NYE is now

all ready 

going to hit the beach now!

Bali for NYE

third trip to bali to celebrate NYE with my significant other.

here's Bali for us so far..

heading to our pool view room..

loading up the fridge with our booze

checking out our pool view 

our cheeky bathroom

our cosy bed with a fancy peacock overlooking our heads

other half making himself at home

beach front dining at Oceans 27

serving up a pepperoni skinny pizza, garlic shrooms, salt & pepper calamari, veggie spring rolls

roaming the streets next morning

having flapjacks for lunch

strolling down the beach together

and having NYE buffet dinner together

shall bumps again with endless eating and boozing

♥ 

deewees

packing for a holiday

packing, packing, packing!
departing for bali tomorrow morning. i can barely wait. till then its packing my bags, and more cleaning and packing my room before i leave town for a week.

what i like about working...

i get to enjoy my cig with a view.

housewarming saturday

obsessed with my boss's dog named summer. she is adorable and extremely affectionate.

having your own apartment is cool.

wish i have that finanicial capability to own my own soon. somewhere central and accessible because i hate wasting time travelling. :(

monday tomorrow! its back to work time. its too fast too soon. but it bets lazing at home with no finanicial input! makes me think into the future, the kind of career i am eying for. one thing i hate is that routinous monday to friday work, followed by "looking forward to the weekends to do stuff and run errands" and then the dreadful sunday night.

ahhh... oh well. such is life.

i miss my time in sydney too the wether and the long days in summer...

the festive guilt

whenever festive season is around the corner all i think of is to eat, eat & EAT! i would imagine deliciously prepared fish, poultry, beef, seafood and all that good harvest of mother earth sitting on a nicely set dinner table.

then i would stop in my tracks.
suddenly overwhelmingly flooded with guilt: all that animal massacre going on, animals raped and abused, fish and prawns all choking on the decks of some fishing boat out at sea, vegetables ripped out of that nice comfty muddy bed they been happily resting in, machines mechanically going from one tree to another tree cutting every fresh produce away... all that mental imagery makes me feel so awful, terrible, bad, cruel and ugly.

thinking of it makes me cry.

i wish i could just feed on air and sunshine.

anothrer epic countdown to bali...

AND 
THE EPIC COUNTDOWN TIMER SAYS 
ITS 6 WEEKS TO BALI!

I AM SO EXCITED!!!
I JUST CAN'T HIDE IT!!! 

okay. need to finish my final project. major ass project first. 

life101: semester break around the corner

i am at my last hurdle for this semester. one final grand finale of submission and i will be done for the semester. this signifies the start to a new problem- holiday job. such jobs just means minimum wage and mindless chores. i didn't mind doing that while i was in post secondary or while i was pursuing a diploma. but after spending the last few years earning a minimum wage of 15$/ hour as a full time executive, i am finding it incredibly hard to be working for half that rate and not learning anything. maybe i'll consider internship somewhere. the pay would be equavilent to that of a mindless drone worker, hours would be longer, but at least i pick up something.

learning makes life worth living for.

omg. why didn't i just opt for that one year degree course. it would even take me to melbourne...

i am not enjoying school, student life and the company of my classmates. so much for "college being the prime time".

certainly.

dreadful.

another 1.5years to go. hanging on. just hanging on.

Who knew the Lacoste croc could be so cute & oriental

more via hypebeast

some food for thought on "friendship"

Tart words make no friends; 
a spoonful of honey will catch more flies than a gallon of vinegar.
Benjamin Franklin


Don't pity the girl with one true friend. Envy her. Pity the girl with just a thousand acquaintances.
Katie Obenchain


alright. over and out.
nighty night!

christmas came early for some..

indeed!

got a new log for my hermit crabs. just for kicks i placed them on it. one of them wasn't too keen on participating (WET BLANKET!) and got off the log shortly.

merry christmas, hermits!
will fully decorate your crab shack as soon as my deadlines are over.

2012 US Election and my vote goes to...

NONE OTHER THAN BARACK OBAMA!

*loud whistle*

Indeed, I am 25. I am of legal age to vote.
But I am not an American. :(

Even though I am half way round the world, Obama is always within radar from the news —NewYorkTimes, MailOnline, BBCNews—, to Facebook updates, and BBC Radio 1... So,... Obama, you get my vote spiritually! I hope you bag it!

The democractic future is in your hands! Americans! Vote wisely!!!

2012 NYE plans done deal

airtickets and hotel confirmed... bali, HERE WE COME!!!

