5 Things About Me.

1. I always say 'have a nice day' to everyone whom i interact with daily. I still smile and say it although all i want to do  is just punch his/her face and poke their eyeballs.

2. Sometimes when i am very lazy to go for my morning run. I'll try on clothes in the morning to see if it fits. I have a particular dress that i test myself with. If its perfect, then i'll just walk my dog a little longer. If I look like a sausage in it - i will attempt to run, longer and faster. But it never happens.

3. I hate when my dad rolls his eyes at me - i want to hit the roof. But i love doing it to him.

4. I only hate my clothes when i have to wash them/hang them/iron them/hold them.

5. Sometimes when i watch drama series, i have to finish it, like the whole season , in a day.

Somethings - Only money can buy.

I was thirsty, just thirsty. So i scrolled down the beverage department.. and i have a million things to choose from. Initially i just wanted to drink some berry juice. But when i came across this package of milk, it immediately caught my eye.  Swiss Premium Milk.

It printed a price of $2 something. So i thought - Why not? When the lady at the cashier scanned the milk.
$8.00.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know there is a long queue behind me. I was thinking should i just cancel the purchase, i wanted too. But it was too embarrassing. So i peeled my money off my wallet, and handed it to the lady. She asked me, " Is this milk, for consumption?? " { double exclamation mark }. I smiled and said, apparently!!

Free from, GMO, preservatives, pesticides and antibiotics. Even the cows that produced the milk, only grazed herbs. HERBS!!

So i thought. This milk better be good.

Verdict - The best milk i have ever tasted. Tasted like fat- smooth and pure. Just imagine butter, but in liquid form, minus the oily after effect. Will i buy it again? - If my wallets permits me so.

Have A Beautiful Weekend.

I want to ride away

to a place like this..

and make this and enjoy it with a beer.

and relax!

here

Cutie Pie.

Hello love,

I was so excited when you were coming to this world.

Now you're 21.

Sometimes when i see your face, I still see the baby you.

remember how you followed me around everywhere, always.

And sometimes it's like i'm watching a power point presentation.

right from day 0.

No matter how much you have grown.

You will still be the little girl - like in this picture.

Oscar de la Renta Resort 2013

Pretty tube and equally pretty accessories!

here

The memory post.

Memories.

The earliest memory that i could recall from, is just snapshot of pictures taken when i was young.

Maybe when i was about 3 or 4 years old. I remember wearing nappies without shirts,

playing scramble with my brothers ( i had no idea what i was doing, remembering that i loved arranging the lettered-tiles when i see my brothers doing so).There were spider-catching afternoons and hide-and-seek at the playground.They would often play with their friends and leave me with mom.

Mom was a home maker at that time. We use to hang out alot. Morning markets, in the kitchen, at strangers house(when she has teas with other moms), having baths together, but mostly in the living room...where she would braid my hair and we would watch cooking tv shows together, and cartoons.

I had a small rocking chair that i love to sit in all the time, and my smelly soft toy rabbit which i carried around everywhere.Mom says i love to dress up, and like to change a few dresses before deciding what to wear..(still the same... maybe sometimes).. Mostly i remember her manually washing the clothes then scrubbing the toilets.

Then i remember patting her back every time she vomits..sister on the way!!!Then my sister came.

Then i remember being angry,I had to take alot of things for my mom, like nappies, powder, and pins, and baby clothes. And carry the baby and feed her. and love her. and take care of her.

This is her. 

A couple of weeks ago, she had to dress up, she doesn't put on make up and normally wears my shoes and carries one of my bags for these 'dinners'. This very memory came alive.

I remember, it was concert day in school. She applied make up for me-Every kids' dream. 

She even sew the skirt that i was suppose to wear for the concert.

My lips were red, pink cheeks and some eye-shadow.

She's not exactly an expert in doing so, i remember one cheek being red-er than the other.

I was 6, she wore a polka dot dress and my sister wore something blue.

When i was singing on the stage, i looked for her. Everywhere.

But there were too many people in the room. 

It was hot, and camera clicks all over the place.

I couldn't find her. But she said she saw me singing.

Now the roles are reversed, sometimes i help her dress up.

I cook for her the things she likes to eat.

When i paint her cheeks, both of them are of the same intensity.

While lining her eyes, i was taken aback. She's much older now.

Very much older already.

Seems like just yesterday dad and i were waiting in the car,

for her to come home from work.

I loved her hugs. And sleeping on her lap.

My turn to keep a look out for her, and i will. For my dad too.

Now there's a huge lump in my throat. 

I Can Be Who I Want To Be.

You know, i want to do so many things. It has been playing in my mind for quite a while now. I am actuary.
Honestly i feel embarrassed to even say that aloud. I don't feel like i have learned anything from the past years while reading in my prev uni.

I have been toying with the idea, about going back to school. Don't know to read what yet. I wanted to be a doctor badly when i was young, i still remember the scene, at every grade, i would write 'doctor' in the what do you want to be when you grow up column. And i still remember it until today. The reason - i didn't make it to med school was because my results weren't good enough, secondly, considering my parents' budget. Was a big  no.

I want to be a doctor, to open a bakery , and to be a social worker, a full-time mother. I want to be so many things. The thing with me is that - i am so versatile i can be any one of the above, in fact i can be everything - not at once definitely. If i map out and prioritize each one of each at a specific time in my life and focus on it.

I was just thinking the other day, was would be the one thing that i would regret not doing. Would it be - not chasing my dream hard enough ? Or should i just focus on being a kick-ass actuary.?

Maybe i'm just lost. I think this is what people call the quarter life crisis.

I would love to attend classes at the Le Cordon Bleu Paris Culinary Arts School too.

Stuck in My Head!

What Fed Me Today..

