...but what qualifies as an "err" is a very relevant consideration.
Recently there was a gentle reminder for me that you can almost always only count on yourself. Disappointment follows directly the extent of the intent. Nothing to create drama over, though. I accept that we are all only human, we make mistakes and we have our moments.
Don’t you love it when we each make the time? To finally catch up with friends, see how we’ve each grown and reflect on the common bond we share. Despite the years, the differences, the imperfections, the growth, the misunderstandings, everything and anything that could be viewed as a hindrance. To rise above them -- how far we have come…
I love you peeps!
Showing posts with label celebration of love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label celebration of love. Show all posts
Wednesday, 22 October 2008
Thursday, 25 September 2008
fight or flee
Finally. Some space to breathe and not attend to things due 5 minutes ago and its siblings and little cousins.
No, I will not delete my blog, thank you very much. It has been a while that yesterday I even wrote an email perhaps passable as poetry. In retrospect I cringe. I need to blog.
My feline love is in the hospital. Poor fat baby. Have been visiting him every night for the past 3 nights. He’s on the drip and have had a cathether placed in his wee wee organ, which was only removed yesterday. Though he looked better yesterday, it was akin to visiting a highly drugged up being. He would fall back asleep every 3 seconds -- but at least he looked comfortable, considering. They are currently monitoring his bladder thus his belly fur has been shaved to facilitate the x-ray and ultrasound. Sob sob. My little lamb. Hopefully he gets better fast. I miss him terribly.
I also turned a year older recently. It was a nice cosy celebration which was also a surprise one for one of my bestest boo (yay!), chocolate cheesecake (yum!), candles (*blow*), supercute turquoise and brown cupcakes (loves!), superthin candles (*blow*). No bubbly though. Only love, affection and friendship. And somehow the topics hovered around puberty and sex and black curtains. My utmost terima kasih for your time and effort and gifts.
Talking about turquoise cupcakes and shades of blue, my most jawdropping pressie was from PO. She sent me home (this is rare..) and handed me the small paperbag which contained my gift. One sight of it and I was transported to shallow-ville in an instant. The idea that she might want to spend 8k for the diamond horseshoe I have been eyeing for years did cross my mind, but logic had to come back into the picture. I held the babyblue box tied with a white ribbon and just stared at it and her. The whole unwrapping was an experience. I discovered then that a surprise tiffany is a more wholesome experience compared to one that you are at liberty to choose :) She got me a gorgeous Elsa Peretti round pendant necklace -- the one I looked at a little too long when we went for our mad window shopping outing. And she noticed. Aaaw.
This birthday I gave myself a gentle reminder that one should never say never, as it may bite you in the arse. I am grateful for all the love I am surrounded with, happy with my own person -- who I am, in the midst of becoming and aspire to be, and hopeful that I continue having the patience and resilience to overcome glitches.
And always fight. But when you are absolutely certain it is not worth it, flee.
No, I will not delete my blog, thank you very much. It has been a while that yesterday I even wrote an email perhaps passable as poetry. In retrospect I cringe. I need to blog.
My feline love is in the hospital. Poor fat baby. Have been visiting him every night for the past 3 nights. He’s on the drip and have had a cathether placed in his wee wee organ, which was only removed yesterday. Though he looked better yesterday, it was akin to visiting a highly drugged up being. He would fall back asleep every 3 seconds -- but at least he looked comfortable, considering. They are currently monitoring his bladder thus his belly fur has been shaved to facilitate the x-ray and ultrasound. Sob sob. My little lamb. Hopefully he gets better fast. I miss him terribly.
I also turned a year older recently. It was a nice cosy celebration which was also a surprise one for one of my bestest boo (yay!), chocolate cheesecake (yum!), candles (*blow*), supercute turquoise and brown cupcakes (loves!), superthin candles (*blow*). No bubbly though. Only love, affection and friendship. And somehow the topics hovered around puberty and sex and black curtains. My utmost terima kasih for your time and effort and gifts.
Talking about turquoise cupcakes and shades of blue, my most jawdropping pressie was from PO. She sent me home (this is rare..) and handed me the small paperbag which contained my gift. One sight of it and I was transported to shallow-ville in an instant. The idea that she might want to spend 8k for the diamond horseshoe I have been eyeing for years did cross my mind, but logic had to come back into the picture. I held the babyblue box tied with a white ribbon and just stared at it and her. The whole unwrapping was an experience. I discovered then that a surprise tiffany is a more wholesome experience compared to one that you are at liberty to choose :) She got me a gorgeous Elsa Peretti round pendant necklace -- the one I looked at a little too long when we went for our mad window shopping outing. And she noticed. Aaaw.
