Month: July, 2010

So much love in a day

Founder’s Day, so much in one single morning.

The library was filled, been so long since I’ve heard so much noise which is so signature of mg, Ms Ng was standing on the table (!), so many familiar faces, so many colours. Going onto stage, so scared that I would just trip and fall and make a foooool of myself, GOH was wearing a beautiful cheongsam, Eva’s speech was so beautiful I almost died, so much cheer, pastor’s speech wasn’t that beautiful but I died all the same. The spread! Yes, for once, it was meant just for me. So many shots, Mak is still hilarious, Su is still pretty as ever, Tang is red, Chloe is love, Mayee is … yea you get me, Sng is “boomz” (I quote her, this didn’t come from me) and Ms Tan! Oh I love Ms Tan. Everything happened so quickly and bam!

It’s over.
But thank God, it was good while it lasted.


I’d rather dance with you then talk with you

Tonight, I am feeling rather light. It’s probably because I really dislike Tuesdays, so at the end of a tuesday, I feel so relieved. Tuesdays are paradoxical days, the days are dim and depressing while the nights are bright, and I really just want to do nothing in particular.

I think, Tuesday nights + Voices of Kings of Convenience makes me blabber.
Gosh I really like Kings of Convenience, they sound so good.

By the sea

Today (or was it yesterday?) Jessica talked about her friend’s boarding school being near a jetty and they can just hang out there after school which sounded like a dream; and while I was browsing through the photos that I took in Taiwan, I came across the series which I took at the port of Kaohsiung, I wish I had such a view here in Singapore. Living by the sea is such a beautiful thought.

His Love is Mine

I went to Love MG 2010 last night.

Met up with old friends, saw familiar faces, and praised God as MGS together, the feeling was wonderful. ┬áResponding to the call of Love MG, His Love is Yours too. ­čÖé


The other day my mother and I passed by a shop with pretty outdoor displays while on our way to the salon, such a pity it wasn’t open! The shop is called floret and has a little cafe called biscuit rabbit, aren’t names just so important?