r :: ramble

I’ve always thought of myself as a person with only a bit of drama (at least I said a bit, right) when it comes to both work and live in general. But, when I flipped over a change in my seating arrangement, where the entrance changed, extremely minor, I think something is not quite right.

Either [...]

You know you are no longer an syt, not that I was s anyway, when your 7 years old niece know the karaoke repertoire better than you

Sianz-ism

I need to set my priorities straight. Instead of launching a frantic search for my card holder back to the station of origin when I realised I misplaced it, I went for Spin class and headed back to search after the class: almost 2 hrs later.

No idea what I’m trying to prove.

At Fairmont’s Plaza Market Cafe

Hello, we begin by me rambling in the new year, which is quite common.

First up, I spent my NYE at Mono downing close to 1/2 bottle of Martell, because its Simon’s birthday celebration. This sounds like 2005 all over again – where we rang in the new year with booze at what was formerly known [...]

Y2.01K has arrived. The past decade has been an eye-opening one. From schooling, to graduating, to working, back to sch and back in Singapore. Of course I’ve had my ups and downs, but I’ve learnt so much about myself and I’m glad I’ve made it this far. Hope this decade will be better than last. [...]

It was a mad shoe shopping weekend.
Schu was having 50% off with every pair of old but usable shoes, so I dug through my pile, and got a fantastic deal!

Presenting….

Well, Boon and mine’s first trip together, after knowing for 22 years! (Hmm, Shanghai doesn’t count, cos she went with her mum and bunked at my dad’s). But it was good break that we both needed, although the killer heat was really something. Shall upload the pics later and explain in detail, but for now, [...]

Read this from XX’s blog (she can be quite funny what…)

“One day just snapped out of it and realised that I’m at least worth a guy committing to me instead of just playing me around. A man who’d love me and think I’m perfect. Not a man who thinks the next girl might be better [...]