A blessing that finally arrive

The first time Mama saw Ray, she said : Eh....he looks like a playboy. Got that flirty look leh. Plus you both status so confusing. What is the relationship between you two huh?

My answer to her then was : Aiya, playboy then playboy la. No status then no status la. I am not looking for a partner now anyway. Plus you want to match-make me to the Indo-Chinese guy in Batam all the time. I can play around before going for the match-make session mah.

Then, Ray and I went to Genting for a weekend and the rest, like they said....is history.

Yesterday, while Ray was out, Mama came and have a talk with me.

Mama : Are you both getting married? If yes, can get married at end of 2010 or wait till 2011?

Me : *looking nervous* Why must this kind of date huh? *then got dramatic* And why you want to marry me off so quickly? Six months ago, you want to send me to match-make with some guy and now you want to marry me off?

Mama : No la. Cos we (Mama, Stepdad and sister) are moving back to Woodlands after your sister's PSLE next year. So, when you guys get married then, there is extra space.

Me : But we are all perfectly fine now mah. Enough rooms mah. No need to move la.

Mama : Then when you have baby, how? Baby sleep where?

Me : *wah kao....my mama think until so far* Sleep with me, in my room la. Eh, I thought you say Ray look very flirtatious? You dare to marry me off to him ah? Not scared later he cheat on me?

Mama : You happy can already. If happy, then marry, When not happy, then divorce. Anyway, you so fierce, if he cheat on you, he know he will kena jialat jialat.

Me : *knn* I change already ok?!?! I very good tempered now hor! Very long never "chu" stunts already can???? Fine, so you DARE to marry me off to a flirtatious looking guy now la?

Mama : Whatever la. Whatever makes you happy.

Mama's love - how great it is. In a situation like that, parents will only react two ways. One, insist that that guy is a flirt, and stop you from going out with him or nag till you stop dating him. Second, let you do whatever that makes you happy. If you succeed, they pop champers to celebrate your success. If you fail, they welcome you back into their embraces with a blanket and warm cocoa (in my case, it's a few bottles of wine).

I remember Mama was very strict with me when I was a kid. She used to cane me till I scream and yelp (and black out once which is hilarious everytime we talk about it). But one thing that she did and I always felt that she did right was being very supportive in whatever we do. Even when she knows that chances of succeeding is near zero, she will still let us do what we want. She believes that to know the pain and to avoid getting hurt in future, you need to fall and climb back up yourself first. However, the one thing she will always do is have our backs when we come crying home.

When Ray and I were at the status-unknown stage, many times I had to defend our relationship and my choice. I know a lot of people were not happy then because they felt I deserve better but it was also too late to turn back. Mama questioned our relationship only once and she left it at that. Of course, when we went official, I could see the relief on her face.

Now, almost six months later, I know Mama has come to accept Ray fully and she is actually not worried about marrying me off to him. *looks amused*

The last big thing for this year, I guess, will be that we finally have Mama's blessings. This is really important to me because it means that I will not have to defend Ray and our relationship anymore. Eh....the Empress Dowager has spoken. Who dares to defy her? 

I am truly blessed. I started 2009 in tears but thirty hours from now, I will bade farewell to it with a huge smile (or Pikachu grin as Ray would have call it).  ^_^

Pikachu grin :

Best Christmas Ever

Goodbye, Christmas Day. I waited one whole year for you and I am glad you did not disappoint me. This year was a pretty quiet but nice Christmas. Well, not quiet-quiet since we went to two Christmas parties. But not your usual party-at-Boiler kind of parties.

Christmas is my favorite holiday of the year because it reminds me that it is nearly year end, I get to attend many parties and not to mention the pressies I receive and it is when I know the new year (definitely a better year) is going to arrive soon. Heeeee......