ALL HAIL NOV & MY AMAZING LOOT FROM JAPAN...

... without leaving town.

kudos to my boyfriend who was in tokyo for Tokyo Fashion Week last month.

gonna be trending my XL dot black beauty Headporter tote now

shall take a shower and then plan my route for NYE.
Bali is topping my list for "chill out spot to spend NYE", and it is looking exceptionally good with ocean view villas.

alright.
over & out peps
♥

my academic record has arrived, finally

爱// love

one hour later...

student life; rainy gloomy weekend

working hard on my many art pieces this weekend while it pours outside.
gotta award myself w a glass of plum wine when im done.

wow it's october already

Okay, I'm going to state a "DUH" statement... IT'S 2 MORE MONTHS TO DECEMBER!
Did the year just sped pass me or what! Damnit. I always come to a point in time, somewhere towards the third quarter of the year, where I panic about how the year is ending as if the WORLD itself is ending along with it. I guess it is. I'm ageing by another year. Another pretty young thing turns 16, 21... It is here I let a loud heavy sigh.

Anyway. I am already 9 weeks into my college life. And, I would say my study here has been fruitful so far. This college implements a lot of self-studying. A good thing for me because I study best at my own pace and interest.

A little fun fact: according to the course outline, I am suppose to be clocking in a good 190hours per module per semester. This would total up to a good 570hours of self study time in one semester. Thus, making self study time each semester a mean average of 142.5hours, a weekly average of 35.625hours and a daily average of 5.08928571hours. Let me just say "College life is such a blast!". Just can't help but witness extreme ends of the rainbow - the really good to the really lousy.

Another plus one on my achievement boards: I have got half the number of assignments done! And, of couse, I've got another half more to conquer before this semester ends and I'll break for the holidays. Woot woot! Which, I hope, I can buy myself a trip back out to Sydney or perhaps Melbourne for the New Year. This spells some diligent saving plan; less buying; less pampering; and only getting my essentials. Yes, that is right: No more, internet shopping. My purse strings are going to be dead tight.

So much to conquer. So little time.

Whatever it is. Making full use of time is key - work hard, play hard. Stop dwelling in the past and the "can't do"s. Instead, embrace the present and look forward to the future.

ONWARD, MY FRIENDS!

finally, i had my hair chopped

chopped it off last tuesday :- )

look at this riculous birdnest on my head

college days buried in books

college race

2nd project down.
many more to go!
cant wait for the holidays :-)

the gender difference in lending a helping hand

it seems as though the masculine species have an insensitive manner of lending a helping hand. they need to take sole ownership of the matter, put down any and every opinion, and take feedback in a negative light.

while the feline species react in the most passive way possible. in a nutshell a female's approach: take it or leave it. because i really don't care.

so in future, if you might need help at all - such as fixing a light bulb or help with a document on the computer - get psychologically prepared for what happens next, and watch what you say. the last thing you want is your file to get scraped off, or your bulb to be shattered into shit-bits.

:-)

the same weekend every weekend

rushing to shower and get changed. a million things to do. places to go. things to eat. so much adrenaline.
until you ask your other half where he would like to go. then you sigh and think "there goes the last day of weekend".
the odds of you and your other half not sharing the same kind of euthusiasm and energy.

living in an over-populous island

image source: wikipedia

i am constantly looking for an escape route out of this tiny little island. this island is so insanely claustrophobic. everywhere you looked, there was people. everywhere you turned, there has to be a high-rise in the horizon.

our population has rose significantly over the past half a decade. from a population of 4million to a population of 6 million and ever still increasing. this island, is, faster than ever, turning into a over-populous island. it is so populated, it's overwhelming. or if i placed it in a personal context - it is overwhelming for me.

there has never been a day in this little city-state-island where i could feel relaxed and at ease. an hour, perhaps, was the longest i ever felt relieved and relax: arriving at the airport, with my boarding pass in hand and waiting for my flight.

this little island, has people everywhere. with so many people, and people being this island/country's sole resource, the population is a mad herd that is insanely competitive and always looking for ways to out-shine the rest and be ahead of the game.

everyone had a reason and had a need to prove they had something more, or, were better than the rest. every move has a motive. every word has an intention. everything here is pretentious.

image source: japantabibito

it feels as though i might have found another uniquely singapore trait: to be pretentious. if being "kia-su"/ scared of losing and "kia-si"/ scared of death was not enough, locals had also be pretentious.

i shall place myself in scenarios to plead my case of locals being pretentious.