Have A Very Lovely Weekend!

here

Stunning kitchen, beautiful view. 

But i don't want to be here alone at night, especially making supper alone..

here

Feeling Sexy Today!!

I'm loving this beautiful,simple and straight-to-the-point blog. This piece made my heart swelled - so much love.

I'm currently in bread-making. So i'm itching to try this , this and this recipe! They look so so good!

I'm currently reading so much about this...

All this sitting down at my work place, has caused tremendous effect. My abs are still around - just cover by a layer... and i'm thinking of trying this - which i will probably die at the 5th second.

I am thinking about getting this beautiful dress. I don't wear tubes at all - for obvious reason. But i'm thinking that it's time that i should just rock it!!


Enjoy your Wednesday Y'all!!!

A sigh of Relieve..

I am so glad this movement took place. I am really really glad.

I have been utterly honest with you with what i write on this blog.. and the movement to come out of the ever-perfect blogging "world" was indeed right and necessary!

Now, I feel all bloggers are human too!

I'm getting restless. I want those beautifully decorated house, infused with loving people and transform it into a warm and lovely home, except just for myself.

Rustic and elegant windows..

                                                      A cozy living/entertainment room..

I want the walls of my home to be adorned with

Really simple bedroom but a firm bed for my delicate back..

Kick-ass furniture!

The most important area in my future home has to be the kitchen..

where i can whip up awesome and delicious recipes!!

I need my own space!

here & here

Pretty Things..

You know, I love dressing for work every morning.But normal end up looking very professional,

(picture suits, suits and more suits).

Well, I love how powerful i look in those clothes that i adorn daily.

But sometimes i just really want to wear clothes like the first two pictures above..

I have these "fancy" decent clothes - that once adorn - will marvelously fit me in the fashion world.

Some mornings I find myself too "stylish" for my current job, maybe someday....

I would love to try the third look.. dressing up a tee with a dramatic skirt.

How easy is that? Will try it soon, but will have to get a dramatic skirt first!

Doubt i will try it, its tedious to wear a maxi, most of the time,

i would just lift up the skirt a little to walk rather than 

slowly,demurely, grazing the earth.....

that's me. being practical. The first 2 will be more "me"

sans the high heels though.

here & here

Wants VS Needs.

I am coveting these beautiful methacrylate heels from Zara.

It cost a fortune, so, highly possible that i won't get them.

But how lovely to be able to add these to my collection.

They look so futuristic, and will go with most of my wardrobe..

{notice how much i'm persuading myself to get it}

But i won't because i won't be able to wear it..

I have sprained my ankles far too many times due to

Sports, clumsiness,

 and of course falling off a 5-inches heel - PAINFUL!

(trying to walk on uneven surface).

I can no longer walk in these sky-high-heels-

Hurts too much.

* But still can wear them to functions where i don't have to stand much*

Anyways, if i buy it - i will just literally look at it.

Transformers Level : 1

here

When I Have Successfully Proven That I'm Right..

Like A Vacum Cleaner...

Before continue reading, i think it is vital that you should know this fact : sometimes there's a war in my head when i talk about things regarding the world - mostly 'unpleasant' things/people.

I think that the world is 90% filled with robots. Mass-produced. Molded into forms that the society wants you to be. Most people do things without thinking. I rarely meet people with grand passion or strong desire for life. But i am lucky to be surrounded by these people, and i keep them close to me, other than that i don't really bother about the people who are .... worldly. I mean i would care for you like a friend, but you do not interest me and i won't bother to find a place in your heart.

I'm deeply disturb how low people can get - until the point it upsets me. All of us are different, all our paths are hence, different. Generally i would like to think that there is no way anyone should compete with each other in terms(how the society sees you). Where are all these sad, little insecure people coming from? 

I don't care where are you from or what your parents do. If they pick up my rubbish for a living - you shouldn't be ashamed of them but proud, for you parents have came a long long way. If you earn peanuts and cannot dine with me - i would love to take you out for a meal , friendships are never about money. I don't care how many distinctions or what class you graduated with. It doesn't matter.Only your core matters, your thoughts and your actions. It will always shine brighter than worldly possessions and materials.

I really don't care, in a very good way. I believe nothing of these sort should divide people. Just come as you are with a sincere heart. Nothing matters, nothing worldly at least. I really do not enjoy, when people and even "family" try to categorize or define me by my profession, salary, what uni i went to or what i wear. So worldly, so low. Rise higher. Just so you know when you try to define me, your are clearly defining your yourself.

Notice how poorly people treat each other these days?? I'm appalled. Is it really because there is no other way to make ourselves feel better?

So don't, be one of them. Don't be sucked in by the majority to be worldly. Difficult at first but greatly rewarding once you successfully know how to be better than the rest.

Rise higher.

Good Day!

When I get What I Wished For...

I love Mr. Brown.

Look how white he is after his bath!!

Stuck for life..

Hello beautiful people.. 

Wassup! Have been busy like a bee..Hope you guys are fine.

See the picture above, this is my ideal wardrobe/closet.

My current one is just like the above - only way messier. :/

Yesterday, i spring clean my room, make up stash, wardrobe, 

And i hate doing it - because i then realise that i have a lot of clothes. 

(same feeling when i have to do laundry)

But never really hate my clothes when i wear them..

It's a love/hate thing..

Its not done yet.. hopefully done by today.

Random topic No.2

I am considering about getting hot rollers..

(since i am born with flat straight hair)

It cost quite a sum so before buying i was just experimenting..

how long the curls will last on my hair... 

with hair-spray and heat and all those stuffs.

20 mins.

And Yes, it is that straight and stubborn.

Thank you very much for understanding.

So i can only look good every 20 minutes, 

given that i am determined enough

to want to look good.

Can i just perm my hair? But it will literally be dead.

Dilemma .......