This Christmas was near perfect. For the past few years, I always had to attend Christmas parties alone even though I was attached. I always had to decide if it's the family or the boyfriend I want to accompany. Needless to say, the family wins year after year after year. LOL. (however, it's a pain having to decide year after year after year) This Christmas, I no longer have to make such decisions because I have met someone who have the same beliefs as me - we like family gatherings like these (hah!). So instead of deciding who to accompany this year, Ray came with me to Grandma's. Fine, I had it easy with Ray but that's because he loves me enough to come know my family better ok?  *smug look*

This year, we did the gifts exchange before Christmas Day. I decided to give Ray his gift a couple of days earlier cos I know he will want to jailbreak his iPhone (yes, that's his Christmas pressie) so by the time it's all done up, it would have been Christmas Day. And I got my pressie on Christmas Eve. I strongly believe I got my gift earlier by a day because Ray knows I have been snooping around, trying to look for my gift. Oh, did I mention he stupidly said there was a Christmas gift for me a few days before Christmas? I initially thought the pink iPhone cover was the gift but then he said there was something else. And so I snooped. Hah!

But, the gift aside, the best Christmas gift this year were the promises Ray wrote in the card. Yah lah, I know words are cheap but to know that someone can feel so strongly for me at that point of time makes me go gaga. No, I am not showing the contents in the card. Well, maybe one day when I win some awards like XX, then I might write my own love story and show everyone the contents.......but wait long long hor............

Knowing that he is willing to be with me no matter how tough it is now and is willing to climb every steep uphill climb with me is the best gift for me. Knowing that he will fight for us and our future is the best assurance I can ever asked for. In short, just by being here with me is already the best gift he could have given to me.

Ray said the other day : "The new year is approaching. It's going to be a new year, a new start for us".

We do not know what will happen in the future. 2010 is going to be busy, busy, busy for sure as I continue the second leg of my career advancements while Ray embarks on a whole new career. But I know we are going to leave behind all the bad memories (silly prank emails and arguments, or rather that one argument) and move ahead together, as a couple, as a team for a better year. And maybe, if all goes well, I will be blogging about our Christmas next year!

Enough of words, enjoy the pictures as promised.

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Christmas pressies! Can guess who got what for who now?

One is mine lah. Not a Christmas pressie though. Bleah.

But the one on the right is someone's Christmas pressie. Lucky DoRAYmon.

Obvious enough which belongs to who? Oh actually, I sometimes think that Ray kinda like Hello Kitty but is too shy to admit it.

Ta-dah.....My Christmas pressie!

Think they are just photos? Each of them represent something - the first day we went official at Genting, the first time we went on a holiday to Vietnam and my birthday which we first celebrated together.

Effort max to dig them out, have them printed and fitted into frames. Many had thought it was me who did this but no......not me. It was my DoRAYmon.  *grinz*

Our first Christmas dinner at Grandma's.

Well, DoRAYmon, welcome to the family.  ^_^

Over at Erin's, we decided we need to have a shot with the Christmas tree to commemorate our first Christmas together. Hah!

Happy holidays, all! Catch up in 2010 again.

Happy New Year and all the best to all you lovely readers out there!

Merry Christmas all

First of all, to you readers out there who have emailed me or DM me on Twitter - thanks for all the regards and concern. 


Went with Mama to the hospital yesterday and the operation is confirmed for 11th Jan. We still do not know the stage of the cancer but for now, we are crossing fingers and hoping it's at the advance stage. We need a lot of strength to be strong for her and I admit it's getting emotionally strained to stay calm and to act like normal so as not to affect her mood. It's truly a hard time and it sometimes takes every bit of strength in me not to break into tears when I think of how we can easily lose her.


It's hard but I know God is watching on us from above. In our moments of weakness, I hope he will somehow help us pull through. Anyway, thank you guys for the words of encouragement. It may be just words but for now, it really mean a lot to me.


It's Christmas Eve now as I draft this entry. I was looking forward to this Christmas because last year's was crap. Mama's diagnosis took me by shock and I don't feel festive at all. Oh well, maybe the mood will build up tomorrow morning. Bah.


I had a wish list actually. But for this year, I am not going to be greedy and I am going to ask for just one thing - all I want for Christmas this year is for Mama to be well and healthy like before. 


