Pals, pals and more pals!

Being back in Singapore is always an exhausting affair. Not that I’m complaining cos being able to see the people I love again always makes me a happy camper.

Matt and I were waiting to board the flight back to SG from Phuket last week when I started getting all excited about our first flight together in a looong time. I think it’s nine months to be exact. After having been in seven different cities together, we had only been on the same plane like, erm, four times?

Just cos we hardly get such shots together!

I’m normally an aisle seat hoarder but with Matt, I love taking the window seat (and yes, leave him to the miserable middle seat) so I could feel like it was my tiny little space and best bit is I could lean on him to hoard more space (yes I’m a skinny person who needs loads of personal space). Aww, how I love him for allowing me to do that! Hahahaha

After we touched down in SG, we got home, showered and the boy took off for work and I headed for the bed. Naiceeee…

Molely woke me up a few hours later and I was all alert and ready to meet her. Mum came home from work earlier than usual to catch me (awww) and we had a nice 15-minute chat before I headed out. Sigh, the thing about whenever I return to SG is, there are always social and romantic (hahaha) obligations. A few would sometimes make send me on guilt trips if I don’t spend enough time with them but the person who deserves the most of my time doesn’t even squeak a single word of complain. :( I’m a bad daughter.

Molely asked me if I wanted her to take a cab to pick me up or the other way round. Still thinking she stays in Siglap, I told her “of course I’m picking you up!” until she reminded me she’d became Bern’s neighbour. Oh yes! And how odd to see her face instead of Bern when the cab was headed that way. I miss those lazy days of picking Bern up when we were late for school!

So she hopped onto the cab and the teasing and laughter started. Naice. We were waiting for the girls to be done with work so we just did what women who don’t have to work on weekdays do – shop. Hur hur.

Saw Minie Mouse and bf (nice glasses!) at Miss Selfridge and upon seeing her, immediately regretted I couldn’t spend alone time with her whenever I’m back. I’m a bad friend. Ugh, hate all these self-induced guilt trips. Bad sister, bad aunt, bad girlfriend…

After spending hours trying to decide where to go for dinner, the BADSPY finally met for our two-year friendship anniversary at Heaven’s Loft at that new, funky, hard-to-navigate-around building with the most vomit-inducing carpark opposite The Centrepoint. (Yes, that’s what I do when I can’t remember the name of something…)

We swear the poses were totally unintended.

I picked up where I left off with the girls and sometimes, it felt like I never left. The teasing was about the same stuff. The squabbles were about the same stuff. Hahaha, I love my pals. :)

I also caught up with the makan girls. Organising a meal with them is the most effortless thing in the world, I tell ya! Pop a “I’m coming back!” email and ta dah, a time, date and venue will be set within two hours. Amazing! This time round, we took PF’s and Char’s suggestion of Spruce at Phoenix Park. The food is so damn bloody good and affordable!!! Love the ambience too! But not loving the mossies.


I can’t not take pics of the cutie pie right?!?!

I cant NOT carry the cutie pie!

And I can't resist carrying her too!

It was rather short-lived as I wanted to catch Matt for a bit before I took off for the airport but it left me feeling quite fulfilled. :) I was casually asking Char and Candice for their advice on an issue and they probably didn’t realise it but their words resonated with me till now.

And I came back to HK for a chillax weekend with Ray and Karlye. First stop was the latter’s cosy studio apartment in Wan Chai for a Singaporean lunch. Yumsss. Karlye made curry and I brought my bak kut teh leftover. After I waved the white flag, Ray offered to demolish my bak kut teh and such a delightful feeling!!! To have someone wanting to demolish your cooking! Hur hur hur. We then took a short tram ride to watch Ice Age in 3D!!

We all look like chee ko peks, dont we?

We all look like chee ko peks (hokkien for dirty old men), don't we?

With sale signs all over the place, we scratched our itch to shop in Pacific Place and Festival Walk at Causeway Bay.



We were all dressed in damn lau ka (hokkien for downstairs cos we Singaporeans don’t dress up whenever we just pop down to the void deck of our HDB flats for a quick takeaway at the coffee shop) in our shorts, T-shirts and flip-flops so I think the people at I.T., and Lane Crawford weren’t too impressed with us. Phuw!

