Sakura...how I long to go to Japan! =)

Adieu!

It's been really great - writing this blog but I feel the time has come for me at last to bid adieu...this will be the final post...*for now anyway*

Year end - time for parties, drinking and reflection on the year that gone by...gosh, realised it's been close to 3 years since I started this blog...twas right before I embarked on a new chapter in Melbourne. Whilst the journey is far from over, felt like I have taken leaps in personal milestones...

Anyway, here's a toast to the year that is to come - wish you all the best and Merry Xmas and Happy New Year 2008 in advance!

In loving memory of my darling (24 June 1994 to 28 October 2007)

I am thankful for the years you accompanied me, as I chalk milestones on my life journey - the numerous midnight oils we went through together, and how the saddist in me would insist that you sleep in the basin whilst I drooled away on my book.

The times I would make you give me 5, 10 and put up two paws before I would allow you to dash to your dinner bowl.

I wonder if you think I've abandoned you - I really wish I could have made it back on time...

only when you are truly gone I realised how you always have been such a big part of our lives - you were just always there to greet each of us when we come home...how that really made each of us feel special in a way - I really miss you more than ever now that you are forever gone.

PS: In loving memory of Browny Mak, the darling of the family - thank you for the wonderful 13 years, 4 months and 4 days that you have graced our lives - mummy will always sayang you okay..

Protege moi

I am tired - aren't we all?
Roles we all play...sometimes all I want to do is really run away...
Come run away with me?

Current music: Protege moi

The butterfly story

The temptation never fails to claw each time she's alone, and she can't help but to succumb to the pressures - almost a soothing salvation balm to burning skin. It is a feeling that is indescribable to the uninitiated - how could she explain the inner turmoil that torments and taunts - the seduction of the devilish but fleeting moments of hunger fulfilment. She rubs absently at the white plastic butterfly bracelet. Denial of passion in life is what she believes to be absolutely a sign of perseverance, a sign of courage and a a symbol of control.

Song of the moment: Rehab/Amy Winehouse

Burnt out

Today got to be one of those days when I feel just so weary and want to collapse in a pile...and not do anything. My usual morning route takes me past a block of sinful temptations...sinful to me that's it...but I hardly succumb to any of those cafes...only cause I believe the one in my office building is simply the best. But on a Saturday morning, only bout half a dozen of brownies were behind those empty glass counters...reminder to self - never to buy anything but the Danish pastries...

J thinks I am a fussy eater. I think I am not fussy in taste but rather I am very particular of what I allow in my diet...which at the moment consists mainly of sugary stuff...watching my brother stir fry noodles a few hours ago made me ponder - since when have I allowed myself the luxury of guilt free meals?