I am going to go look at Christmas for an hour or so. Maybe I will start feeling festive. @.@


Bye for now or rather till the next entry where you will all get to see what Ray got for me this Christmas. Guarantee you will all go "Aw....." though the effort placed in the gift cannot fight with me (yes, I very yaya one). Full story of how much effort I placed in his gift will accompany the photos. Sit tight and wait ah.....


Merry Christmas all and God bless you and your loved ones!

I wish I can stab you. Seriously.

I feel like getting a tattoo. A fighting fish tattoo that I have been yearning for a long, long time.

Things haven't been well lately. And please, for fuck's sake, stop asking if I am okay. I am not. And seriously, is "I AM NOT okay" the answer you want to hear? If not, shut the fuck up and fuck off.

Just when the first argument ended and things are looking up, another bomb had to drop. Friend or foe, I wonder what you are exactly.

If you are a friend, till now, I am still very curious why you are withholding your identity. Why do you want to see your friend hurt if you are truly a friend? Don't tell me that you are afraid that when we meet up in future, we will feel awkward. This is an excuse, not a reason. Nothing is more awkward than this hoo-ha you have created. I hope you are happy.

If you are a foe or psycho bitch, I hope you will burn in hell. Your kids will be born with no assholes and they will choke on fishballs and sotong balls. If you have a son, he will have erectile dysfunction, so bad that he cannot even have a hard-on to PCC. If you have a daughter, she will have no womb. Not only can she never have children, she can forget about having sex. Btw, I will keep on sending porn stuff to your children just to see them suffer.

As for you, I hope you will fall into god-damn holes you come across, have flower pots drop on your head, cars e-braking at you (so you will have many heart attacks) and get cheated on by all your partners. If you think this is a funny prank, let me tell you - this is a fucking sick joke. If you are that free, maybe you should spend more time thinking on how you can contribute to this society instead of doing retarded stuff like that. Oh, but wait, you don't have much brains, do you? How to think like that? Huh? Huh? Huh?

Sorry all, especially those of you who are students - this probably all sound very crude but I am super pissed off now. I could have print screen the email I received from someone claiming to be my friend and stick it all onto my blog but for now, I am holding that back because of some reasons, which I will tell when time is right.

PS : Over the years, I realize I have a very foul mouth. Once, over an argument, I told my friend that I hope his dad will die and sure enough, he died in his sleep shortly after. To another friend, I told him I hope his mum will kena kidney disease so that they can all suffer and true enough, that happened. This is one of the reasons why I choose to swear at people with the most unkind words than curse them because my curses do come true. So, whoever you are, I am not taking these back. In fact, I wish you the best of luck.

FML. Seriously.

Just when everything was going well and just when we thought our plans are going nicely without any hitchbacks, shit happened.

The worst kind of shit. Words against words.

No one to have anyone's back. We can only hope for a miracle of sorts.

Dear God, please make me disappear this very minute. Amen

Little doses of joy!

Ray said to me last night :

I have found the right one for me.

*grinz*

He said that while he was playing DOTA.

So I am not sure if it's for real.

But it still makes me happy.

Happiness.

^_^

Five months of Dirty Dancing

The first time ever I saw your face,

I thought the sun rose in your eyes.

And the moon and the stars were the gifts,

You gave to me in the darkened end of the skies.

That was when the walls came down,

And I saw a Ray of light.

Five months......every month, I wonder how we got here so fast and before I knew it, it's another month gone again.

Someone once said : If you are happy everyday, your days will pass by quickly. But if you are not happy, even a second will feel like a year.

Thank God, until today, I am still asking for time to slow down a little. I can't catch up, it's passing by too fast!!!

As of today, I am STILL amazed at how time flies by. It's a weird feeling cos it seems like we have done a lot. But how much can be done in five months? We seem to have been together for a long time. But it's only five months?

A friend said : Settling down always take heaps of effort and I've always believed that if both parties tango together, the dance steps will be in sync after getting used to each other....And after that, one cannot do without each other.

