A little preview to my nails. Black!!
Another beautiful shot of Angel.
Purchase of the month!
3Smileys to light up my night!
With a little music to ease the tension.
Chip cup on my desk from Disney. Lately, Lavender Room has some incident and addition.
Above, Teddy seems to be perfect.
Look! My mommy amputated Teddy's arm!

Elmo is lonely in his corner.....-_-
& a hug put a smile on his face!

MuShu having an animated conversation with LadyBird.
MuShu executing a somersault.

" Hey, I've got tix to watch Campus SuperStar! You wan to go?"

"AAAaaaa!!!!!!!!!!! Yes"

So my DiDi and I made our way down to Mediacorp and waited for our turn. We stood in line and were handed ur tix. The thing is, they expect each and every one of us to fill in our personal particulers. They are dreaming crazy.

The show was scheduled for 7.30pm but we lined from 6.00pm. =_=" Luckily, we've got the front seats. Criteria: Supporters of Geraldine. She's not half bad but she doesnt exude star quality. Teresa seems more like it. Actually the girl finalists are way better off compared to the boys's section.

The live recording I caught was simply a preview. Very little singing, loads of talking with suffocating ouces of tao-ness.

The only thing which saved my day was my pic with YuYang!!!

I read Honey Princess and Someone to Watch Over Me over the weekend. The former's a simple fairytale while the latter's a romance.

I used to go crazy over romance. Sidney Sheldon, Judith McNaught, Catherine Lim, Olivia Goldsmith just to name a few. But only McNaught has grown with me over the years. All stories are similar. Tall, handsome, dangerous men with horrible reputations and mountains of gold for wealth. Couragoues, gorgeous women armed with wits and pitiful background. And a happy ending ensues for all.

Funnily, it sustained my interest. Her flow of language, her storylines. I don't know. It's wierd. I was hooked when 13. I'm still hooked at this ripe old age. Perhaps I'm an incurable romantic. But a wide eyed romantic, not the naive girl certainly. Life and book combine produce my outlook on life. I've never given up, simply accept the situation as per my station in life.

As for fairytales, its been quite some time. Kids weren't taught to read the underlying message. Or the author simply didnt mean people to pick up on it. Tales beautify life and love. It portrays an event impossible in reality. Princess Diana married the man of her life, had the perfect white wedding with a crown and title to boot. These assets put her on the road to death.

Honey Princess had her pauper couragous prince to save her. What message is sent to kids? One neednt be poor in order to learn humility. One neednt be rich to be proud. One certainly dont need to come from old money to earn big bucks and right connections. But who told our kids that?

I grew up misleaded. I wonder why. I'm getting a chance (hopefully) to be a teacher. And hopefully I put these subtle hints across to my students.

Every girl dreams of a big white wedding. But not every dream comes true.

Finally, the bro's out. Safe and sound from EvilDengue. Though he's out, his platelet count is to be done daily. Which means going to hospital. Which means tedious work. Sending him back and forth, here and there. He falls ill, the rest of the family suffers with him.

I cant deny it will be mean to lurch him in the hospital alone. But DaMaMa is too protective. We have been accompanying him beyond visiting hours. He has a TV, he has mates, he has PSP, he has comic books. I dont understand how leaving him alone can make him die. Sometimes these inconvience frustrates me coz it disrupts my life. On the other hand, I cant help but feel sorry for DaDragon. So I stayed and swalloed my grumbles.

In the meantime, my Good Friend decided to surprise me with a pleasant extravagant present. Or rather, presentssssssss.

With instructions to dress nice, I waited impatiently for the anniversary to roll by. I was told its supposed to be the ritual movie and brunch.

"Hey! You cant go to Grand from here?!Where are we going??"

"Heheheh it took you long enough to realise."

And we turned into Indoor Stadium with a huge poster of Disney On Ice staring right in my face. I was shocked doubtless, moreover we were slightly late for the show. Coz of my dilly dallying at picking my other present (Ling! Its the Zara blouse except I got it green!) and our long wait for Billy lunch. Coz I thought we were attending a simple movie. Instead, I almost caused us to miss the opening.

He cursed and slotted aggresively into a parking lot. In a jam packed car park. People were rushing up steps with children and toddlers and babies in tow. Some girls dressed in princess suits while others made up with laces and flounces. I simply grabbed my bag and rushed him to the stairs.

"Let's run up here!Quick! We're late!"

"No! Our seats at the front! We go Premium entrance."

