Our Precious Off day..





I love having breakfast with Mr 8 Packs. And he loves me even when i sometimes look like a nerd..





On our way to Vivo..




Suddenly had cravings for Thai Food..




Our 'Appetising' Look





Pacific Coffee Company










This is how Mr 8 Packs look like when he gives me attitude. Like bittergourd. Heh heh heh.


He said i also look funny when im pissed, oh well.. wait till he capture that shot and i shall post it for you guys to see..








Oh and how can i forget shopping? Clothes clothes and more clothes.. Yayness!



Burned a big hole in my pocket thou. I still gotta save up for studies and vacation with Mr 8 Packs.


Work is still kinda shitty... but... after tmr, fri and sat half day.... and then its CNY!



Woots...! Pineapple tarts here i come!

Okay, i am loving this new layout.

Simple and nice, sometimes you just to declutter your mind to make life work.

Just like fengshui.


Just came back from a shopping trip with Huinee.. damn, so freakin shagged.

Have been doing CNY shopping for 2 consecutive days in a row but I CANT FIND ANY CLOTHES THAT I LIKE!!!




Damn. I had a wonderful chitty chatty session with my beloved cuzzie yesterday but still, we didnt manage to get anything.






Today is a much more fruitful day, let me show you what ive bought..


Wedges from Mitju. I still have a bit of korean fever. Floral stuff catches my attention these days, no idea why.






Oh i got this bag for work. Didnt find any bag to replace my already worn out white Guess bag thou.





2 Designer tees for Mr 8 Packs





Make-Up Pouch (Yea told you im starting to be obsessed with floral stuff already)




Oh this is something new on my dressing table. Lavenders from Mr 8 Packs. He is the first guy that gave me Lavenders... hmm told you he is special.. =P


Hopefully i can get something on tuesday.


Alright ciaos.

This is what i bought for Mr 8 Packs on Christmas... Bvlgari Aqva Pour Homme Shower Gel.


Sexy Scent for a sexy guy! =P



My gastric flu aint getting any better... sometimes it gets better and sometimes its worse. I need more TLC but i know that situation doesnt allow...


If Mr 8 packs doesnt go to work then we wouldnt have enough money to date.. and both of us didnt want to slack at his house either. And i wont want a man wout a future, and right now even thou his job is quite physically demanding i know he is working for his dreams..



I am giving him my full support. Work aint easy for me either. Still trying to fit in to the new working environment.



I still miss being in the relief pool, though it feels like i dont have a home, but i dont really have much responsibilities. And when shit happens i can always "act blur" but now i cant shirk away from responsibilities.



And i have learnt that everywhere you go, regardless of work, school or any other organisation, there will always be somebody that is fucked up, or what we always call CB.



CB in any way.. political shit.. Those people that are sent from Satan just to make your work life fucked up.. but now i cant run away from it.




Damn. I am being so pessimistic.. but somehow i feel that 2009 is a shitty year.


Oh well. I miss Mr 8 Packs, but now i can have all the me-time i want. Need to be more independent eh. At least now i have time to catch up with friends..



Alex's wedding on 21st Feb! I cant wait! =)

The day i caught viral gastritis..











Had Shokudo with Stacey Isabella and Vincent (yeah, that girl above, her real name is Vincentia) on New Year's Eve after i went to relief their branch that day.

And they had gastric flu. And now its my turn.



Its so fuckin terrible.. At first it was fever, nausea and bloating..after that i just vomit everything i ate and i cant even drink one cup at one go... have to take a few sips every half and hour thou i am quite dehydrated, if not i will just puke everything out...diahorrea and feel like passing out.. cant really get out of bed yesterday..


Unable to eat anything the whole day and it just so happened that Mr 8 packs started work that day.. Gastric flu plus love sick... goddamn terrible.


He made me meet him everyday before he started working and now im so effin dependent on him already.. shit man. The start of 2009 sucks... and I have been posted permanently at Serangoon Gardens branch. Customers there damn demanding. Effin busy, especially now it is the new year period...


okay i cant take it anymore.. need to lie down on the bed... feel like puking again damn...

Here are the few questions in my head right now...


1) Why do we always care about what people think about us so much?
2) Why do feelings fade?
3) Why cant we please everbody?
4) Why are there always 2 sides of the story?
5) Why does it seems like everytime you put in effort in something yet you will never reap what you sow?




But my thoughts you cant decode.