I was contemplating a pair of half-price Balenciagas and asking Ray for his opinion when he told me his words of wisdom: “If you buy something expensive now, you may regret it temporarily cos it’s a pinch to your wallet. But if you don’t, you may regret it forever.” He tried to look smugly intelligent with his statement but I considered it for a while before I told him off! What kinda advice is that?!?!

I didn’t heed his advice and we scooted off to Ralph Lauren where it was his turn to be in a dilemma. I told him the same thing he told me and after some chuckling and contemplation, he heeded his own original advice! Good example! Practised what he he preached!

Like the Pied Piper of Hamelin, I led them into my fave store and having bought a dress the day before, I couldn’t see anything else that I like but Karlye left with a new leather wallet and Ray left with a really nice shirt. Hur hur hur.

I was super good that day! Didn’t make any fashion purchase at all. But I was a si lai (Cantonese for auntie) and bought home stuff. Went to Broadway and got a kettle for like bloody S$90!!! That’s when Ray’s evil advice wiggled its way into my brain and I succumbed to his “Buy this Philips one that I have! It’s in finished (dunno what word he used lah!) metal!” and I also got a Princess cake mixer so I can attempt baking Matt his fave Oreo cheesecake the next time he comes to HK.

And more auntie purchases when I got a new shower curtain, charcoal (to ward off the bad fridge smell. I know, so O_o right) and a pink water tumbler for my boiled water! Hahaha, cheap thrill.

It makes my bathroom a tad more glam, no?

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The little ones

I’m sorry if I sound like a biased aunt but I’m truly not! It’s just that Seth is at a age now where he’s so OMG adorable. I wanna squeeze that little boy every time I see him. I wanna die from laughing every time I see him imitate his sister. And he’s finally reducing his blur look. It’s loads of cheeky monkey expressions now!


See! He’s totally recognising his Yi yi now. Kept passing me stuff. hahaha! And yesterday on Skype, he called me “Yi yi” a couple of times and went to the edge of the table with the top of his head popping out, saying: “I want high five!” Hahahaha

So my mum propped him up on the chair and poor Matt. His laptop took another several slapping on the screen. May as well anyway so he can finally switch to a MacBook. Even though his laptop is just less than a year old… :P

Didi is sooo cute nowadays. His scary cat behaviour always have me in stitches. Last week when I was back in SG, I joined Che and the kids at East Coast Beach while waiting for the rest of the family to join us for dinner. Seth was so afraid of sand that he refused to step on it. The helper was so brutal and just carried him to the sand and put him down. Hahahaha, you should see the look of terror on his face. He was so horrified he fell onto his butt, putting his feet up.

After some getting used to, he started to have such a delightful time. Kept kicking the sand while saying “kick! kick! kick!” in between laughter. When Che and I managed to lure Kiks into standing in the white wash, Seth looked on curiously but refused to step into the water, clinging onto Che and me like a koala bear.

Kiks was fascinated by her footsteps and her long legs. Kept telling me and Matt: “See! Kirsten has long legs!” O_o

During the few attempts I tried to dip Didi’s feet into the water, he clung on some more and said in a extremely pleading voice: “Nooooo…….” Hahahaha, so funny and pitiful that I deliberately did that to him a couple more times just to get a kick out of seeing his reaction. Hur hur hur.

Cutesy Didi

Meanwhile with Kiks, I guess I finally have to wave the white flag to Matt. :( During dinnertime, I asked the prissy princess: “Kirsten, do you love Yi yi more or Uncle Matthew more?” She replied in her drama mama voice: “I love Uncle Matthew more!”

Fine! Maybe it was the way I structured my question. Last word memory, you know? 15 mins later, I asked her again: “Kirsten, do you love Uncle Matthew more or Yi yi more?” Kiks: “I love Uncle Matthew more!” in a slightly exasperated tone. #*(#*^**#*@*

After dinner, Matt was playing rough with Kiks and the prissy queen started to cry and whined that her arm hurt cos Matt grabbed her too hard. Perfect opportunity to turn the tables! Amidst her tears, her terrible aunt asked her: “Kirsten! Do you love Uncle Matthew more or Yi yi more??!!” She cried: “I love Uncle Matthew moreeee!!!”