Well, me being me, sometimes I refuse to dance and I stand at my spot and whine a lot about how unromantic he has become, how he plays his games more than he looks at me, how he no longer is mushy. But really, I do appreciate all that he has done. Love is fulfilling your love's wishes without them having to make any requests. And I have seen for myself how all I need is to mention something and Ray will go all out to make it happen. The best part - I never have to ask him to do it or even try to drop any hints and viola, wish granted! I guess this is what they mean by "To love is to give".

Well, Ray and I don't know how to do the Tango. We do it the "Dirty Dancing" way and luckily, we have no problems getting in-sync there. Wahahahahaha!

Sorry for the TMI but if you don't like it, you can stop reading my blog. Bleah.

So, I guess since we are young and flexible right now, we will concentrate on putting lots of effort in synchronizing our dirty dances......till the day when we are old and our bones are brittle, we might just settle for the Tango.

A Ring conversation on Twitter's DM

I was so excited when I realize I can actually have access to the outside world via Twitter that I was all geared up to tweet and guess what? My buddy called! This kuku Danny called during office hours when I could not talk. So how? We started to DM each other on Twitter. How fun, right?

The topic of discussion was interesting - Danny is buying a ring for his girlfriend!
(But as we DM to and fro, I realized the sentences were phrased like we are on MSN. Eh, why like that huh???)

Anyway, I thought the conversation was really interesting so I am compiling it for everyone to read - with Danny's permission of course.

Danny : I want to ask you if you know where I can get nice couple rings?

Me : Huh? What? Ring? Wah! Wooooo! Wow weeeee! You proposing ah? Me want be bridesmaid! But hor, you both only dated like six months right?

Danny : Yah lah. Six months cannot buy rings meh? You siao char bor.

Me : Can. Orrr...you evil. You sure make her wear it on the ring finger. Then when she go out, people think she engaged. And nobody will want sian her. Think I don't know what you thinking about. Hah! You damn fucking evil turtle.

Danny : Of course wear on the ring finger la. If not wear where? On the backside ah? You don't know that the vein in the finger goes straight to the heart meh? The ring will make her love me more and more. And when she see the ring everyday, she will think of me every second.

Me : You just want to constantly rub your presence in her face. But hor, you don't upset her leh. Cos the vein on the ring finger goes straight to her heart mah, if you make her angry/ sad, everytime she looks at the ring, her heart will be broken.

Danny : Really meh? I won't make her sad one lor. Aiyah, but I want to buy a ring because rings carries with them more meaning than flowers or a necklace. It's like a promise of love and commitment. You experienced a ring that made you sad before is it? People talk about love and commitment, you talk about heartbroken. Oh well, you did wear a certain ring on that finger for a few years....

Me : Yah lah, I wore that stupid ring for so long that the skin around my finger is discolored and show signs of a ring being there before. Everytime, when I look at it, it feels like a bloody scar that keeps reminding me of the past. But I have nothing that fits to wear over to cover that scar either. Unless, I take out the few proposal rings I collected over the years to wear. Haha!

Danny : Win liao lor. Turn people down and still want to wear the rings. You a bit siao still, I think. I found some rings online and I want to buy it for her for Christmas. You take a look at the designs and suggest some shops where I can see look as well can? I just thought - maybe you can wear a Coke-can tab to cover that "scar".

Me : Coke can tab??? - insert : string of swear words -

~ The rest of the conversation is of P&C stuff and are not for your eyes. ~

Well, some of you will think that it's just a normal conversation but those of you who knows Danny from my old blog, will know that he is one crazy guy. He is not a bad person, maybe a little flirty, looks a bit too naughty and a bit too kiam-lang-gan at times but we all know he is good-natured and will likely settle down one day when he meets someone who can curb him.

And there we go, he finally meets someone and is going to try tie her down with a ring! Wahahahaha! Ahem ahem, this is someone's first time buying a ring for a girl can? (Sorry Danny, but I really think this is so funny!)

