1.5

Happy 1 and a half <3

We spent tonight debating over whether or not it is morally right to eat factory-farmed meat.

난 구름 위를 둥둥 (doongdoong!~)
사랑인가봐

SMIZE

Location: Pulau Rawa Island

Photographer: Andrew Jarrod Poon

Edited with: Lightroom (VFUN)

Published: FACEBOOK (AHAHAHA I’m so witty)

Photoshoot: I DONT KNOW WHAT WE WERE DOING AND HOW IT EVEN ENDED UP LIKE THIS AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Comments: I just look pissed and my nose is non existent as usual. Sigh, too bad I don’t have the ever-ready-to-pose Korean gene. And Tyra doesn’t teach you how to pose when you DONT HAVE A NOSE BRIDGE. Or a nose for that matter. FAIL WHALE.

Ok I should sleep. Another stress-FULL (pun intended) day awaits :(

 

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via etsy

This is sho kewt.

Happy thoughts

I am happy because

1. I woke up to news of TEAM JUMBA (!!!!!!!!!!) SO STOKED FOR THE NEW AMAZING RACE SEASON RIGHT NOW :D :D :D

2. Went for a long-postponed tanning session before Cheryl flew off (for the 1230123th time). THIS TIME WE FINALLY HAD B O D Y F L O A T S (ala Legally Blonde). And because I couldn’t swim today WE ARE GOING BACK SO THAT I CAN FLOAT ON THE BODY FLOAT. (+ I’m gna get more cos I’m sending some to YJ anyway so we can just use them first whee~)

3. Found this photo that rekindled my old obsession with Lily&Rufus. This is how to age with style, people. I really love this photo.

4. Had really nice coffee at the RJ cafe while giving tuition. (COFFEE SPASM SPASM SPASM)

5. MODULES ARE FINALLY SETTLED. NOW LETS CHIONG FOR THE NEXT 3 WEEKS BEFORE MY WELL-DESERVED BREAK AT BKK.

6. CS mail things came!! Time for experimentation. WHEE.

7. Father Yap moments

(a) Father yap drove through a macdonalds somewhere in the middle of nowhere (called SOMETHING HUB I CANOT REMEMBER NOW) and suddenly it looked like WE WERE IN AMERIKA cos of the way shops/restaurants were lined up and how my dad messed up the drivethru order (trueblue old asian man style – “UH UH NONO CHANGE THE HAMBURGER TO NUGGETS!” “NONO WE WANT THE 9 NUGGETS” “OH CHANGE TO 6 PIECE NUGGETS!” – the woman at the speaker just stopped talking after awhile cos there were too many voices)

(b) BELTED OUT DANCE TO THIS SONG WITH GID IN THE CAR while sending him to camp. When it was time for Gid to exit and me to come and sit in front, my dad RANDOMLY BURST INTO THE CHORUS OF THE SONG. Except instead of ‘dance to this song’, he replaced it with his own words of ‘COME TO THE FRONT.’ HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.

8. Last but not least, YJ (finally) cut his hair.

This has to be the 01921023th time that we went through a cyclical conversation (a few months ago) of:

Me: Can you cut your hair pls its so long

YJ: I’M NOT GNA CUT IT I’M GNA GROW IT OUT

Me: WHAT DONT BE RIDICULOUS can you pls cut it

YJ: I’m gna grow it out cos I’m cool

Me: You are such a korean. You know you are going to cut it eventually

YJ: No I’m not. And you can’t do anything about it

Me (in my head): He’s so going to cut it eventually….

PFFFFT. Of course I was right. Haha kidding. AND DID I MENTION I LOVE HIS HAIR!!!!!!!!! <3 Fav haircut by far (esp after the disastrous chinese ahbeng haircut he got when he came to SG.)

This

Someone to love is bigger than your pride’s worth/ It’s bigger than the pain you got for it hurts.

We are strangers

We are strangers, washed up from the open sea onto the opposite ends of this island, trying to find our way into each others arms. We will wear the soles of our feet plodding ahead, stumbling over our own foolish mistakes and scraping the broken shells hidden in the sand. We will swallow our deep hunger and muster waning strength. We will sing with the songbird and dance with the violent wind, smile at the wonder of the sunrise and cry at the chaos of the ocean. We will write love on our arms and wear hope proudly on our chest. We will always be on the move, searching.

And who knows? Who is to say we will find each other at all? Maybe we will find another along the way, also searching; maybe we will perish in the search; maybe we will never find our way into each others arms.

But there is something beautiful in the search, in the knowing that it is possible to be that much closer to making yourself complete. There is some catharsis in grasping the chance of finding that stranger you’ve been waiting your entire life to meet. And there is some wonder in coming so close to being completely isolated, but never alone.

N&C <3

Ned: I like that you said ‘us’.
Chuck: Well, we are an ‘us’ aren’t we. We’re just an ‘us’ with special circumstances.

ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

dydwns tkfkdgo

진짜진짜진짜진짜진짜진짜진짜!!!!!!

(I FOUND OUT HOW TO DO THE kkkkkkk THING ON MY KEYBOARD!! HAHAHA)

ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ (WHEEE~)

Faithfully

I WAS GOING TO RANT AND RAVE AND WHEEZE ABOUT THE LAST EP OF GLEE but I think words Do No Justice.

This was the opening song of the medley at regionals.

<3

Circus life under the big top world
We all need the clowns to make us laugh
Through space and time
Always another show
Wondering where I am lost without you
And being apart ain’t easy on this love affair

Two strangers learn to fall in love again
I get the joy of rediscovering you

Laundry Day

Laundry day, see you there

Underthings – tumbling.

Wana say, love your hair

Here I go, mumbling.

With my freeze ray I will stop – the world.

That’s the plan. You & Me. Rule the world. Any day.

With  my freeze ray I will stop -

- Dr Horrible’s Singalong Blog

Ice Cream

via asofterworld

HEEHEE I LOVE THIS SO CUTE. You have a heart of ice cream!!!

x

This week is gna pass by really quickly I can totally feel it. Lunching and dinnering with a buncha different people for the next few consecutive days. Had some me time to release my urge to shop + made some good purchases = I am quite pleased. Every day is a new day for me to make the most of, I shall remember that. Every day is also a new day to miss you, I always remember that. Every day is a new day to be a better person, I must remember that.

DIY Projects

My precious few hours at home after work have been spent doing this:

Cutting up old jeans. Studding.

Its still kinda at a weird length though. I should fold the cutoffs a bit higher or something. Work in progress.

HI B IF YOU ARE READING THIS DONT FREAK OUT! Um.. I kinda cut up the Zara shirt you left behind.

And braided bits of the sleeves.. and took apart that charm necklace..

<3

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Hmm.. strange how a long day at work triggers off my DIY spirit. I am literally grabbing anything unworn around the house and cutting it up. And yes, I had some failed projects. But practice makes perfect! I asked my dad for his old shirts from the States. Those are thrift-store worthy and would be perfect to make into oversized tanks! Pity he has no idea of where my mom stored them :( WELL, EXPECT ME TO BE TOSSING OPEN DRAWERS AND CLOSETS AND PILES OF CLOTHING.

DIY is so fun and therapeutic.

AND I found the Perfect scissors. Snip snip snip.

I’ve got mail

Look what came in the mail today!

+ chocolates from Switzerland and makeup from Korea!

And wrapped in this:

YJ’s best friend’s assignment paper that happened to be available while they posted the package. HAHA!

Anyway, more nostalgic photos coming right up. It has been a good night :)

I LOVE YOU C.C.

So.

Do you know what is one of my absolute FAVOURITE FOODS that makes me the happiest person in the world every time I bite into it?

CHOCOLATE CROISSANTS.

There are no words for my love of this wonderful baked drug. I don’t even remember how my sekret love for it began! All I know is that everytime I bite into a chocolate croissant, I FEEL JOY.

{I just had one from Swissbakery and it was AWESM – this explains the sudden rant}

Well the problem was that when I was in Berkeley, they sold this at the Ihouse cafe. WHICH WAS LIKE A 5 MINUTE WALK FROM MY ROOM. So it turned into a pretty unhealthy ritual of “one chocolate croissant please” AND (this is all Shamil’s fault I blame Shamil) “and one cup of hot milk”.

AHA, see the thing is I DON’T DRINK MILK. Or pure milk, at least. I kinda hate it. BUT WHAT MISTER SHAMIL taught me was to put HONEY in the milk. And my oh my did it make all the world of a difference.

What made things worse was that I have a sweet tooth. So honey in milk means honey in milk. To the extent that you can only taste the sweetness and pretty much no milk. HAHAHA. Can you imagine what an unhealthy combination that was!? (but ohsoAMAYZING) Chocolate croissants and milk with copious amounts of honey every other day. Yeah, not to mention I stopped going to the gym after Spring Break. YJ begged and pleaded with me to go with him on his insane twice-a-day gym ritual – NO SIRREE. Find me later – I’ll be curled up here by the Great Hall fire…

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One night I tried to reform. I told YJ: When you see me at the cafe, you have to STOP me from buying chocolate croissants and whatnot!

A few days later we were at the cafe counter, I pointed and turned to YJ – “should I get the chocolate croissant? Or should I just skip it and go for class straight?”

YJ: You like it right. Then just get it lah (LAH SOMEMORE).

x

Yeah, in the end I bought it. And regretted almost immediately after.

Boyfriends are BAD cos they encourage you to be happy (read: EAT. burritos, bubbletea, donuts, and the like at 2am in the morning). Happy isn’t necessarily healthy. YJ’s defence? You can eat as much as you like, but you have to exercise after! That’s why I keep asking you to go to the gym with me!

The annoying part is that he is right :(

You should know that