……………………

Next in Raymond’s car (Kiks insisted Uncle Matthew went home with her so had to coax her by hitching a ride with them), my bro-in-law said: “Ok ok Lian, I help you ok!” and asked Kiks: “Kirsten, do you love Auntie (the helper) more or Yi yi more?”

Kiks: “I love Uncle Matthew more.” LIKE SERIOUSLY DUDE.

Cannot take it anymoar ok!!!

Me: “Kirsten! Do you love Yi yi?!?!”
Kiks: “I love Uncle Matthew!!!”

WAH LAU!!!

All the while with Matt laughing hysterically in the background, trying to high-five Kiks.


Hehe, a video of giggly Seth and the patient che che:

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Wedding in Phuket

The wedding in Phuket was only the second outdoor I’d been to. But that said, I haven’t been to that many weddings. Well, I’m just all of 26 but I’m sure things will change in a matter of a year or so! My point was: Nothing beats an outdoor wedding, honestly.

The first one I went to was Charmaine’s wedding (haha, my ex-colleague from CLEO, not the Makan girl who’s gonna have her wedding held in Bali as well!) four years ago. It was the most beautiful wedding I had been to. It was in Seminyak, on the hillside and we were the only life forms as far as our eyes could take us. It was a secluded location, the number of guests small as the number of stars in the sky unbelievable.

I had never seen that many stars on a single night. It was like PIE in Singapore or the main tunnel in Hong Kong during peak hours. “Hello! Excuse me! I need to get to that side!” I could imagine one star saying to another.

Then a live band came on and sang “The Girl From Ipanema” so beautifully. The guests danced gaily and I sat along by the steps, looking on, smiling to myself. I don’t know why the memory was so vivid.

Then in Phuket, Matt’s friend’s Carl sang and played the guitar while Ed and Karen, the wedded couple, took to the dance floor. I watched, enraptured by the way they moved together. How gracefully she glided, how captivating the way her dress swayed with her, how they looked into each other’s eyes, smiling, blissful. That moment probably lasted all of 20 seconds before other couples joined them. But that 20 seconds was my favourite part of the wedding. I’m not sure why but probably cos for that 20 seconds, it seemed like them, and only them, existed. It was a beautiful 20 seconds.


Then the wedding speeches came and I love, love wedding speeches. I like how they allow some humourous glimpses into the groom’s and bride’s personalities and being a girl through and through, I love the “awww” factor of speeches.



Matt and I have always fancy outdoor weddings and after the soleminsation, Matt turned to me and asked: “Is this how you picture ours?” I thought for a bit and said: “Hmmm, no. Not really.” And he replied: “Good. Cos neither do I.”

Haha, it was a simple conversation but it made me fuzzy inside all the same.

That said, I do not dislike the wedding. I thought it was really lovely and fun – just maybe not for me.

Then midway through the yummy dinner, we got up to set off the rice paper lanterns (which is a Taiwanese tradition, no?) where we make our wishes as they set off towards the sky so they would “carry our wishes to the gods”, so they say. But Matt and I made ours anyway. And the usual pesky me pestered him about his wishes and the only thing he was willing to reveal was that they included me.

Mmmm, good enough for me. :)

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Phuket

The lovely wedding deserves another post of its own so here’s one on the simple trip.

The resort that the wedding was held at was Cape Panwa so to make things easy, Matt and I stayed there too. I wanted to check out The Racha but found out it was way too inconvenient to get to the wedding venue and Matt managed to book one of the six pool villas in the resort so how can I say no to that?

I first saw the pic on the site, which I mentioned in my previous post. It looked nice and you know how photos can be so deceiving so I was worried it wouldn’t turn out to be as nice as it looked. But was I in for a surprise! The villa and its surroundings are so much prettier than I had imagined. Then again, I must have pushed my expectations way low to manage my usually-very unrealistic hopes.

The view that we woke up to.

Matt on Skype w his folks to show them the resort.

Matt on Skype w his folks to show them the resort.

We were really fortunate to enjoy good weather for most part of it, especially the first day of my arrival on Friday where the sky was soooo blue.

