On a history book page.

So close to ending it all; so near to the edge of a turning point.

I woke up feeling completely miserable today. When it all comes in at once, I don't exactly know how to deal with these overload anxieties. Of many sighs, here is another round of revelry gone wrong. The past is the past, the present is now and the future is unknown. It's a test, life is a fucking game we play everyday with nothing but a tiny glimmer of hope at times, and its all burning with such intensity now.

The only constant is change. And that I see better changes within myself this year. But I have this sudden lost of mind to who I am today. It's silly to say I don't know what I'm doing, but truly I don't know what this does to me in long run anymore. As I stared onto the white ceiling each night, loneliness creeps in. As I looked into the mirror every morning, fear shatters my little dream. As I walked down a crowded street alone, uncertainties start to pour heavily. I have great nightmares no one will understand.

"Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game".

I have 12 hours till the real game begins.

Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6.

I should be blogging more often these days but I'm really too tired; tired of shopping, tired of outings, tired of watching drama, tired of playing games, tired of bumming in the house etc etc. So far so good with my holidays except for the sick part fml. Ruined my schedules upside down.

Anyway I'm back healthy with 2kg of weight loss after extreme diarrhea and vomiting. :)




Studying for my final paper the other day. Bird nest for supper! :D



Recent love.



Ah Dum and Ah Ding whom I missed badly.



Tenji buffet with its unglamorous food!



Solaris with my poor hubby. :(



More drinking nights with the boys.



Adding to my recipes today was apple crumble cake. It was superb good! :D

Signing off. Partay.

The only exception.

Nothing can tug my heart the way home does. :)

But in time like this, I find my mind drifting to happier yet pathetic spaces, like my comfort zone to sleep in, boundless kitchen to experiment with and how I usually laze with the boys at every random corners, which is often followed by delightful offerings of mummy's home cooked food. I'm feeling very heart sick.

It's perfectly fine to be scared when all I could conceive at this swift moment, is that here comes a full stop to my entire studying phase that I've precisely been through for more than one and a half decade of my life. I think I just freaked out. Another emotional journey to end with tonight.

Heart flips up and down.

Bright and sunneh afternoon!


Honestly I really couldn't remember when was my last time waking up at this hour. It feels goddamn precious to sleep for 16 hours straight after so much of hassle this week. I was very depressed with school works, skipping meals and burning midnight oil most of the time. Which kinda worsen my health condition to the max. Also my mood was REALLY bad after screwing up a major presentation and literally not doing enough to achieve my goal. I'm disappointed once again.


But I'm glad this miserable thing is coming to an end finally. One final paper and that's it. Although big part of me doesn't want to leave or at least I'm not a bit prepared for this lifetime farewell but I seriously need a break. Can't wait for holidays! Back with all my loves. :)




Went for Skytrek extreme challenge some weeks ago with the boys, Esther and Evan.



Freaked out with the height oh my gawd. But it was way adventurous compared to big thrill! So much sweats and fun. :D



Sayang. ♥



Surprise belated 21st.



Bought this cardholder for Nelleisa Omar. I personally love it too!

Usual zombified lunch.



Sunday breakie at McDonalds.



Big day for BPC Advertising Campaign with Mr. Loo. We were the first group, and I was the first presenter of the class! With a videographer shooting right on your face. How nervous it can be. :(



With Mel Ng after hardcore presentation.



Partner in crime for online shopping yeehaa.



Our Indonesia gang. :D



Pretty and cheap stuff makes me a happy girl! ♥ ♥ ♥

Boosting my Saturday with more drama, tonic soup and the regular bonding dins at granny's! :)

I am in misery.

Loving the start of November!

Because all we did was L4D2 when we have 4 major assignments lining up this final week of our final semester wtfwtf. Trial presentation tomorrow am I dying now or what! I woke up as early as 8am today, made a pot of apple soup for the boys at home, cut a plate of fruits served with an American style breakfast. How impressive lah! I'm officially a kitchen person woosh. :D

Okay bye, turbo mode on.

Of the only joy that I have ever known.

I'm growing up!

My growth over the past year feels tangible to me today. I woke up feeling pretty much like an adult, and it feels good. When I was younger I'd always thought of throwing the fanciest 21st lifetime partay but all that came true was a most heartbreaking birthday by a bunch of people I treasured most. Thou I foresee the surprises, I was still touched by their degree of love. Such intensity has never been poured onto our friendship, rather unbelievably. But despite that I'm really quite lucky. :)


I want to blog a proper emotional birthday post but I don't know man. Something seems to hold me against that, and it's giving me goosebumps. I hope it is just me thinking too much, and having unusual disorder because this phase of life is ending in another 15 days.

Happy clappy moment.

No I didn't tears when they came dashing in and screaming birthday song because they were more than hyperactive and excited compared to myself. -_-



Always ready for free love and surprise birthday cupcakes. ^___^



I had all the love I needed this big two-one, so much of being blessed. ♥



It's always about cracking lame topics and making fun out of each other.



Never about the sincerity.



So when the boys finally revealed the loving side of them, my heart moved a little.

Although I do hate them for ticking me off at many occasions and often goes beyond my limitation pffts.



But to see all of those priceless efforts they held for this birthday preparation.



I was obliged. :)



We may have fought and argued every day and night.



But we would still laugh together at the end each day.



Because it's the bond that truly matters.



I'm thankful with whatever we are now.



And it's amazing to have come this far together.



The boys never really fail to cheer me up, even after they made me cried a river and then told me I have fugly smudged eyes with a piece of mirror and bought me McDonald's.



Urgh how much I want to be angry with these pathetic people!

One who stayed up whole night despite assignment deadlines to a piece of self-designed birthday card. And hugged me to repeating apologies for ruining my life fml.

One who without reservation flood his way to Sunway Pyramid right after class to buy me cupcake Chic. And told me to use a better quality eyeliner so that the next time I cry I wouldn't have smeared it double fml.

One who willingly do anything just to fight things I wanted most in my wish list. And sent me smses saying my tears were worthy to prove myself strong triple fml.



One who innocently told transparent lies just to comprehend with the whole plan. And couldn't stop laughing at my embarrassing stuff how can I not FML.



Oh boy, it's all worthwhile. ♥



I may not expressed my gratitude well.



But I loved you guys more than words could say.



Thank you for making my birthday a memorable one.

King of Fighters - the cheebye version. HAHAHAHAHA.


It feels almost unbearable with the dense amount of stress I'm undertaking - one assignment after another, revising for final exam, speaking to client and reporting them at work. I'm dreadful tired most of the time but whenever I view my very own achievements back in several social media sites, especially the current Love It! Sing It! on Facebook, I can be really motivated. I want to be the next Leo Burnett Star Reacher! Oh yesh, I will find my way to Chicago. *goes into depression mode*