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Loti and I are back from our first trip together, and I’m thankful it was a surprisingly pleasant one. We took quite a number of photos, and also about 120 videos to compile into ONE single clip. So, please be patient wimme! Lotsa editing to do!
I didn’t realise that there’s a ♥ shape on Loti’s chest until cousin Peimin pointed out.
AND AND! The video is complete, and I LOVE IT. WATCH!
My very first photo shoot with Loti. I swear we were boiling under 40°C! It was so damn blardee hot I couldn’t even function. Big BIG kudos to Loti for setting up the tripod / positioning the bike / taking most of the photos! I don’t know how he did it seriously. And he said that he saw my true colours under that kind of sun cos’ I couldn’t stop cursing LOL.
‘Nuff said! Here are the photos I painstakingly edited. Love how they turned out!
Meh meh 吃草.
Desert.
Love these shoes that cousin Peimin picked for me :D
Can I sound any worse for the first post of a new year? Hahaha anyway, happy 2012 everyone. OXYMORON TTM *ROLLS EYES.
But what if the 2012 prophecy is true?
May sound stupid to some, but I believe it to a certain extend. So. I want to fulfill some stuffs before I “die.”
Just 3 simple ones. And if you think it is too shallow for a bucket list, come on. One more year to enjoy, why so serious? If we get pass then say lah!
Looking back at the 11 things I wanna do in 2011, I’d say the most gratifying one was traveling alone – 9 days of Japan, more than I can ever ask for. I also accomplished almost every other thing on that list, except for the exercising and hitting ideal weight part. That, I can comprehend and I shall forget about the idea, ever.
Also in 2011, I’ve gained and lost a loved one. Well, I guess sometimes in life, it’s like that. I’ve spent the past 12 months learning how to let go (a lot), and now, I just embrace life as it comes. After all, we are nothing but particles in the universe, so just keep doing whatever that makes you happy.
In a nutshell, watch this clip.
It totally speaks my mind.
One fine night at 一碗甜品.
With SelinaToh (I like anyone with the surname Toh LOL)..
VincentSibehHeng and LynnEeeeee!
Love this candid shot of them. Lynn was like, “Check out my Japanese chick!” Vincent spectacle slipped and went, “Fwah! I thought the one that I looking at was hot already.”
Love their desserts, and this caremalised milk custard was the best in all our opinions.
I also love all these miniatures that they have on display.
This is a replica of their own shop, so cute!
The first gathering on X’mas eve was dinner at 15 Minutes with Lynn, Ash, Selina, and some others whom I one year see one time – about ten of us in total.
Loti and I with the “prop” we made for another parteh. Turns out, we are the only two whom put in effort -.-
Anyway, I went crazy with my eyeliner that night – something which I won’t ever do on normal days. But it’s Christmas, so people will forgive you :p
Forgot to take group photos.
Next, CZ’s place with Mighty Orangees. He bought sashimi and asked his maid to prepare food for all of us!
There were even red velvet cupcakes!
Didn’t take group photos too.
Then at 2359, I made it just in time to the doorstep of the last parteh.
YUM SENG! LOL.
It was Loti’s clique housed in a WARM cosy room at Concorde Hotel. There were gifts exchange lotsa drinking blah blah blah. Was supposed to be moustache themed la but nobody gave a damn lol.
I even made the “poster” so everyone could pose with it and the moustaches, but it seemed like only us girls were interested in photo taking while the guys went crazy on the alcohol.
Favourite picture!
And then I knocked out after some Baileys. I get high on alcohol, then I start to fall asleep. Hahaha.
No group photos yet again!
Loti is starting to complain that I have too much people to entertain. Lynn commented, “If you were to give 30% to each group, you might as well give 100% to just one?” IDK! Perhaps it’s the idealist in me that makes me want to please everyone, but maybe it’s really time I should learn to say no.
Thanks to Golden Village and omy, I’ve gotten a pair of tickets to the British comedy, The Inbetweeners.
It’s all about a “lads’ holiday” among four socially inept teenage boys in Malia, Greece – when one of the them got ditched by his girlfriend. And we all know what kind of getaway four 18-year-olds could be lusting after, “Two weeks of sun, sea, sex, sand, booze, sex, minge, fanny and tits. And booze. And Sex.”