The lovely thing about Cape Panwa is that it’s located at the southern tip of Phuket island so it’s mostly surrounded by the sea instead of just one part of the resort. I guess that’s the best you can get without having to hop onto a boat that ferries you to other surrounding islands.

The bridal villa which is the biggest and only one in the resort.

Barbie dinner! Yums!

Matt's burnt. What's new?

Later that evening, Matt and I went for the poolside dinner party where we had the staff barbecuing fresh seafood. I forgot how many rounds I went for… It was so delish!

The boy just had to do his big splash into the pool to incur some cussing under the breath from some well-groomed ladies before he made his exit. We called it a night at 10.30pm. Completely useless, I know but Matt didn’t sleep much the night before (stag night) and neither did I (first night in 14 months without Matt next to me in my room back in Singapore). I only managed an hour! Even my weekend naps are longer than that.

The next day we awoke together after an 11-hour snooze. LUXURY!!! We had a long breakie, chatting with a few of the bride’s lovely friends. We then headed off to the Central shopping mall to seek out Matt’s wedding attire for that night.

After two hours, S$400 (plus the first outfit he bought from Island at Tangs in Singapore, which didn’t make the wedding’s stringent dress code) and loads of complains from me, Matt finally settled for an outfit.

Contrary to popular belief, I don’t enjoy the process of seeking clothes during a shopping trip. I like to stumble upon something along the way or other than that, I go to my fail-proof boutiques and brands every other week to check out new arrivals. Yes, I’m a man that way. And I swear, Matt really exhausted me out that afternoon. “Just buy a damn piece of pants and top already, you troublesome boy!!!” – I wanted to scream at him.

Even the transport driver from the hotel wasn’t too pleased. We (or rather, Matt) told him an hour was all we needed, even though I was pretty doubtful. But you know, don’t argue with the man! In the end, we took a good 2 1/2 hours. Was I a dutiful girlfriend or what! The entire time I didn’t even shop for myself, except for this gorgeous baby blue four-wheeler Samsonite luggage at 50% off! Which I didn’t get. I’m still kicking myself right now, believe me.

The happy faces taken before the dreadful shopping trip, of course.

Happy faces before the dreadful shopping trip, of course.

We got back to the villa, jumped into the pool and got up within five minutes when we realised the wedding was starting earlier than we thought (false alarm afterwards anyway!). More on the wedding in another post!

Anyhow, the next morning, instead of joining the rest for a boat cruise around the islands in the area, Matt and I chilled for at least a good five hours by our private pool. All we did was lounge in the pool, on the daybed, read, listen to music, order room service, nap, do silly stuff in the pool (he tried to do no strokes in the pool by diving. In the end, still had to do two strokes and I challenged him to see who could hop faster in the pool…), read and nap again… We finally got up just to take a hot, bubble bath. :)

I was... falling... asleep...

Did we just wake up from a nap?

It was bliss, bliss, bliss but as with all good things, they all come to an end… The next morning, we had to wake up six in the bloody morning. Who ends their vacations like that?!?! It’s so wrong!

Ah well. Even though I pretty much just stayed in the hotel during my entire trip (minus that dreadful shopping trip), I wasn’t too fussed about the fact that I didn’t explore much of Phuket at all, given it was my first time there. I just wanted to relax as much as I could and with the dinners with Matt’s friends every night, it’s just too much effort to go out explore for a day and return to get all cleaned and dressed for the evening.

It was a pretty short vacation but I love it just the way it was. :)

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Can’t wait for Phuket!

This time tomorrow, I should have just arrived in Singapore but the difference would be that I won’t have Matt’s smiling face waiting for me at the arrival hall cos that boy is heading to Phuket a day before me for the buck’s night. :(

Ah well, I have Kiks and Seth to spend precious time with on Friday morning so that’s fine. Anyway, that boy will be too busy doing silly boys’ stuff to spend with me if I do go with him on Thursday. All I’m hoping is that when I arrive at the resort on Friday afternoon, the room won’t smell of hungover. Hopefully the housekeeping will have taken care of that if there’s any!

Matt has booked us one of the six pool villas in the resort and it looked quite lovely from the photo:

A pool right outside the bedroom! Looks quite perfect.

