On hindsight.

Sometimes, when you don’t keep yourself in check, you’ll morph into this ugly creature and you don’t even realise it.

At the end of the day, then you realise you’re only hurting yourself and the one you loves most.

Sometimes, it’s not that you don’t want to try, but you would have realise, you’ve somehow lost the will to try.

Now, I don’t want to give up yet.

I want to try again and I hope it is not too late.

Still busy.. urpsy*

I am not gone yet.
I just have no time.

Heh, do I love you guys or what?
Thanks for all the lil sweet tags.

Promise I'll be back blogging as soon as I can.
As mentioned earlier, I have a truckload of photos to upload!

Can't wait to be back blogging. :)

Short update.

Apologies I haven't been blogging. I've been busy at work.

I do blog over at the apprentice blog too, so you can check over there to see how I am doing.

I'll be sure to blog over the weekend. Photos galore!

I do hope you guys miss my blog (which I don't think so - just one tag? Awwww*).

You are missed. :)

D*D*B in one day's time.

My 8 week stint as an apprentice at D*D*B is commercing soon. Urg, tomorrow to be exact. I am officially thrown into a minor panic attack for

1) Not reading up on my advertising stuff yet
2) Not knowing what to wear tomorrow

All the above was planned to be done during the two weeks break after my exams (and before my apprenticeship) but I somehow squandered them all and have gotten nothing done for THE big day.

Fortunately, point number two is made easier now that I have a tiny peek into culture of the company and also, what the first batch of interns has wore on the first day of work.

And how do I know that?

I am as surprised as you might be, to find out we have a apprentice main blog (seemingly) to track our progress and happenings.

The ultimate surprise came in when I realised all six interns have to blog and it is part of the judging criteria. Omg. You can probably foresee less entries here and more there. It is starting to remind me of Valarie’s Elite Models competition, where contestants have to blog too, but of course, we'll in for a very different experience.

At the very least, it is comforting to know (and hair-pulling stressful at the same time) that we as interns will not be subjected to unjust treatment of doing mundane jobs like licking stamps or buying coffee. In fact, as per the blog, we were told to: stop looking at yourself as an intern, but as part of the staff - you'll blend in better.

Erm, ok. I think they are dead serious.

Not that I am not. I am ready to go all out and immense myself in this alien experience. :)

Oh and you may be interested to know that the dark-skinned Holland V girl aka the project superstar girl, Lai Li Jun is one of the three interns from NUS who is going to start work tomorrow.

Blah blah blah.

I flipped over to the first chapter of my latest read, The Devil Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger, and accompanying it is a quote that goes:

Beware of all enterprises that require new clothes.

Uh ok. Then I should really be wary of my coming apprenticeship at D*D*B. My top concern now is actually what to wear to work, rather than will my colleagues be nice or will the work be too challenging for me. Yes, I am broke but I've been out shopping for "working" clothes.

They gave me a vague suggestion of the expected dress code: smart and casual (chic but not over the top).

Uh huh. But what do you mean by that. I don’t want to over dress nor under dress on the first day of work. Face it, first impression counts and the most overt expression, other than your physical self, is how you dress.

And it is all the more stressful, knowing it is an advertising firm and the stereotypical impression is of well dress individuals. But well, there is an equally high chance that it could go the other end of the spectrum.

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Digressing, Pebble gave me a shock of my life when I brought her out for a walk yesterday night. Somehow, I lost grip of the leash and instinctively ran to pick it back up.

And as you dog owners should know, it is THE most stupid thing to do ‘cause that will only elicit the dog to run even faster. (Bah, I've already mentioned it was an instinctive act.) As soon as I realized my folly, I stopped and she followed suit.

The leash was pretty long and was like 30cm away from my feet. So when I slowly bent over and tried to reach for it, my clever little bitch realized, ran forward, took a right turn and ventured into the road.

My heart nearly stopped. The next thing I know, I was on my knees in the middle of the first lane. It is not those low traffic road, mind you. I suppose these alert (commendable) drivers saw the rascal and her pathetic owner and switched over to the 2nd and 3rd lane.

So there I was, pleading Pebble to “come here” repeatedly. Pebble stood in the middle of the road seemingly for the longest time and finally decided to take pity of her near sobbing owner and slowly walked towards me.

