What?!

My dad lost his slippers while picking my mom up from work.
Dude.......

Because...

For every fan there will be a hater
For every mistake there will be something done right
For every follower there will be a rebel

I think we should go easy on ourselves.

And I wondered if I could come home

My shoulders are torched and bronzey from senior's camp on Saturday.
Thank God I wore sunscreen on my face!


Saturday/Sunday were also cook-in days at the boyfriend's place.
I planned two dishes, but because I was so thrashed after senior's camp I only managed one. Dy cooked the rest. Hahaha.


I managed: Bokchoy with bacon & chicken,
Dy whipped up the (adulterated version of) aglio e olio aaaaaand poached apples with vanilla icecream. My boyfriend is awesome heh.

Slept through nearly the whole of Sunday, only waking up for lunch (which dy cooked) and dinner (pratas!)

Weekend well spent. Heh.

Home

Today and tomorrow we have cook-ins for dinner.


(Today at Sel's.)

Well in all honesty, I didn't do most of the cooking... but I brought a mini bottle of Jacob's Creek which was pretty damn satisfying!
Nothing like homecooked food on gloomy days...



Gotta think of what to cook tomorrow. xx

Not Well

(At the hospital)
Doc: So what happened?
Me: I woke up in the middle of the night and my eye really hurt. So I came here straight away.
Doc: (Checks the time) Erm... it's not really middle of the night now...
(It was 7am.)
Me: Well, I slept at 4am.
Doc: What were you doing so late...? Can't sleep? Want a job here?


...I wish.


Anyway.
Haven't been meeting my appointments or eating well.
Which is fine by me because lazing around makes me really (!!) happy.
I go to bed at 5am and wake up at 3pm.
I only have virtual friends to communicate with.
My only best friend in real life now? McDonald's.

Something tells me I need a life.



But I'm happy... :(
Maybe tomorrow I'll have a life. Till then!

LOL

Your milkshake loses!! (Take that!)

Last Saturday

Max Brenner sucked...

Coreean

On the way to Dy's place today, it started pouring really heavily. We were just beside the reservoir when the cab driver told me that fishes (on the water surface) hurt when it rains.

Huh.

Anyway...
My favourite boy in the world made dinner. It was awesome!



Something like a Korean version of Japanese sushi.

I should really edit my photos but I'm really lazy. Done!
And now I'm off to sleep!

xx

Photo dump

Here's some more from my favourite place in Paris...



This is one of the big(ger?) churches there. It really touched me when I was inside... I literally cried.

This means nothing to see. Really there wasn't anything to see inside.

Eating chocolate lollipops outside the church. These are chipmunk cheeks you're looking at (mine)


Tigerrrrrrrrrrrrr

Friendssssssssss.

More recent photos from my blackberry:
(Prepare for obvious drop in photo quality...)
Teehee Vietnamese food last week along Killiney Road. It was Not Bad but I've had better in France... maybe we'll take a visit to Vietnam at the end of the year. Maybe.
(Every weekend= Foodie date with my boyfriend heh.)
I really like dintaifung's xiaolongbaos...! From this week with Yappy.

Sleepy neighbourhood kitty darling.


Drinks at an Irish pub for the older crowd last week. The Guinness was surprisingly Quite impressive. & that's coming from someone who hates beer... // This weekend we have Japanese...! Quite alright. (@ Cuppage plaza)


Alright this is all.
Oh and Zara sales are crazy... not as crazy as in France/Italy/Spain but omg, $30 for a pair of jeans? Sorry sis, I couldn't resist...


Out! xx

Wednesday

I can't believe today is a Wednesday. I know on the blogger's time-stamp it is currently Thursday. But don't be fooled. (I am in denial.)

The boyfriend went out with his friends today. Sans moi, of course. I'm not being bitter, though. Weekdays are for staying in. So are weekends, in my father's case. He has forbidden me to stay out because I need to set a good example for my sister. Who is, by the way, four years Older than I am. We have a wrecked family hierarchy system, as you can tell.
But that is not that point. Not that I have any points going on, but.

I spent the entire day... sleeping. I would say. Course registration in the morning was a Terror. And then when the day breaks I will have Another one. For Hazel.
Then again that's not the point. The point is that I will have trouble falling asleep tonight.
I am yearning for some wine. Chilled chardonnay. OR rose. I don't even mind some cheap red wine.
(I suppose this is the time to say that I miss Europe. Land of the Cheap Alcohols.)