After 24 days, I’ll finally get to see my boy again! That’s what we live for nowadays – the time where we would see each other again… Gonna relish the time together before it ends again and leaves us wondering when’s next…

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HAHAHAHAHAHA

HAHAHAHHA, I just have to share this lah: (Sorry, a bit old news for my pals on FB and Twitter!)

Yesterday, Matt and I were chatting on Skype when we were talking about blogs and stuff (don’t exactly remember) when he went: “Oh! A patient told me there’s a blog or something that talked about me not being topless at home or something.”

I was like “HUH?!” so I went to google. Everything was normal and I showed Matt the sites where they quoted him professionally then I came across this link.

HAHAHAHAHA

OH GAWD

I couldn’t stop laughing and slapping my hands on the table that I think my neighbours thought I went seriously crazy in here.

It’s a gay forum that was discussing about Matt after having seen him on the Channel 8 programme New Foreigner in Town and these are the comments:

“ha i actually spotted him on wednesday outside shaw house.”
“wah, u still rmb him?? but how come no take pic?? like a stomper 12.gif
“He works as a podiatrist at Alexandra Hospital.”
“lol.. anyone stalking him soon? *my foot got a blister.. haven recover for mths..*”
“He was so hot and cute!!!! They should have asked him to demonstrate what he did on a regular day at home (ie, walk around naked)!”
“ya loh..damn..if only he stays in my place.. we can share the same bed..share the same toilet drool.gif
“saw the episode smile.gif his body is amazing O.O and his smile cute!”
“i agree!!!!!! but too bad, i missed the show and there’s no repeat!!! thot of recording and posting on youtube.. saw the trailer.. cute, n hunky body.. wow…”
“ya loh..wonder can seduce him or not.. hee”
“wow…matthew so cute and hunky and he always topless at home!!! yummy….”

HAHAHAHAHA

I nearly died laughing.

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My typical weekend in HK

  • Sleep in.
  • I do my grocery shopping where I stock up on my Greek yoghurt, magazines, juices, milk, fruits and meats for the week ahead.
  • I send dirty laundry to the laundromat.
  • Meet a pal for tea or dinner.
  • Hand wash dresses with delicate fabrics and line them out to dry.
  • Go for brunch on my own while the cleaners come over.
  • Do some fussing around my tiny flat.
  • Watch DVDs on the couch.
  • Some quick spots of shopping for my wardrobe. Hur hur.
  • Cook and/or bake!
  • Chat with spastic pals.
  • Nap!
  • Get some work done.
  • And my fave part, which I’m doing now, watching my family and Matt on Skype. :) Right now, Kirsten is watching the Chinese nursery rhymes DVD that Matt got while Didi is pushing Matt’s remote control car to him and vice versa with Che watching on at the door.

And today, I was bored in the afternoon while waiting for Matt’s SOS call when he went shopping for his outfit for the Phuket wedding so I took pics of the dresses I bought during the past, erm, three months?





Hmmm, think there are another six more, two of which are the cheongsams that I’d already took pics of, two more that are in SG and other two which photos don’t do them justice so I didn’t bother.

The coral-print cheongsam is the one I made last-min in Shanghai! I told Matt it’s my slutty cheongsam cos it ends at half-thigh. Slutty cos, erm, cheongsams are supposed to be conservative and normally doesn’t go much above the knees. I’m thinking of wearing that for the Phuket wedding but I had the Matthew Williamson for H&M dress in mind too. :/ I guess I’ll bring both and see whatever strikes my fancy that day!

The kids just left and I asked Matt, “Did Kirsten kiss you goodbye today?” and he replied with a smug face, “Of course she did! She’s SPG what!” and laughed out loud. Terrible Uncle Matthew.

Ahhh! I love my new dresses. Can’t wait to wear them all. I think I’d only wore half of them. And can’t wait to check out Fifth Avenue Shoe Repair at Actually when I’m in SG after Phuket. I.T sells a tiny range here at exorbitant prices!

Butttt, that said, they’re having a sale right now and the discounts are pretty good! Lita and I wandered into the Silvercord outlet (all her fault!!!) and I got myself a pair of Opening Ceremony.

It's how pretty right!