This birthday I gave myself a gentle reminder that one should never say never, as it may bite you in the arse. I am grateful for all the love I am surrounded with, happy with my own person -- who I am, in the midst of becoming and aspire to be, and hopeful that I continue having the patience and resilience to overcome glitches.
And always fight. But when you are absolutely certain it is not worth it, flee.
Wednesday, 14 November 2007
welcome!
A (not so) tiny tot was born today to proud parents MOBF and MOBFH. My congratulations with an abundance of love.
Baby CH, Aunty Chocpot thinks you’re super adorable. Kisses!
Baby CH, Aunty Chocpot thinks you’re super adorable. Kisses!
Monday, 12 November 2007
a jog down memory lane
I had a great dinner last Wednesday and we had a chat about our childhood. It reminded me of great many things which took place when I was little, and not so little; like:
how I was amazed with hot air balloons and contemplated jumping off from our balcony with an open umbrella. I was about 4; or
how my brother always managed to trick me into thinking that he genuinely wanted me to do the fun things he was in the midst of, but of course, he would have already thought of ways to trick me and ultimately bully me; or
how I got in the lift alone when I was 5, too short and too busy bawling to press the floor button or to do anything clever (but I was rescued by a room service guy); or
how I loved and looked forward to the Lego sessions I get to do whenever Mom does her shopping; or
how I got a cut on my thigh climbing a school fence cutting school with my then best friend with her brother. I was 8. I still have the scar until now; or
how initially I could only ride the bicycle without trainer wheels on surfaces with grass and if I moved onto somewhat smooth surface I would immediately lose my balance; or
how I enjoyed camping in our lawn until my brother decides to 'accidentally' snip the tip of my cat's ear and the literally bleeding cat came running into the tent. Of course I screamed in horror. Mom thought he cut my ear; or
how I passed out falling right into a drain from an open ole-skool window unable to contain my excitement of seeing my first non-zoo monkey;
I now see my nephew and he is every bit as naughty as his dad. I thank God he doesn't have a little sister :)
Back to that dinner. I learnt that a certain someone's face was on fire while on a drinking binge... muwahahaaaa.. I hurt my cheeks laughing!
how I was amazed with hot air balloons and contemplated jumping off from our balcony with an open umbrella. I was about 4; or
how my brother always managed to trick me into thinking that he genuinely wanted me to do the fun things he was in the midst of, but of course, he would have already thought of ways to trick me and ultimately bully me; or
how I got in the lift alone when I was 5, too short and too busy bawling to press the floor button or to do anything clever (but I was rescued by a room service guy); or
how I loved and looked forward to the Lego sessions I get to do whenever Mom does her shopping; or
how I got a cut on my thigh climbing a school fence cutting school with my then best friend with her brother. I was 8. I still have the scar until now; or
how initially I could only ride the bicycle without trainer wheels on surfaces with grass and if I moved onto somewhat smooth surface I would immediately lose my balance; or
how I enjoyed camping in our lawn until my brother decides to 'accidentally' snip the tip of my cat's ear and the literally bleeding cat came running into the tent. Of course I screamed in horror. Mom thought he cut my ear; or
how I passed out falling right into a drain from an open ole-skool window unable to contain my excitement of seeing my first non-zoo monkey;
I now see my nephew and he is every bit as naughty as his dad. I thank God he doesn't have a little sister :)
Back to that dinner. I learnt that a certain someone's face was on fire while on a drinking binge... muwahahaaaa.. I hurt my cheeks laughing!
Saturday, 13 October 2007
what is it about you?
Your passion for knowledge inspires me. Your sense of responsibility humbles me. Your sturdy encouragement boosts me. Your belief in me speaks volumes. Your love warms my heart.
Happy birthday Dad. You are a great many things to me, above and beyond words. I’m a very lucky girl. Thank you.
Happy birthday Dad. You are a great many things to me, above and beyond words. I’m a very lucky girl. Thank you.
Monday, 16 July 2007
Friday, 22 June 2007
i'm spinning around
I don’t know why but since yesterday I can’t get this song out of my head.
I love this tune, and the video. Kylie looks hot in them -- both the video and THAT gold hot pants ;) Her dancing on the dance floor, her sitting and writhing and sliding on the bar top, the close up or her derriere in THAT gold hot pants. Now THAT’s what you call hot pants, children.
This was from the album Light Years, released in 2000.
Spinning Around also reminds me of August 2001, when we had a combined birthday bash for the twin leos and MBF in a suite right smack in the middle of KL. Personally the second thing that comes to my mind is me smacking my head on the hanging glass lampshade (don’t ask…). In fairness, it was hung low.