I would like to say that I had a very good day. A day spent in bed surely beats a day spent outside in the warm humidity that is Singapore's weather. To beat that, I had McDonald's for breakfast. That's ultimately something to celebrate.






I guess by now you should have realized that I am trying to make myself feel a little more positive about having nothing going on in my life. It's not that there is nothing coming up. Of course not. With a twist of fate, something has fallen in my plate from the sky, but will not affect me until about a month later.
On hindsight, not that I'm being negative about having nothing going on in my life. More time for gibberish, as you can tell.

Perhaps tomorrow will be a better day. With wine!

xx

Pont Mairie

This is in Pont Mairie, one of my favourite places in Paris. Also the place where I got lost for approximately 5 hours thanks to a friend.

I have some really awesome photos of this place, all in very vivid colours because the weather was really good and it was a really colourful (not just metaphorically) district.
Here are some.



I don't know what is this place because I skipped the cultural class where the lecturer was explaining the sites and sights that we were going to visit! Looks pretty awesome though.

This is a medieval house (I think). With its exterior composing almost entirely of wood. Awesome.

Whoa.


Two of my favourite friends there.



So Paris is really known for their sweet pastries... there were many patissieries there where my friends went batshit crazy. Too bad I don't have much of a sweet tooth for such (except when they are baked by my boyfriend.)

FALAFEL. It was Fantastic. Until I found out that it was beef -.- (I don't eat beef for personal reasons.) The second time I was back with my friend, we had vegetarian falafel balls. Still pretty awesome I would say.


More colourful pictures soon. Tomorrow's course registration day and I feel like a clueless freshman all over again...

YOU OWE

If I could buy the ENTIRE collection of clothes in the UO catalogue, you know I totally would.. (nearly went crazy in the UO store in London.)
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So I went out with my best friend today. It was pretty awesome. I'd some nice shoes on and thought it was amazing how simple fabrics/materials can determine how a person feels about him/herself.

We had nice food for lunch. I use the word "nice" too much, but that's not the point. I've been spending way beyond my means. That's not smart.
(But I live to eat, so.)

I should conclude by saying that I AM going to try to actively look out for temporary jobs so my mom can stop rattling on about me being a bum (!) and leeching off her and my sister (!!). Family can be so cruel.

And I'm off! x

MORE

Rome, Italy



My favourite place in Rome... Duomo!

At the Spanish steps where people just sit and chill out. In the sun. Which was crazy, by the way.

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Milano, Italy

I love Milan... it's the only place where you'll see full-suited men and immaculately dressed women riding bicycles everywhere.



Designer outlet... 'nuff said. Chockful of designer labels on sale!!!!!!!!!


Reason #1 why I'm a fatty.... PIZZAS.
(Also, reason #1 why there are only so few photos of Italy.... Pizzas)

More next time!

I hope this whole train breaks down

I've been on the bus for an hour now.
I think we're only halfway through the journey. Maybe nearing the end. I'm not so sure.
It's funny because I had so much time on hand, I decided I would take a random bus to wherever and alight where and when I wanted. And that's when I realized how strange it was that the stations are pitstops for some, destinations for others. Like how our lives are intricately intertwined but so dramatically different.
I don't know.
I've been bloghopping, and it seems like everyone is a friend of everyone else in singapore, yet we're bumping shoulders with people we've never met, every single day of our life.
Is it just me?

Anyway I'm glad to have the data connection on my phone.. Bus rides are more entertaining than ever now.
And yes I'm typing on my blackberry.
Feeling so sleep-deprived...

Jetlags suck.
Got to go.

I'd like to be good, I'd love to be bad...

Haven't been very well. Still jetlagged after all these days and I'm having some difficulties adjusting back to local food. Which is retarded if you ask me.

Decided I would blog backwards about my trip, starting with Venice:
(which was not one of my favourite places, too touristy...)


We weren't posing, I swear.

One of the specialty alcoholic drinks (Spritz)... I liked it. Ha.//
These nutellas were mother gigantic. Not your average family size nutella.


One of the things I really missed about Italy was the odd pizza joint that served really cheap slices of pizzas all cripsy and piping hot.



My first hamburger. What a loser (I know right?)


The only Mcdonald's in Venice! We found it by chance...


We left on one of such boats...