I don’t even dare move an inch the whole time. She just had to take a few more steps to, yes, as crudely as it sounds, death. (I say this because I have witnessed a dog go under the wheels before. Twice. Front wheels. Back wheels. And the bloody driver didn’t even stop. I blame myself for [1] allowing the dog to cross the road when I have the ability to stop it, [2] for not registering the car number plate - it happened too fast. It is a terrible thing and I hope the driver’s conscience is pricked long and hard.)

Anyhow, I don’t think Pebble understand the intensity of the whole incident. She was still happy after that and wanted to walk on her own when I hugged her TIGHT for the rest of the journey home. Gosh.

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Doggies' Day Out

I’ll be bringing Pebble to Sentosa this Saturday. It’s confirmed. Feel free to bring your dogs as long as you have your own transport over. (And I would lub you deep deep if you decided to pick my dog up as well. Haha.)

Geo? Xiang?

(To Geo: Meng and Fang ain’t coming 'cause Fang have to return home.)

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Lastly, Poseiden is nice. Go watch it.

And may I add that I personally think the worst way to die is to die from drowning. Maybe that’s why I can relate so well to the show. Urg, I don’t even want to think about it.

I'm gonna give 4 out of 5 popcorns. Watch it!

I dreamt of you.

did you?

HAPPY 21st, Geo!!!

The UG gathered and celebrated Geo's birthday on 5th May at Settler's Cafe, Holland V.

It's the perfect place 'cause it is 100% legitimate for us to be loud and yes, very LOUD. The way we like it and we live it up.



FYI: We didn't make the back drop. It was already there. So it's not us, we are way better than that.

It's my first time at Settler's but I knew prior the visit that the draw of Settler's is their board/card games. Which is why I think it is ridiculous they charge people to play their games ($2.20 per hour). I mean yes, there are people who spent a little and hogged the tables the entire day. But we ordered lots of food and drinks from them and still have to pay that extra charge. I think they need to revise their charging system, like seriously. (I haven't even complain about their dodgy location. Omg.)

But still, we had FUN! as always. And here's Geo's favourite game.



Ok lar. I did think it is quite fun after all (though I vehemently protested initially). We are so good at it, our Jenga is still going strong when the group behind had already toppled their Uno Stacko twice or thrice.

And the loser is: Haowen, Shiwen's boy. Heh.

Collin and I tried to sneak a shot in between, and yes, it only takes two jokers to spoil the pic.



A third-party-wannabe (Meiqi) grinning brightly at the background and a spontaneous photographer (Ting) who chose to include her in the pic. -_-

Then, the standard cake ceremony.

I think after my birthday, everyone knew what to expect, i.e. fix gathering --> wishlist --> birthday cake --> present. *yawn* Geo did not look surprise when we brought out the cake AT ALL.



See, we have nothing against you, Geo. But who the hell cut the cake diagonally and 3/4 into its length?



They say couples complement each other. Thankfully, here's Ron who did a marvellous job savaging the cake. :)





We got Geo the Vera Wang perfume she wanted. Similar to the picture below except it was way nicer 'cause we got her the limited edition one that comes with Swarovski crystals in it.



And Geo was very happy until...
she realised the bloody hell perfume bottle leaked.

The Classic Reaction


So Geo was shocked and Meng was in denial that it actually leaked (ahh, not really lah, just trying to find out where it leaked out from). And yes, Ting's happy that it leaked and proceeded to give everyone a free round of Vera Wang on the wrists. Haha.





And it didn't really turn out right. Haha.


Left to right: Ron, Geo, Shiwen, Gimhui, Haowen.



Surely, the usual madness ensues when photo whores try to squeeze into the pics.





We are running out of time. So when's the bangkok trip, yo!?

Right/wrong people at the wrong/right time.

I paid my hairstylist a visit after two long months. Perhaps the setting is different (he is freelancing now), i.e. liberated and more relaxed, he talked incessantly for the whole 4 hours we were there.

Not a bad thing but weird considering he told us on our very 1st visit or so, that he did not really like engaging in surface talk with customers. Furthermore, I really rather have a moment of silence when I have my hair washed, instead of having someone spew saliva all over me while he is at it (exaggeration).

Collin chose to maintain his silence. So that leaves me to carry the conversation for most part of the four hours. We talk about his childhood, his family, our love life, tattoos, piercings, life in general, and the usual hair talk.

As I told Collin, we probably know more about him this trip than all other previous trips combine together. Haha.

Anyway, he said this – cliché but I seem to find extra truth and wisdom at the moment he said it:

Most of the time, we meet the right people at the wrong time. Too young, too early, emotionally unavailable, attached, you name it.