But what surprised me more was when Danny mentioned that his reason for buying a ring is because it represents a promise of love and commitment. Well, mate, I guess you are really right. I remember, once upon a time, just by looking at that ring on my ring finger, it brings a smile to my face. It was a promise, indeed. But unfortunately, that promise was never fulfilled in the end. What's left is a discolored finger that follows me till this day. Bleah.

Anyway, never mind me, I am not the star here. I am happy for Danny that he is taking that step forward. Rings on the fingers - they are indeed not just pieces of metal. They carry with them a promise as well as is a proof that two people are taking that step forward together. So mate, here we go, let's start the search of those rings for you.

P/S : Mate, I found this set of really cute couple ring. Basically, there are two names on each ring. The silver part can be turned. So when you twist it, your partner's name will appear on the same ring. Cool huh?

Then of course you can engrave the dates in there :

Btw, please note your presentation skills can? Don't thrust the rings in her face. At least present it properly ok? (Bears sure can work one.)

The Honeymoon Period

The Honeymoon Period is the phase early in a long-term relationship with a person, place or thing that is characterized by greater than typical joy and lesser than typical friction. It is typically the first 3 months when a couple begins to date. Usually during this time there is much more physical contact between the two partners in the relationship. In a political context, it is the early period in a political term during which constituents are less demanding and more forgiving of their representative. This is also true early on in marriage - spouses seem to be more forgiving and loving than they would be later on in the relationship.

Ray and I used to have conversations on this topic and wonder how long our Honeymoon period will last. I am generally more optimistic - my answer is six months to a year - maybe because I tend to have relationships that last longer in the past. As for him, well, he thinks sometimes it's as short as two weeks before all things die.

Of course, most of the time we are hoping that our Honeymoon Period can last for a long, long, long time. After all, who doesn't wish for that?

Just a couple of weeks before our fifth month together, we had our first fight. Oh my, it was ugly, not nice, fucked, horrible, terrible, very knn, simply said, it was fucked, fucking, fucked up.

Ray said (which I rolled my eyes at) : "Oh well, we did good. It took us almost five months before our first fight."
- Rolled my eyes 360 degrees can????? -

Of course, many would say that we probably wouldn't know how strong our relationship's foundation is if we never had a fight. I kinda agree cos that's probably one of the few times you can see how sharp the claws are and how bitchy/ bastard each one can be and if both can truly forgive, forget and move on. But then having a quarrel is depressing and traumatizing. I think if we have a choice, we would rather stay as mushy as we always were.

However, very recently, I kind of feel that things are starting to change. As much as I wish that things could stay the same, I am starting to think that changes are inevitable and I may just have to learn to accept that.

Once upon a time, I remember I used to receive nice text messages from Ray every morning. Maybe to some, they are just text messages but to me, they had always meant a lot. It's probably just words but I do appreciate the effort taken to compose the text messages and the time taken to send it out.

At that time, I believe he was definitely more excited when receiving my text messages because he would reply almost immediately. As time goes by, the response time get longer and some text messages actually gets ignored.

And long ago, I remember we used to smoke by the window at night, engaging in each other's embraces and just enjoying those quiet moments we have. I don't know how many people will understand this feeling but sometimes, standing with the person you love in silence is a very wonderful feeling. I can't remember since when but we started to stand further and further away from each other.

Maybe not too long ago, we used to hold each other tightly when we go to bed and remain in that position till we wake up. I guess everyone needs some sense of security every now and then and it did made me feel much more secured as I sleep. Lately, we no longer go to bed together as we are slowly adopting to different sleeping schedules. And most of the times, I wake up finding both our backs facing each other.

There are more stuff I am feeling everyday but I am just too tired to type further. Maybe things are not that bad and these are just natural changes in every relationship. They start off full of sparks then die after a while. Or I was just having expectations that were too high cos I thought we were almost perfect. And like most times, when your expectations are sky high, your disappointments are going to be hard to swallow.