The most memorable of that party was the synchronised dancing to Spinning Around. Each of us was at our happy place and chilling and munching and socialising when a bunch of them decided to boost the joy factor and dance. When this song came on, someone had a bright idea to do a group dance. And that they did. Non-stop (to ensure everybody gets all the steps right). The song was on repeat for God knows how many times. I was proudly a happy spectator of the whole thing. It still makes me smile.
“Oooh baby baby baby, you know you like it like this…”
:)
Tuesday, 19 June 2007
World Environment Day meets Father's Day
People, FRIM is fabulous... The family decided to chill there for father's day. Ate some weird fruit off the tree, got bitten by some creature, screamed in sheer shock when I saw a superlong worm ON the earth (aren't they supposed to be INside earth?) and got all phobic when my sister got bitten (?) by a leach. Am so looking forward to the canopy walkway thing. We couldn't do it that day as they had met their 100 pax per day quota.
Oh, and I have the ultimate best dad in the world :)
Untrue to myself, I was requested and have agreed to have another go at Bbg's yet another event... Hehehee... That does not make the other time a one-off does it? Oh well. I'm not hurting anybody. It's a different kind of fun; once all the nervousness leaves your system. And it has been postponed to next month.
Thank God.
Monday, 7 May 2007
love is all around
Saturday. 6 a.m.
A text came in. “Wake up princess.”
(uh? But. But I only managed to sleep at 4 a.m….)
Zzzzzzzzz…
MBA rang twice to make sure I get my arse off bed and ready for our roadtrip in baju kurung. Our friend was getting married that morning in Kuantan and we had to be there by 10 a.m.
Somehow we had time for some kuih and coffee AND made it on time. Was it the Swedish marquee? Hahahaaaa… MBA, why don’t you stop being steeuwpidd..
After the nikah ceremony, we checked in, waited for whywhenitsme, then hit the pool. MBF told me that I was lucky because the weather was gloomy the days before that. The sun was out. Despite the brief rain and despite the pool bar being swarmed by loud Singaporeans with American accent, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Had a good 30 minutes in the sun on the sun lounger then headed to the beach with Shay. I’ve heard about the Teluk Chempedak beach being unsafe and at first only went in ankle deep before joining them. We were being competitive annoying children; it was hilarious. I hauled myself out of the sea when something bit my arm twice. Ick.
Did some catching up with JODB, his lovely wifey and their super adorable all chilled out baby ZA. Met more friends at the only Stabux in Kuantan after that. Only met hollaback boi and WH at the reception, as he was busy with Fashion House earlier on.. hehee.. We got curious thus drove around to find some little kopitiam, only to find the bride, groom, bridesmaid and best man having drinks at the same place. Kuantan isn't that big, eh?
I was in excellent company throughout the trip.
To Ms O and Baby,
Congratulations are in order. For finding and loving each other and the solemn promise to make it work. Beautiful wedding, my wishes for a more beautiful marriage. Truly delighted for the both of you. Muaks!
A text came in. “Wake up princess.”
(uh? But. But I only managed to sleep at 4 a.m….)
Zzzzzzzzz…
MBA rang twice to make sure I get my arse off bed and ready for our roadtrip in baju kurung. Our friend was getting married that morning in Kuantan and we had to be there by 10 a.m.
Somehow we had time for some kuih and coffee AND made it on time. Was it the Swedish marquee? Hahahaaaa… MBA, why don’t you stop being steeuwpidd..
After the nikah ceremony, we checked in, waited for whywhenitsme, then hit the pool. MBF told me that I was lucky because the weather was gloomy the days before that. The sun was out. Despite the brief rain and despite the pool bar being swarmed by loud Singaporeans with American accent, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Had a good 30 minutes in the sun on the sun lounger then headed to the beach with Shay. I’ve heard about the Teluk Chempedak beach being unsafe and at first only went in ankle deep before joining them. We were being competitive annoying children; it was hilarious. I hauled myself out of the sea when something bit my arm twice. Ick.
Did some catching up with JODB, his lovely wifey and their super adorable all chilled out baby ZA. Met more friends at the only Stabux in Kuantan after that. Only met hollaback boi and WH at the reception, as he was busy with Fashion House earlier on.. hehee.. We got curious thus drove around to find some little kopitiam, only to find the bride, groom, bridesmaid and best man having drinks at the same place. Kuantan isn't that big, eh?
I was in excellent company throughout the trip.
To Ms O and Baby,
Congratulations are in order. For finding and loving each other and the solemn promise to make it work. Beautiful wedding, my wishes for a more beautiful marriage. Truly delighted for the both of you. Muaks!
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