DEEWEES LOVES LONDON '13

a collection of snapshots of LONDON

loads of memories

and a whole load of experiences

I'm back in Singapore now

reality time = unpacking time

long weekend (Hari Raya meets National Day) arriving in about 2 weeks time
desperately thinking of ways to hid away from the crazy holiday crowd on this little island without burning a huge hole in my pocket *sigh*

saturday dinner date with my Telly

cider,

mash and

malaysian chicken skewer 

for dinner tonight.

LONDON!

*GASP*

I'm already here for a week and I like it here so much I don't wanna leaveeeee. there's so many museums to visit, so many little cafes to have coffee at, and little spots for you to escape from the hustle and bustle of crazy foot traffic. 

London, you're amazing. 

London, checking in

Yes, All. I have touched down in London town. 

Flight on British Airways was fine, apart from from the turbulence and much delays caused by it. I got much sleep on the flight allowing me to use most of daylight to venture all around town. 

Found Jamie Oliver's Diner over Shaftesbury.

I had the Piccadilly dog. And, boy, it was so darn good I want to head back for another. 

Having a tough time trying to get souvenirs for my sister and my boyfriend.

Plenty of boring "I *heart* UK" stuff, I'm looking for the niche stuff perhaps I should check out the flea markets this weekend.

Should catch some sleep soon.

Gonna rise and shine early tomorrow. 

Packing Day

I've been busy packing my bags, cleaning up my room and doing my chores because the last thing I want is to return to a dirty soggy room.

Shawn got me a Mag-lite yesterday, seriously this is really cool — rock solid build and functions as a gigantic torch that doubling up as a baton. This really feels like you're readily armed to fend off a sickening burglar anytime.

My luggage is pretty empty, I am just occupying less than half of my luggage space, which is a good thing. Can't wait to load it up with strange stuff I can find. Mom bought this for me at the luggage sale over at Takashimaya. It's really neat, I can basically fit myself and my corgi dog into this. Spacious as hell for a neat sale tag of SGD$240..

Kind of a habit of mine to always be packing my clothes and everything into waterproof ziplock bags, fending away water seeping into my baggage under any circumstances. Plus, it actually saves spaces by allowing you to roll out all the space-eating-air of your wares.

I am always concerned about bringing back mites and bed bugs from abroad. So, I am always keeping my clothes in ziplocks, always sealed tight and hardly hanging up my clothes unless I am pretty sure on wearing it the next day. I read from countless sources about how bed bugs and mites hang around wardrobe and can easily get into your clothes, hitching a ride back into your cosy home. So, word of advise: store clothes in ziplocks or keep them in luggage unless you're certain on wearing them.

More on bed bugs, recently read up at The Herb Gardener that Lavender is a great bed bug repellent. I'm packing my Lavender and Eucalyptus essential oils into my luggage. Better safe than sorry. 

Laters alligators. Got an evening flight to catch.

Apple's budget iPhone leak?

I wonder if this is true, but, this here is supposingly Apple's budget phone fight against its rivals, Samsung and LG. To me, it does look pretty decent and I won't mind holding one as a spare. Looks just like its bigger brothers to me, who's going to bother to spot the difference unless that examine your phone to micro detail.

more here @ techdy.

Relationship thoughts — The Needy Ones

Frankie's Magazine Calendar for July

I was stirring my blue berries into my yogurt and thinking about the balance in a relationship; The balance of spending time together and spending time apart; The type of time spent together and apart. All that ying and yang stuff...

So. I always found it insane for couples to be spending every waking minute and hour together, until I got into one. While in a relationship, you could be amongst the lucky ones with a partner with a lot of similar likings and all which slowly consumes you into this little couple-absorbing-sphere... Then you realised, you've been such a bitch making one of the most common mistake which is: "My life revolved around my other half, and I abandoned all my friends for it. I don't meet them anymore, my other half is always around even when it's —an inappropriate one for him to attend— girls gathering. And, I only meet my friends when my other half is busy. It's really awful. What sort of friend am I?".

As much as your other half should come as priority. It's really about balance and priorities. I really don't think one should ever feed his/her other halfs needy-ness.

Needy-ness is a flaw, it's like the beginning of problems. The constant need that your other half needs to have you around his/her side is exaggerating. The minute you're not around, the needy one just needs to find another pillar to lean on. And, there you have it, a third party in the picture. It's just in the needy one's DNA. 

The only way to curb it is to not feed it, not feed the needy one its needs. Pretty much like training the independency of a young toddler. Needy ones need to grow up, stay strong, and be independent. 

No relationship is built on needs. Being needy is just wrong. Or, so, I am amongst the ones who believe is wrong. Well, if you're amongst the ones who believe feeding the needs of your needy half is right, by all means feed it. But one day, you might end up feeling tired and exhausted, and finally realising that the very relationship you're in has been built on quicksand. 

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Finally came down to creating a little humble crest
for this little magpie site of mine  deeweeslovesundaes

Counting down to D-day London

I'm getting kind of anxious about my trip. That butterflies in your stomach flying that comes and goes every time I am about to fly. I'm anxious about what is going to happen on the plane because every trip on the plane feels like my first, it just is that way to me. I wonder about the food, how the food is like, and if I'm going barf when everyone is consuming their meals, because for some strange reason it always smells like some nasty barf when I'm up in such high altitude. After that I worry about entertainment, how I am going to relief myself, and if I might get motion sick. I don't get it often, but you never know. All that worry.

But my worry extends to me arriving, finding my luggage, getting to my apartment, settling down with food and all. The last time I got so terribly homesick was when I was in Sydney. It was hell, I craved food of home so much. I craved chilli, spiciness and all that insanely hot chilli padi that is available in such abundance when I am home and at all the food courts.

Whatever it is, the excitement of visiting a new city triumphs over my anxiety and worry.

Counting down to D-day.

happy first of July

just wanted to stick something cute here just for kicks.