For now, I am just trying to find myself within all of these. There was a time when I lived my life for someone. It took me a lot of effort and pain to walk out of that, finally live for myself and open my heart to someone else again. To revolve my life around Love and a certain person again, I really don't think I have the strength to do it anymore. There is no one I am doing anything more for or lesser for. Just that by now, I have learnt that sometimes at the end of the day, it's me who needs to have my own back for I can possibly be left behind...........

So, back to the topic - Honeymoon Period - these two words does bring a headache to us, doesn't it? What happens when things change? What happens when the Honeymoon period is over? What happens when, like me, you think things will last forever but yet you ended up seeing things changing before your eyes?

Blogging because of boredom

I am writing this blog entry because I am now doing a temp assignment at a well-known audit company and they have blocked Facebook and Ebuddy. WTF????

I am bored - there is NOTHING for me to do. Things are moving at a turtle's pace.

This was how my second day looks like :

8.30am - Arrives in to office
8.45am - Settles back at desk after getting coffee and water
9.15am - Finish printing materials needed for my "Temp boss". Had breakfast.
9.30am - Placed materials and his papers in his in-tray and did every other thing required.
9.31am - Stare at the wall and everyone else who walk pass.
10.15am - Sneaked down for a ciggie.
10.25am - Come back to desk and stare at the wall and everyone who walks pass again.
11.15am - Done staring at the wall and decided to do stuff to my blog.
11.33am - Wrote my blog entry till here.
(Note : the rest below is what I guess I will be doing cos my day is getting....predictable)
11.45am - Daydream of marrying Ray. Wah!!!! Never mind. I am going mad.
12.15pm - Go for lunch. Finally, some fresh air!!!!!!
1.15pm - Come back from lunch and stare at the wall and everyone who walks pass again.
3pm - Sneak down for another ciggie (I see the "Temp boss" has a meeting at 3pm. Hiak hiak hiak.)
3.10pm - Come back from ciggie break and daydream about Perth trip with Ray.
5.25pm - Pack up.
5.30pm sharp - Get the hell out of here!!!

For a period of time, I thought I will apply for a Secretary position. But this is boring. I can't take it anymore. Bring me back to my Ops role!!!

What is it exactly - trust or assurance?

Because we are human and we all need that little bit of reassurance from time to time so sometimes we ask questions that we know the answer to.

Do we not trust or is it because our confidence was shaken and thus we do things this way? What is it we sought? An answer? An assurance? A change of all things that were perfect till this hour?

A lack of trust is going through someone's stuff and believing your own assumptions. No need for an explanation for you have been judged.

An assurance is respecting someone enough not to dig through their secrets but asking for the answer that we are hoping to hear.

A perfect scene to go wrong - who the fuck will wish for that? However, it happens all the time. Things change eventually and people start to not trust each other.....and where do we go from there? How do we move on from there when one feels that he needs to guard against the other while the other can only feel helpless for she reacted in the fear of karma?

Shakespeare wrote :

For aught that I could ever read

Could ever hear by tale or history

The course of true love never did run smooth.

And yet, to say the truth,

Reason and love keep little company together nowadays.

We have all came a long way from Shakespeare's time. But why do the words the mister say all sound so true? I thought I am gung-ho enough to challenge him but it looks like he wins eventually. Can we take what the other say at face value and understand? Or do we hear what the other say, yet put up a wall and block the other person off?

Maybe I am a hardcore romantic and I always make the mistake of tearing my walls down again and again. Maybe sometimes I lose the bit of confidence that I have accumulated over time. Maybe sometimes I ask silly questions I don't need to. But I am, after all human - a human with feelings. A human who sometimes keeps her troubles to herself because I don't want to upset the person I love. A human who sometimes feel lost. A human who sometimes needs just a hug and someone to say everything is okay even though I am clear I am fucked right now.

However, by now, I realized.....things don't always happen the way they should or the way I think they should. I am scared, I am. I voiced out my insecurities and placed myself at a vulnerable position. At the end of the day, I may have to go through what I hate to go through. But, who can I blame but myself? I kept the walls up for a good nine months. I let them down myself cos I thought things would be different. I had too much confidence. And now....I only have myself to blame.

