♥ writer ♥

Raine.
Aquarius.
Temasek Poly HTM.
Ex SJCian.
Ringers.

::Loves::
royce au lait chocolates
retail therapy
cam-whorinng
adorable babies
haagen daz, tiramisu





♥ tagboard ♥




♥ links ♥

Photobucket Livingthecinderelladream


Alex
Anthony
Bel
Charmaine
Drea
Drey
Elena
Erin
Eugene
Evon
Jorin
Kenny
Linda
Lin Xin
Melissa
Rachie
Sok Yin
Stephie
Suet Ying
Tiang
Yee Ling

♥ archives ♥

August 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 December 2009 February 2010 May 2010


♥ made possible by... ♥

Photobucket
Raine & Tiang

Tuesday, March 31, 2009


C H A N G E

can be really destructive sometimes...

___________

theglassslipperstory

♥ 2:08 PM



Monday, March 30, 2009


Weeeeee... finally the weekends are over!!!
Last weekend, I had lessons in school.

And the hours were,
from 10AM to 5PM on BOTH days!

I had to literally drag myself outta bed each morning.
I came home each day, totally drained.

Looking at my calendar,
there’s this week whereby I’m having 6 days worth of school,
each day, from 10-5 as well.

So I guess, this weekend was just the tip of the iceberg.

___________

Last Thursday, Krissy love and I went dating in town.

To think of it, it was our first real date together,
even though we knew each other way back, since primary school.

By the time I came back home from town, I was dead beat.

For once in a long long time, shopping was fruitful.

Other than the times when I’m abroad,
I can’t recall when shopping had been so fruitful back home.
So yeah, I’ve got no complaints.

In approximately 2 hours,
I managed to bag 2 dresses, earrings and a bag.

At end day, when I finally pieced together all the receipts,
the total amount came as a shock.

Quite a considerable amount spent within a short time frame.

Then again, I haven been shopping much lately,
so i guess the occasional splurging was money well-spent.

___________

On a side note, the boy and my mom have both been
very disapproving of my exploding wallet.

All this while,
the boy had been goading me into getting
a separate card holder and all this while,
I've been stubbornly rejecting his approach.

I really abhor the idea of having to carry
so many things around all the time
.

Anyway, because my less-than-1-week-old p.d
looks like it’s really exploding, I finally relented.

After Kris left,
the boy and I headed over to the Galleria to check out card holders.

We practically checked out all the labels
and I at the verge of giving up the idea
cause they were all not appealing at all.

That is, until I got to C.D.
At C.D. I finally found this really gorgeous card holder.

In addition to its gorgeous and compact design,
it is made of patent leather.
I love all things glam, shimmery and glittery.

Previously, I was in love with a patent leather bag
from another label but due to practicality purposes,
I gave up the idea.

So naturally, this C.D. card holder
stole my heart the moment I laid eyes on it.

On that same evening,
a limited ed bag at C reminded me of the C.D. limited edition bag
that I missed when I was in Paris.

That made me rather upset,
I guess our vision gets clouded,
when the heart works more than the mind does.

Come to think of it,
the bag isn’t really as gorgeous as the C.D. that I missed.

On top of that, I dun need another bag.
Or should I say, I dun need alot of things in life.

I’m just glad when things come my way.
When it doesn’t I guess I just have to learn to deal with it.

In order to be at peace with myself,
I’ll probably get one of those limited edition wristlets instead.

___________

Krissy love and I at "hotspot",
:Gelare at Far East











___________

theglassslipperstory

♥ 9:41 PM



Tuesday, March 24, 2009


I finally got a chance to clear my mails.
I thought this was really a meaningful piece...

___________

Food for thought:

A saint asked his disciples,

'Why do we shout in anger?

Why do people shout at each
other when they are upset?'


Disciples thought for a while, one of them said,

'Because we lose our calm, we shout.'

'But, why shout when the other person
is just next to you?'
asked the saint.

'Isn't it possible to speak to him
or her with a soft voice?

Why do you shout at a person when you're angry?'


Disciples gave all kinds of answers,
but none satisfied the saint.

Finally he explained,

'When two people are angry at each other,
their hearts distance a lot.

To cover that distance they must shout
to be able to hear each other.

The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to
hear each other through that great distance.'


Then the saint asked,

'What happens when two people fall in love?
They don't shout at each other but talk softly.

Why? Because their hearts are very close.
The distance between them is very small...'


The saint continued,
'When they love each other even more, what happens?

They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to
each other in their love.

Finally they even need not whisper, they only
look at each other and that's all.

That is how close two people are when
they love each other.'



MORAL:
When you argue do not let your hearts get distant,
do not say words that distance each other more,
else there will come a day when the distance
is so great that you will not find the path to return.

