Drink in the morning, Sleep in the noon, Eat at night and drink for supper.


We'd such great times in Sydney. Enjoying MTV in Victor's toilet.





Accomplice: Kelly, Victor & Alan




Pictures from Cameraman Kelly

English Afternoon Tea Part 1

Venue: Fullerton Hotel


Rating: 2 star (1 star: for the Narumi serviceware; 1 star: for ambience)





what i wear


The sandwiches, scones and cakes..

everything should be fine now. i hope.

feeling better than the past few days.

didn't have much rest for the past weeks. my skin is terrible.

anyway i lost some weight as well. got shocked when i measured my waist yesterday.

but my skirts never felt more comfortable. haha.

can't wait for my iteniery in June to be out

i have to make plans to go to cousin's wedding. Join Jo for her Bali trip. Join my sis for her Bali trip. Make plans for my leave.

and i have quite a few days leave during my birthday. Not sure where to go.

Maldives, Cebu, LA or Tokyo.

last week had the thought of going to Maldives alone. Just to be alone. To sort out my thoughts and feeelings.

But since i don't really need that now, wouldn't it be nice to have a companion for the trip.

anyway James offer me a choice of business class ticket or sponsoring my shopping spree.

Can't wait for my leave to come =)

plenty of stuff to do when i get back:

-buy a wine chiller

-send my 2 pairs of shoes to cleaning (thks to the wet & dirty floor of Zouk)

-prepare my house for the arrival of my sis, bro-in-law & lloyd

-make tiramisu (i'm damn proud of my tiramisu and it's up for sale.)

-buy champagne bucket stand, white wine glasses, napkins, napkin rings, placemats, artifical plants, baby car seat...

Damn hungry now. Waiting for James to buy my fav frog's porridge from Chinatown.

Thks to a fren of mine. Now i'm so addicted to it.

Gotta go work later.

Love, domesticated me

Things have really become complicated.

I'm tired and speechless.

It's more than what i can control.

Yesterday was a lousy night.

Haven' experiennce such unhappiness for a long time.

Sorry my dear, didn't let you enjoy your mambo night bcoz of my problems.

Promise to make it up to you.

Confused. Tired. Afraid. Moody.
Why do I have to go through this phase?
Is it all my fault?

Ya, I am demanding. I mean who's life is perfect? or maybe even turn out as what they wanted or dreamt of.

Maybe i'm making things complicated. Maybe i've made myself to become like this. Pampered and materialistic, loving the finest things in life.

I am so tired... I am really tired...