Hello, Corporate World!

When I first took a break two months ago, I thought I will have a lot of fun doing nothing. Well, it was to be a month's break which became two. But anyway.......

The first week was pretty fun, I woke up about 10am every morning, log onto Facebook and Twitter, took my time with the news, slowly make coffee, watch movies online and wait for the man to come home then talk about how I do nothing for the day. (heh...)

The second and third week, I started waking up later about noon time. I am still doing the "usual" stuff except I kinda miss the hustle and bustle I get in a corporate environment.

After a month of "rest", I was quite gone. I wake up at 2pm on most days. Scan through the news online in under fifteen minutes mostly. Tweet once every three days. But Facebook and play Cafe World every fucking minute. And this was when I started feeling that life is meaningless and I wondered what is the purpose of my existence...?

When the second week of November came and went, I couldn't take it anymore and headed to recruitment agencies to look for temp jobs. It came to the point that I asked Ray to get me something to do. Yah, I was feeling restless. On a typical day, I spend half the day in bed, half of my waking hours wondering what is my goal in life and the other half of my waking hours doing god-knows-what.

For the record, I am not a useless bum who is bumming around jobless. I have been signed on to a multi-national PR company and have secured a managerial position. However, based on the contract, I only start on 05 Jan 2010. On one hand, I am happy that I have accomplished this part of my career goals before the targeted age of thirty. But on the other hand, I am feeling lost with the fact that I am doing NOTHING. Yes, absolutely NOTHING. Geez.

I remembering complaining a lot while I was still in the corporate world. My laptop comes with me on every trip - business or leisure. My mobile needs to be on - no matter which part of the world I am in. Phone calls need to be picked up even at 3am cos it could be work calls. Crazy working hours till the wee hours during certain crazy periods. The pressure of performing your best at work even when you are down with a thirty-nine degrees fever.....etc, etc, etc.....

Now, I have a different kind of complaint. I am complaining that I am too free and I have nothing to do. I know some are going to call me crazy and they wish they could do the same but let me tell you - think twice before you join the Bummer Group. I am serious.

So, after two months, I am just happy to find something that is going to fill in the gap till January. And I can't help but look forward to January when I will throw on my work jackets and sashay back into the Corporate World - in style like the girls of SATC, of course. After all, I am the city girl that Cathleen is proud of. Right, Miss Witter? *winks*

Bring on the cheesy Christmas songs!

It's December and it's my favorite time of the year! Because....it's shopping time and it's the Christmas season! And not forgetting the Christmas tree decorating, pressies wrapping, turkey roasting, champers popping.....wooooot!

Not everyone in my family are Christians - half of them are while the other half just join in the fun. But still, we follow the tradition of celebrating Christmas in a big way every year. Every Christmas is celebrated at Grandma's and though her flat is small now and the Christmas tree has now shrunk to 50cm tall only, that feeling of Christmas in the air at her place never feels to make me go gaga.

Christmas - it's the season of joy and giving. This is when everyone comes together to eat and make merry. And not forgetting the gifts exchange. Well, I was probably more interested in the presents when I was a kid because in the recent years, I find myself hugging the wine bottles more.

And this is probably going to sound cheesy but I really love the Christmas carols. True that there is usually an OD of it everywhere because every corner you turn, you hear some shop blasting Christmas carols. But don't you think Christmas carols makes your heart tinkles a bit? And you just feel like skipping a little as you walk?

This year is going to be a bit more special because someone is going to come along and join in the fun. Meet the family session cum Christmas party. Muahahahaha! Well, this is the first time I am bringing someone to my family's Christmas party and I am a little nervous everytime I think about how they will take to Ray. But I am sure it will all turn out fine, isn't it? After all, everyone is happy when it's the season of Joy. No? Well, when all else fails, bring on the alcohol. Lots of it. Woooohooooo!

So, as I finish off here to go complete my Christmas shopping list, I am going to leave behind a MV of my all-time Christmas song. Enjoy!