00.000+08:00

#1 Black Swan

#2 The Tourist

JC Stem

2010-12-09T19:07:00.002+08:00

The trouble I made in the India hotel room.

I swear its an accident.

The arrival of this babies gave me a bloody good heart attack.

Now the repercussion..

Flames to dust

2010-12-06T15:41:00.002+08:00

Deal with your own emotions Daphne Wong.

Breathe

2010-12-02T01:03:00.000+08:00

I get worried

Very, & too easily.