Yesterday I lost my leatherman. I had dropped it while searching for my wallet in my bag on a crowded bus. The consequence of putting half your room in a bag. And as though dropping wasn't inconvenient enough, it slide right out of my sight. So I frantically searched for it while some people stared.

I stared back at them.
They stared at my leatherman.
I stared at them to see the direction of my leatherman.
They stared back at me.. blankly.

For the goodness of all mankind's sake, does it hurt to pick a poor girl's leatherman up for her? Or are you helping by thinking staring blankly would make the leatherman grow legs and walk back to me? It's because of people like you we have a bad name. No wonder we're called.. Singaporeans.

I gave one last look at them to see if someone would tell me where my leatherman was.

*stare blankly*

Arrgh..

My first birthday present of the year. It's not even March. All thanks to e-shop.

It's the time of the year again, when the aroma of food and the fresh scent of oranges is in the air, when unlucky words are forbidden and red is revered, when homes are lively but the streets dead..

Chinese New Year is over! I had not enjoyed it. The last 3 days were quite horrid, not because I hate my relatives but because there is always a crowd, real conversations never last 10 minutes and everyone asked me the same questions, in particularly my job. I don't hate my job too, but it's quite taboo to describe it during CNY.

As if it wasn't bad enough, I had less ang pow money this year. I think I never had lower. What's this man? It's like the Curse of the Working Adults. Get less when you work, even lesser if you got a boyfriend.

I ate way too much. Calorie-counting has not helped to make me feel better.

But still, a prosperous new year to everyone.

I looked at your face I saw that all the love had died
I saw that we had forgotten to take the time
I, I saw that you couldn't care less about what I do
Couldn't care less about the lies
I couldn't find the time to cry

We forgot about love
We forgot about faith
We forgot about trust
We forgot about us

Now our love's floating out the window
Our love's floating out the back door
Our love's floating up in the sky in heaven
Where it began back in God's hands

Farewell Viv...

Happy Valentines Day




Terence took pains to arrange and wrap the bouquet with his own bare hands. I'm absolutely touched and impressed at the effort.

Me present.


Finally I get this book after procrastinating for too long.

We went to the Botanic Gardens for a picnic with semi-healthy and semi-delicious food.



I tried my best. It tastes better than it looks. Trust me.





After deciding not to torture our poor legs by walking up and down the park and only see grass, we went to admire orchids. Each ticket was like 5 bucks. We had better make our money worth. *roll eyes* Singaporean..

We saw orchids.


More orchids.


Our national flower.


And more orchids.


Inspired to have a pot of orchid plant. But a pitcher plant would be more useful in the kitchen. I hope it grows so big that it'll eat up all the cockroaches in my house.

Last weekend I learnt something

To love unconditionally