I’d been eyeing it since April when I saw a similar pair. Best part is that this one is prettier in red! I love it so much! And the even better part is they’re really comfy! I’d worn it for a whole day to testify for that. The thing with my feet is that they’re really, really prissy. I get blisters from flip flops, Converse sneakers, Dr. Martens boots and whatever comfy flats that others rave about will gimme blisters too. Every pair of shoes I buy is a gamble so I get absolutely stoked when a new pair that I bought is actually comfy.

Ok, no more shopping till after Phuket… *mumbles* But must visit Actually and Topshop in SG…

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My first HK barbie and KTV

To celebrate two colleagues’ early June birthdays last Friday, we had dinner and drinks for the occasion. The KTV part wasn’t part of the plan but when I wanted to be a loser and call it a day at 9pm on a Friday night (it was a long week!), my evil colleagues tempted me with a KTV session.

And I succumbed rather easily. :P To give myself some credit, I have yet to be to a KTV in HK and I’ve been here 10 months! Andddd, the last time I went to a KTV was before I moved to HK so it was seriously overdue. I was a little hesitant at first cos I only just recovered my voice but Michelle claimed it was the best time to sing cos my coarse voice would help “emote the songs better”. O_o

My colleagues were quite sweet to let me pick the songs first, in honour of having them as my first HK KTV pals. hahahaha

But I have to tell you, the Cantonese sure are better than the Singaporeans (sorry pals. :( ) at KTV! Surprisingly, I know most of the Chinese songs they sang and I think it helped that they picked a lot of the older songs.

By 1am, my voice was going, going, gone. Louise was some sort of a voice tracker. “Your voice is going off.” “Your voice is really gone!”

………..

We left at 2am and I was a happy camper. Even though, my voice was raspy again, I went to bed with a smile on my face. :)

And last night, we had barbie at a soon-to-be-ex-colleague’s place. When other colleagues first told me Cherie’s place is far, I asked how far. They said, it’s closer to China than where you’re staying in Central. I thought they were exaggerating. They weren’t.

We took an hour’s drive to get there (where Michelle and I both fell asleep and when we woke up, we still weren’t there!) and gasp, it was right next to Shenzhen Bay. Wow. It’s where the cabs in HK are green! Hur hur hur.

And later on the way home, Fiona dropped Elaine and I (after a scenic 20-min drive) at Tsing Yi Airport Express station and we actually took that express train back to Central. Wow. I didn’t know HK can be THIS big! Hehe, but quite an eye-opener! Elaine and I were pretty stoked it only cost HK$20 (S$4) for the ride home, compared to the usual HK$100 (S$20) from the airport which is just a stop away.

Given that it was a spontaneous barbie session that was planned just two days before, the turnout was surprisingly good! I think there were at least a good 20 of us (inclusive of partners and two children) and it was a really funny night even though I couldn’t understand most jokes. But thank god for Louise who is always so willing to translate conversations for me and could even reenact them pretty well, I would get the jokes, albeit it’s like a good 20 secs later… :/

Even though language is still quite a barrier given that Cantonese is everyone’s first dialect in HK, I really enjoy my colleagues. They’re really a bunch of fun people. :)


From left here are Michelle, Jessie, (small) Winnie (cos we’ve two Winnies), Elaine and Louise.

And here I am, stalking colleagues cute daughters as usual.

And here I am, stalking colleagues' cute daughters as usual.

And a family pic!

And a family pic! The power of great spotlights and self-timer.

Michelle was teasing me as usual, saying I don’t have friends in HK and I was defensive cos I do now! I was like “I do have a group of friends here ok!” with my bunch of Singaporean friends in mind. And she replied, “No lah, we’re your friends too!” Aw! :D

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Creative namecards

Esther forwarded an email today about interesting namecards and I totally have to put them up here!

From a furniture store

From a personal trainer

From a personal trainer

From an acupuncturist.

From an acupuncturist.

From a second hand store

From a second hand store

From a divorce lawyer

From a divorce lawyer

From a headhunter. Its an edible namecard so you can eat it to avoid your present employer from discovering it. Hahahahah

From a headhunter. It's an edible namecard so you can eat it to avoid your present employer from discovering it. Hahahahah

From a marriage counsellor.

