shuxian: enjoys cold minty shower in the morning, reading in the train, getting lost in daydreams, running in the open, browsing in a bookstore, having a slice of cake in the afternoon



grin, grinz, GRINZ!!!


my new pair of pumps! courtesy of xxx!


cant stop staring at this crane!!! so HUGE!!!


yup, the noisy construction outta my window, i want embloc!


before some stupid building block this view!

sometimes, the answer we seek is just right before our eyes.
sometimes, God's prompting is soft but not inaudible, if only we bother to listen.
went to watch this drama put up by AJC CLDDS. it was stunning... and the message it tried to get across hit me hard. and surprises surprises, two ij girls were involved in the production... i was reading the backstage crew list when i spotted yeo kailing. gosh, since when is she familiar with sound systems??! hahahha... people to change i guess -sheepish grinz-

so comes the day when we all exchange our goodbyes...

will we meet again? will we be sitting at the table laughing and giggling the night away? i dont know... but i pray that each and every single one of you will be safe in God's hand...

-brian at the other side of the table gesturing wildly at me (or so i thought) after staring at him for like 5 second, i turned to joshua, IS he Talking to me? brian gave up.=)
alvin, can the pineapple be eaten? err, i dont know, nobody's eating it... a minute later, seriously, can the pineapple be eaten? ivy looked around, but noBODY is eating it? 2 minutes later, i think the pineapple can be eaten... laughing out, i said, Go ahead and start the ball rolling. he took a bit and grinned! hahahhahah...
the pretty woman in my team, which i seriously adored, married at 30. i was like , AH?!!!! but you LOOKED LIKE 26!!! my goodness...-


my favourites!!! this is actually pretty back dated..

so much for not going to blog about my private life... i just did.
well...
on my last day of work... i was walking to the mrt station... savouring every step i took and everything i see... oh... and i treasured every minute in the crowded, super packed train... and then, when i stepped out of the raffles mrt station... right in front of me... there were flowers everywhere... pink, orange, blue and black... everywhere on the grass... it felt as if, God is sending me flowers on my last day of work... =) i just had to pause and took a snap shot of it... there was a sign saying 'pick me!' but alas, for the love of art, i would rather leave it be then to take it with me... =) that's the most beautiful thing that could ever happen to me... =)
i missed work... i missed my team... i missed waking up early in the morning... i missed spending my lazy afternoon running errands and chitchatting... but hey! they are treating me to dinner next friday... CANT WAIT CANT WAIT!!! =) oh...........


cool???!!!


heehee... another shot of him...


lampard, aint he the CUTEST???


flowers blooming everywhere!


my mARie!!! =)


=) i love them!!!


ah!!! presents and presents!!!

7 random things about myself

* never fail to snooze... never fail to oversleep
* love to be tan and fair the next instance (cant make up my mind)
* grown to love my pimples...
* really like to wear dresses but cant convince myself to wear it
* really love to run... dont ask me why.
* daydream every seconds in my life, nearly got killed twice because of it
* will marry anyone if he/she gets me a life size bear!

7 things that scare me

* my family members leaving me forever (death)
* my room goes up in flames! all my precious soft toys and gifts from treasured ones!
* losing sight and direction
* stepping onto dog shit
* looking at the mirror in the night...
* being the last one to sleep at home
* knowing that i have failed myself and those around me

7 random songs at the moment

* what child is this
* what if
* argentina
* zip-a-dee-doo-dah
* there you'll be
* everytime
* shooting stars

7 things i like most

* my family, der...
* living in somewhere close to nature, cooking stuff that i have planted...
* being surprised
* dress, shoes, bags...
* running on the beach, screaming and laughing
* hanging out with friends over tea or movies
* ice cream, just classic vanilla ice cream. or chunky monkey from B&J.

7 things i must say

half the time i really have no idea what i says!!!

7 people who must do this

would really love to hear from bern... yup, go do it please. =)

it was a lazy morning. i unhooked the rusty window latch and pushed open my window. i was greeted by a strangely familiar smell... of fried dough and porridge... the smell that immediately brought me back to those days in Hong Kong. smell of food, smell dirty drains, women screeching to one another along the sidewalk, men scurried here and there... children, hmmm, where were the children? the smell, ah, the smell... it is life within life.
i decided to have a cup of fresh milk with some lemon cookies. sat on my plastic stool, elbows resting on the cool marble table surface, i stared at the newspaper laid out in front of me. liquid bombs, liquid explosives, tight security in UK and US, a foil in an attempt to kill thousands. what a breakfast for my brains! when killing is like eating, dead people is like food, funeral is like cooking, blood is like spices. my breakfast is still the same.


Daiso again!!!


the ambience


err...


i think he is still goregous... what do you think? =)


aHHHHHHH


i didnt forget about him...

-Every one of us knows how to read. But on one, save Poll, has ever taken the trouble to do it I, for one, have taken it for granted that it was a woman's duty to spend her youth in bearing children. I venerated my mother for bearing ten; still more my grandmother for bearing fifteen; it was, I confess, my own ambition to bear twenty. We have gone on all these ages supposing that men were equally industrious, and that their works were of equal merit. While we have borne the children, they, we supposed, have borne the books and the pictures. We have populated the world. They have civilized it. But now that we can read, what prevents us from judging the results? Before we bring anther child into the world we must swear that we will find out what the world is like-
somehow, i have found myself more and more attached to her writings...

What Child Is This

What child is this, who lays to rest,
On mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?

This, this is christ the king
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring him praise,
The babe, the son of mary.

So bring him incense, gold and myrrh;
Come, peasant king, to own him.
The king of kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enthrone him.

This, this is christ the king
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring him praise,
The babe, the son of mary.

This, this is christ the king
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, oh haste to bring him praise,
The babe, the son of mary.
The babe, the son of mary.

i am so looking forward to christmas... =)