But there are always some people who meet the wrong people at the right time. These are the people who get married and end up regretting or in divorce.


Love is a game. Or perhaps more of a gamble.
Calculated risk, yes but it is also all about luck.

And timing.

Everyday I love you.

Speaking of which,

Collin and I do share a love song.

Everyday I Love You
by Boyzone

Sadly, not a classic and yes, a song from SOME BOY BAND. *gosh but hello, our relationship dates back to sec 3 days and it is like the hippest love song then (I think).

As you can see from the right side bar, it is now 15 days to 6 years of togetherness. And Collin and I have evolve to a stage whereby mushiness turn us off. I am serious.

I mean I love you is okay, but anything beyond isn't. Like,

"I love you. You mean alot to me and I really thank you for what you've done for me all these while."

Er, ok.

Cue: Shudder from the both of us.

Then explode into laughter, but knowing the other party mean it of course. I mean some things we do not have to say it to mean it right. Some people say things that they don't even mean, I think that's worse. (Alright, I am being a gemini here 'cause I get disturb when Collin doesn't say these things once in a while. So what, I am only woman.)

Existing couples, look at us, would ya? We may be the harbinger of what is to come in your now lovey dovey relationships.

Ok, I shan't be mean especially when I have friends like dearest Meiqi and Geo who are so deeply in love I can die from sugar overdose just reading their blogs. (But it is ok, I don't think it is a bad thing AT ALL. Maybe I'm just jealous. Haha.)

So there, some boy band song but meaningful nonetheless.

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Everyday I Love You
by Boyzone

I don't know, but I believe
That some things are meant to be
And that you'll make a better me
Everyday I love you

I never thought that dreams came true
But you showed me that they do
You know that I learn something new
Everyday I love you

'Cause I believe that destiny
Is out of our control (don't you know that I do)
And you'll never live until you love
With all your heart and soul.

It's a touch when I feel bad
It's a smile when I get mad
All the little things I am
Everyday I love you

Everyday I love you more
Everyday I love you

'Cause I believe that destiny
Is out of our control (don't you know that I do)
And you'll never live until you love
With all your heart and soul

If I asked would you say yes?
Together we're the very best
I know that I am truly blessed
Everyday I love you

And I'll give you my best
Everyday I love you

Brazillian anyone?

This has to be THE time to do your shopping with all the random sales and road shows popping out. In fact, the best has yet to come. I am so looking forward to Isetan private sale and MNG sale (perhaps) this coming June.

(Xiang, my dear shopping/sale ka-ki. I’ll be praying hard that we both don’t have to work on sales’ day.)

That day, I was out shopping with Collin in town and Strip happened to be having this road show outside Wheelock - 50% off their ala carte services. Out of impulse and after much persuasion from the sales lady, I bought the 50% voucher for their XXXX service, meaning full brazilian.

It's something I always wanted to try but, urps.

I am kind of regretting it now ‘cause this probably mean I’ll be going alone and I AM SCARED. Hahaha. Anyone want to do it as well? (Though you’ll have to pay the full price lah.)



I am sure it doesn't hurt, er, that much.

Love me.

Geo wrote an entry, have you ever loved a woman?:

"Putting everything else aside, and just love someone wholeheartedly.
Make her the happiest woman in the world."

I guess all girls, or women, are idealistic about this abstract entity called love to some extent. I think I am, very much.

My ideal kind of love is written in a song.

Love Me by Collin Raye.

Beautiful song that never fails to make me want to cry. And yes, the kind of love I yearn for in my lifetime.

However idealistic I may be, I don't expect this to be MY love story.

Some people arrived. Some people just don't. If you do, congrats - you're the lucky few.

So yea, geo, i agree.

"At the end of the day, women only pursue one thing called LOVE, nothing else."

How silly.

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And for the 21374214921th time putting up this lyrics,

Love Me
By Collin Raye

Verse 1:
I read a note my Grandma wrote
Back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat
And he showed it once to me

He said
Boy you might not understand, but a long long time ago
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none
But I loved your Grandma so

We had this crazy plan to meet
And run away together
Get married in the first town we came to and live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead
I found this letter
And this is what it said:

Chorus:
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But i'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Until I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me

Verse 2:
I read those words just hours before
my Grandma passed away
In the doorway of a church
Where me and Grandpa stopped to pray

I know I've never seen him cry
In all my fifteen years
But as he said these words to her
His eyes filled up with tears

Chorus:
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But i'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Until I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me

Breakdown:
And between now and then
Until I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me