From a marriage counsellor.

From a dentist

From a dentist

Which is your favourite? Mine is totally the headhunter one. It’s how funny!!!

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I turn one!

Well, not me really but this blog! I read the entry I wrote exactly a year ago and it was about the start of my relationship with Matt and we’ve been together for 15 months now! I started this blog because of my then-new job in Hong Kong so it was a way for me to update all my friends at one place instead of the tedious tasks of emails (and yes, there are many that I’ve yet to reply. Sorry!) to everyone on a regular basis.

How time flies! So here I am, 11 months into my job and life in HK. And how I thought Matt would join me just six months after I moved here but it’s been 11 months and he’s still not here yet. To be honest, there were certainly moments of resentment. But I guess we all have to be realistic at the end of the day and stay or move to wherever that we have something to do to feed ourselves instead of relying on each other to pay for rent or food.

I have to admit it does get easier most times as I start to build a circle of friends in HK (how grateful I am for them!) and am on chummier terms with my colleagues. And also, work travels are great distractions and the best part is, I do enjoy my own company a lot. I know it sounds entirely anti-social but nothing stokes me more than a quiet weekend in, all by myself on the cosy couch.

Yes, I say that now cos I think I’m still in deprivation of my own company after the physically tedious Melbourne trip and the two weekends back in Singapore, which were packed with meet-ups with friends and family. And not forgetting the rather unforgettable weekend where I spent most of it being extremely fugly. Hur hur hur. You gotta admit it’s pretty funny, my swelling face and all. Hur hur hur. And I’m laughing now only bcos I didn’t die from the allergy reaction. Thank God!!!

Another weekend in this week is perfect before I spent the next in Phuket with Matt for his friend’s wedding. Woot! Both Matt and I suspect he would most probably be very hungover when I arrived in Phuket (he arrives a day before I do) from the stag night but I can always chill and tan on my own. :) If all things fail, I’ll always have the beach!

Meanwhile, it’s getting really balmy and muggy in HK. Sucks! Such a clear reminder why I don’t miss SG’s weather at all. I know summer has just arrived but I really can’t wait for the other three seasons already. The good thing is that at least you know this hot weather is not a fixture, unlike in SG.

Mmmm… Another great thing about HK is cheap and good massages. I have mine bi-weekly and though they hurt like hell, you know you’ll wake up the next morning, feeling all the better.

I’m happy that I’m really starting to enjoy this city but then again, as shitty as the weather can be, Singapore is really, really still home. I can’t explain this feeling I get whenever I travel and when I’m in SG. But there’s extremely comforting sense of ease and peace I get whenever I’m in SG. I could be in Melbourne, totally ecstatic to be there, exploring all the streets and lanes or eating my fifth consecutive Korean barbie dinner but nothing, absolutely nothing beats that sense of belonging that I get when I’m home.

11 months down the road, where the journey and learning curve, in terms of work, friendship, love and life, have been nothing but really steep, I really don’t regret the present. By having taken this leap of faith where I’m no longer physically back in SG, suddenly a lot of things become clearer to me. Who and what matter and who and what don’t.

I’m constantly amazed that I could actually manage a long-distance relationship. And as much as I grumble about it, I still get astounded sometimes. Even before I attempted it, I had always been adamant about not being in one. In my previous relationship where the ex thought he was gonna be overseas permanently (well only lasted three months though cos seriously, who in the world can get a work visa flipping burgers? Hur hur hur. Ok, I’m a meanass!), we mutually agreed the r’ship would be over then.

I thought LDRs just won’t work out. Full stop. But well, I learnt yet again to never say never. And you realise anything and everything will work out if you want them to.

Erika (Matt’s pal whom I met for dinner in Melbourne) asked me if Matt and I are planning to get married eventually and I pondered over her question for a while and realised, if we didn’t want that from the start, I think we wouldn’t even try this hard at keeping a LDR, especially when I left just four months after we got together. Cos honestly, I think my departure would be a bloody good opportunity for us to get out if we were just in for fun.

But well, life is an on-going process and who says what I say now dictates what’s gonna happen. We’ll see huh?

Meanwhile, I’m gonna eat some garlic.

Hur hur. I know, bloody random.

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