Rapunzel

Can anyone tell me how can I get my hair to be braided this way? Im a sucker when it comes to hair affairs ):

Live for Today, we'll dream Tomorrow

Her name's Hosanna, and she is one of the very few people who dresses well in Singapore. No wait, she is one of the very few people whom I admire for their great sense of style on this island. We need more of this species here. And, I am desperate for a wardrobe makeover.

Anyway, I cant believe how busy I was for the entire week. Work has been keeping me really, I mean like extremely occupied these days. Not exactly complaining because I do get more money streaming in, and my colleagues are absolutely great people to be working with. Pay day is coming, I can hardly wait to see $XXX.XX on my cheque. If that little decimal point can be erased, my flight to aussie will probably be booked at that instance.

Oh and there is going to be a new outlet opening at Siglap, yes I know it sounded like an island off Indonesia or something but it is actually near East Coast. The thing is, I may have to work over there, fairly exciting eh? Sarcasm intended here.

Is it me, or do I actually feel that I am becoming less intelligent over the weeks? I hate it when my vocabulary becomes limited. When my mom (being a bitch) criticises me of my poor general knowledge. I shall and will head to the library tomorrow, because it gives me a reason to pop by the heartland mall for some japo lovin sashimi hehehe. Time to go, till then folks. xo.

Just for Laugh

Here's something hilarious that I want to share, you gotta click on it to see the enlarged image. This scene was taken and edited from Mean Girls, go catch it if you've yet to.

Back from Hiatus

Hey all, I guess it is time for me to write something sensible within this space. My blog is going dead, with so much to interpret if you are not exactly close to me. It kinda looks more like a tumblr account now that I am taking a second glance at it, so let me just keep writing to prevent that from happening.

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Well, I ought to be catching 'Over her Dead Body' right now because I specially checked Life this morning for its screening time. Instead, I am kinda hooked on this. And when I mean this, it means bloghopping. Nope, not the usual fashion sites this time. I came across this livejournal, and for once I was reading a lot more than scrolling through pictures of long-legged flawless models (Yes, I am guilty of this habit, hoping that one day my facial features will miraculously bear the slightest resemblance to theirs even though I am obviously and shamefully aware that is not going to happen).

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What strangely attractive about this blog is the way I am able to relate to each entry that is drafted by the owner. Maybe 'all' is an exaggerated term, but you do get what I mean. It is pretty amazing to discover that somebody on this planet is going through the same tough journey as you are- wondering and feeling kinda lost in her life, pondering on almost every matter, struggling to fight against those flashbacks of her less welcoming past and not forgetting, trying her very best to find contentment despite all those emotional baggage. But I reckon that the owner is much more oppressed than I am, especially with her spiteful exboyfriend. Guess she has made a right choice to leave, and join the Freedom Ladies Society.

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Sigh, why do I get the feeling that I am boring the hell out of you creatures? I bet there is only a handful of people that bother reading till this paragraph or should I say one, am only confident that my beloved Baybeh will do that. This blog is tragically turning into a space where I pen my emotions, okay why do I sound so bitter? I am happy, I really am. Maybe on days when I am not alone at home, on days when I am occupied, busy yet satisfied. I cannot just sit around at home doing almost nothing, because my thoughts tend to run wild and explode into an endless mindmap. No idea why but I kinda look forward to work tomorrow, I miss making oversized waffles and serving massive scoops of ice cream that make customers elated yet the company to suffer. Alright enough of all my ramblings and despondent self, I will try to keep my posts less gloomy, till then folks, xo.

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"My heart is ugly. The world has made me hard and cold, with this pain I've hated and all this bitterness stole away my sweetness."

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P/S Blogger is so screwed with their alignment. Ugh those dashes dont mean anything, it is not a pattern that I am trying to create but a fucking paragraph which I cant seem to get with the push of the Enter button.

Inspirations

Gorgeous models, great style, awesome photography.

Pretty little things

Now, any idea where I can get floral curtains?

Take Me Out

I honestly have zero inspiration to keep the entries coming in, and it gets kinda boring to actually blog about what happens daily or weekly. Damn, i hope i'll get inspired soon. Real soon.