regardless of situation and context:

• i will need to prove my worth by pretending i know so much when i truly don't have a clue about what it is about and have absolutely zero interest at all in knowing anything about it.
• i will need to pretend that i am someone which i am not, for fear that people around me will assume that i am stupid. 
• finally, i will need to make my presence known and i will need to drop name and call everyone my "friend" and declare that "i know [xxx]" even when that person has never ever met me in his/her entire life before. i know [xxx] because i seen, or hear, or read about him/her around somewhere.'
• in a nutshell: pretend and keep pretending.

this indeed may be nothing new. we all probably have met one or two folks around and about with such traits. unfortunately, this is not "one or two folks around and about with such traits" i am talking about here, it is practically the whole city-state with such people. as i have mentioned, the population has more motivation to be more "kia-su" and"kia-si" than ever that they need to shape a new trait to survive in this gruelling metropolitan city. everyone is so desperate that they have given birth to an even more repulsive culture.

this island has become increasingly crowded and repulsive. in no time, locals will morph into a island-city-state full of citizens with little or no morals, values and principles. or better, locals will carry the infamous 3 values everywhere they go. by then, i would rather pretend that i originate from the neighbouring countries.

i absolutely will kill(metaphorically) for a one way ticket out of here and the only thing i will ever miss will be my hawker delights from the local "kopitiam"/ coffee shop.

image source: best singapore guide

my thoughts on a human child

i love looking at silly animal photos. its probably cruel in some sense, but seriously, they look so adorable and cuddly. i look at a human child with the same way thoughts in mind: adorable, cute and cuddly. then i realised i can't, because this is more than a human life we're talking about (and it is not that i devalue the life of an animal). instead, we are talking more than just a life, we're talking about a person's future along with so much more responsibility and consequences at stake.

the key to one's future has been instilled into us regardless of any country: education. education is what opens up the door to a house with food on the table, a car and various material needs we need to sustain our lives. without receiving proper education and knowledge in an urbanised society, we would not be able to get a job and all the basic material needs which we require to sustain ourselves will be unattainable. unless, of course, one receives charity aid.

assuming charity aid does not exist, and man needed to rely on himself. would being mentally handicap be a liability to him/herself in society? i believe yes, it will be a liability. how many mentally disabled in society holds a middle-class salary job working 9 to 5 from mondays to fridays? rare but many works in less mentally demanding jobs which is able to provide him/herself with the most basic material every needs. anything more, would be practically impossible. he/she would take public transport, he would not be able to drive(because he is not mentally able to do so), let alone afford a car. he/she would very unlikely be married due to disabilities and discrimination from society for being abnormal. lastly, what would happen to him/her when she has lost all ability to contribute to society for a paycheck, or worse, when his/her job gets replaced by artificial intelligence to boast productivity.

i come back to the point about responsibilities and consequences at stake when it comes to a human child, because the future of one depends on the child's parents, while the child is in his/her mother's womb, the labour process, the growth and development of a child. if you could look at it from my perspective, a child is not cute, adorable and cuddly. a child is beyond that. to say that seems to demean the child. instead, it is a diamond in the rough. it is a subject waiting to be developed and shine. because one day it will end up right here, in front of this computer, typing out thoughts on life and pondering away on possibly bigger things.

a child, i see, is a miniature version of an adult. He/she has all senses undeveloped and sitting there waiting for someone to hone it into potential where he/she will ultimately commit the most important objective in life: contribute and shape society.

thinking of my future, i wonder if i have the means to raise a child. would my child be healthy in my womb, would my child develop and grow into a fine being.. i guess such worries and questions are unnecessary now. i should put that in the back seat till the time comes where i have my child.

as i sit and watch my friend's mother shower my friend with love, care and concern. i shall do just that to my child. my love, care and concern shall be endless for my child.

image from http://acelebrationofwomen.org

the "chill out" touch

decided to hung up this piece of sarong from phuket which costed me just a dollar.
looking real good on my wall.
*warm and fuzzy feeling*

Hermes: The Gift of Time

checked out the exhibit happening now at tanjiong pagar railway station which is defunct.

totally recommend it to folks who have an hour or two to spare. exhibit space is not excessive huge, but it's sufficient for a visitor to spend at least a good 30minutes.

there's a cafe, The U Cafe, made available on the vicinity specially for the exhibit. sandwiches and lamb cutlet is a must have.

the exhibit is happening everything till next weekend.
exhibit closes at 9pm daily.