However, the reality wasn’t anything close to that. It was made up of tragedy, humiliation, doomed and drunken pursuits of the female gender, dodgy dance moves and a dilapidated dorm.
My favourite scene is when the lads strode into the airport in slow motion wearing the same T-shirts with rock music in the background (like a typical Hollywood scene) but then the music came crashing down when they were told that their flight had been delayed for seven hours, and to take off their shirts. LOL.
It was a love-hate relationship with these bunch of losers, as they send you cackling with their crude humour.
A lil’ research revealed that this movie was actually a continuation of The Inbetweeners TV series. Fret not if you hadn’t watch the series before, cos’ I didn’t, and I enjoyed it nonetheless.
Catch the trailer here!
I’m so sad cos’ I completed the entires series of Sex and the City and I have nothing left to watch anymore. “It’s a old show but the topics are timeless” – quote unquote Cass who kept urging me to watch.
Love the friendship between the four girlfriends, and what the show had taught me (not about sex but life and relationships).
I’m making a list of my favourite Sex and the City quotes.
People say everything happens for a reason. These people are usually women, and these women are usually sorting through a breakup. It seems that men can get out of a relationship without even a goodbye, but apparently women had to either get married or learn something. Why are we in such a rush to move from confused to Confucius? Do we search for lessons to lessen the pain?
As progressive as our society claims to be, there are still certain life targets we’re all supposed to hit. Marriage, babies, and a home to call your own. But what if, instead of breaking out in a smile, you break out in a rash? Is something wrong with the system? Or is it you? And do we really want these things? Or are we just programmed to think we do?
Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate… without them what would shape our lives? Maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn’t fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change, so do cities, people come into your life and people go. But it’s comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart… and if you’re very lucky, a plane ride away.
One of the signs that a female gorilla is in love is that she can be seen picking nits off her male companion. And yet in humans, nit picking can ruin a perfectly good evening. Not to mention a relationship. Women are known to be more verbal than men, but, when does criticism that’s constructive become destructive? Are there times when the ladies should just shut the fuck up?
Since birth modern women have been told that we can do and be anything we want, be an astronaut, the head of an internet company, a stay-at-home mom. There aren’t any rules any more. Choices are endless. And apparently, they can all be delivered right to your door. But is it possible that we’ve gotten so spoiled by choices that we’ve become unable to make one? That part of us knows that once you choose something, one man, one great apartment, one amazing job, another option goes away? Are we a generation women who can’t choose just one from column ‘A’? Did we all have too much to handle, or was Samantha right? Can we have it all?
That night I started to think about belief. Maybe it’s not even advisable to be an optimist anymore. Maybe pessimism is something we have to apply daily, like moisturizer, otherwise how do you bounce back when reality batters your belief system, and love does not, as promised, conquer all? Is hope a drug we need to go off of, or is it keeping us alive? What’s the harm in believing?
In love relationships, there is a fine line between pleasure and pain. In fact, it’s a common belief that a relationship without pain is a relationship not worth having. To some, pain implies growth. But how do we know when the growing pains stop, and the pain pains take over? Are we masochists or optimists if we continue to walk that fine line? When it comes to relationships, how do we know when enough is enough?
When you’re young, your whole life is about the pursuit of fun. Then, you grow up and learn to be cautious. You could break a bone or a heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don’t leap at all because there’s not always someone there to catch you. And in life, there’s no safety net. When did it stop being fun and start being scary?
What if Prince Charming had never showed up? Would Snow White have slept in that glass coffin forever? Or would she have eventually woke up, spit out the apple, gotten a job, a health-care package and a baby from her local neighborhood sperm bank? I couldn’t help but wonder… inside every confident, driven, single woman, is there a delicate, fragile princess just waiting to be saved?
Fuck knights in shining armours, prince charming or whatsoever heroes because I am Kaiyi AND I AM MY OWN SUPERWOMAN muahahah! Except that I can't fly, and er, I don't wear my undies on the outside.