Double Yea! I not only get to watch the show, I get to watch it without any stupid big heads blocking my view.

Moreover, he got me a MuShu from Mulan!

And I wondered why I love this Good Friend of mine.

My goodness.

There really is something wrong with blogger. The tittle bar is gone and all my entries have no tittles at all. To some, this is a relief since there's no need to come up with interesting ideas. To me, its horrible really. How can you not tittle an entry?

Anyway I've got nothing much to post up. Just that I should be busy this week with the girls for weekdays and the boys for weekend.

There is this very nice outfit at ZARA btw....

I'm extremely tired.

A day let loose with the kids, all these turned up. The funny thing is, I keep repeatin how time flies! They were barely getting used to being born when I was working there. Now they are talking little tots eager to talk my ears off.

I'm getting old!

Look at all those chops! I finished my training! I'm all set for the road. Except for the all important License.

A little drink after an unsuccessful shopping. Cheers.

Last friday was a cousin's wedding. Wedding means photos, bridal gowns and suits, Mercedes with cute couple of bears tied amongst a sea of lace, cakes and invitations, tea ceremony, two jumbo red candles and a chinese dinner. Throw in a couple of friends for support and add in relatives. Hire a photographer and a camera man. Taaa Daa you get a wedding.

But what defines the best wedding?

The invitation size? The dinner venue? The cost of the gowns? The price of the car? How many friends are in the picture? How many relatives attend the wedding? Or the honeymoon destination?

My aprents want a 200 strong ensemble of relatives, an efficient team of photographer, cameraman, friends and hotel staff. The venue is to be a 6star hotel with fancy horrible stingy food and smart ass attitude staff.

That's what they want la. More or less la. Though they dont say.

To me its the whole package. There are guys who go all out to propose. Candlelit dinner, soft music, driving to first date spots and going down on one knee. Then there are those who simply "Eh Siao eh, let's apply for HDB lei" and the SiaoEh really went with him.

I'm not specific about how my proposal should be. But definitely not keeping quite or telling me to move over to a HDB. I didnt waste my time on such attics. I invest time into quality. Of course candlelit dinners and shouting out his love for me is very very feasible and most probably will get me nodding my head. But I'm Mdm Wong's daughter. I prefer something solid. Something which says Your as precious as this".

Like diamonds. Big chucky diamonds. Or diamond will do. But big. When I say big, it means BIG big as in huge big, enmorous big. That's practical! That's reality!

Not that I dont wanna fulfil my parents' wish. But for me to be happy and satisfy my parents, I need a multi-millionaire. Whom HuiLinh seems to know one...Hm...

There's something wrong with blogger.

But my DiDi fixed it lei!

So proud hor!

Anyway I'm not in the mood to blog just yet. So above's a beautiful picture for you to admire.

Sometimes it amazes too, but God did his masterpiece with me.

I wanted to post up my pics.

Yes I know. Again.

But its not functioning properly. I mean there are stupid entries at the back of this skin. How bad can my blog get? I'm seeking help though.

People who are at least more knowledge, anyone who can correct this stupid mistake, please please do tell me how.

In the meantime, do bear with my crap. Pictures n content tomorrow!

Recap of past week:
Collection of A-level results.

The all major event. I am here to say I did badly by my peers standard but exceeded my personal record. This is my worst and best result by far.

Before JC life, I still get myself working towards the end. Now, I cant even be bothered. Why? I never know. In a way, I'm neither here nor there. The best resort I have is to escape from this elitism society and start afresh somewhere. The next best is to stay and sort everything out and be a teacher.

I seriously am considering taking up the 2nd option. But life doesnt let you choose your route. I am given my route becoz I didnt make it by the Singapore standard. If I can enrol in local studies, of coz I wont uproot and move over. Otherwise I'm just wasting space here. Seeing how land is precious, I should make space for the 9distinctions brains. They need space for future kids and expanding homes. My space can give them a 100square feet of extra pool space.

I guess the main reason for migrating permanently is borne from the fear of facing reality. Somehow in foreign land, time suspends itself till I become a local there. A foreigner is always a guest. A different feeling, a different set of morals.

To cheer me up, which I dont need, DaParents purchased a red Casio camera. Its not one I want. But the gesture counts. After facing a firing squad, it's nice to be made a hero. Its best by my standard. and that's all I care about. What people says are their opinion.

With this, I'm off!

P.S. Friendster is not working in my favor. I've been living on half truths. Therefore, no more.