___________

After reading through the above,
I silently thought to myself,
the number of times I lost my head when I got angry.

The irrational and impulsive me,
that can be very destructive when I get angry.

The things I’ve lost in the name of anger...


When I am calm, I can be a rather rational person.

I tend to be a worrywart and naturally,
this leads to me being super forward-looking.

At the age of 22,
I have already painted a vague picture of
what my life could be like in the next few years.

Like the adage goes,
if you fail to plan, you plan to fail...

I’m just hoping that reality doesn’t fall
too far away from what I’ve constructed...

___________


theglassslipperstory

♥ 7:45 PM



Sunday, March 22, 2009


Finally something caught my fancy at P.d.

By the time the sales assistant managed to source out the item,
we were the only customers left at the shop.
Imagine how long he took to retrieve the item...

Actually a fabric bag caught my fancy as well.
But because it was made of fabric, I gave up the thought.

Largely due to the fact that I can be really careless,
I prefer bags made of hard, calf leather.

I should probably seek some advice on the reliability
of bags made of fabric...

Anyhow whilst waiting for him,
the boy overheard 2 other sales assistants talking among themselves.

Apparently it seems that throughout noon,
there wasn’t a single sale transaction at all.

Not a single transaction on a Saturday noon???
Goodnesss!!! Times are really bad.


I usually shake my head in disapproval
when the term miser comes to mind.

But now, I wish I could be more miser-alike.

I guess being a miser at this junction,
could be rather beneficial.
Ironic but true...

So as of now, I’m gonna keep off those luxury labels.
At least until the boy heads off to the states...

___________

Apart from being gleeful after the purchase at Pd.
As soon as I got home, my spirits dampened.

For some unknown reason, I puked out dinner.

It came out as a torrent of liquid.

The impact of the motion was so strong,
water splashed out from the toilet bowl onto my specs.

Thereafter, I brushed up like 5 times???

Due to some childhood motion sickness related trauma;
I can get rather paranoid whenever I puke.

So first, clean up multiple times, tear, whine
and then start swallowing lots of mint.

I wonder what caused it....

___________

theglassslipperstory

♥ 11:32 PM



Friday, March 20, 2009


Counting my blessings...
I’m so grateful to have such precious ones around.

Whatever painful, has now tide over.
Now, am just keeping my fingers crossed
that the good times keep rolling...

___________

Exactly a week ago on this day,
my prelims ended.

After that paper, I had the most fabulous time
at lunch with twinnie and xuan.

Been sucha long long while since
I last had so much fun at lunch.

The topics brought up revolved around food.

The fun began, with me kicking up a big fuss
about twinnie not being able to consume quail eggs.

From then on, the subsequent conversation that followed,
kept the 3 of us tickled.

We were practically bursting out in laughter throughout lunch.

Twinnie, I’m missing you aplenty already.
I needa date you out soon! (:


___________

At night, it was zouk loving with the party people.

As usual, getting high is part of the routine
before hitting the dance floor.

Despite the severe lack of sleep, my
fri. the 13th was indeed well-spent.

(only 4 hours of sleep on thurs because my heart,
body mind and soul were already in zouk,
yet I still had to force myself to prep for the paper on fri morn,
and,
not sleeping at all on Friday. )


___________

Saturday...

Sat morning however, wasn’t so good.

The toilet bowl greeted me first thing in the morn
because I puked twice even before I could manage to brush up.

Again, I am reminded that tequila, flaming lambo and ex. tiki
doesn’t go too well together for me.

Anyhow, lunch made up for my “ordeal” in the morn.

Lunch with the lovelies was marvellous,
or should I say sky garden photo-shoots with them were marvellous...

Lunch itself wasn’t as good largely due to the fact that
I was enduring the aftermath of a hang-over.
And thus, I figured stoning was the next best activity to do.

The photo-shoots at the garden were the best for the day.

___________

Kodak moments...




















___________

Sky Garden














p.r.a.d.a tomorrow!!! (:

___________

theglassslipperstory

♥ 5:55 PM



Friday, March 6, 2009


In a bid to put a smile on my face,
there are now pints of strawberry, cookies and chocolate,
not forgetting my utmost favourite of them all,
tiramisu in the freezer.

Strawberry from cold storage at compass point,
and the other two from the H.D. along Clarke quay.

Hmmmm... the distance because even meidi-ya at
liang court doesn’t carry the flavours I like.


The walk along the bank of the Singapore river
brings to mind flashes of precious memories.

I passed the night joints.

I miss the night-hawk life I used to have.
... 3 and 5 at Z and 6 at mos.

Those times rocked the best...

___________

And because I am a nostalgic one,
here comes the flashbacks...



















Goshhhhh.. I can't wait for the dreaded papers to be over already!!!!!!
___________

theglassslipperstory

♥ 1:12 AM