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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Why I Run

Fellow Morning Runner

There is, all at once, something every inspiring, painful, honourable, humbling, quiet, isolating about a run at dawn.
The author was right to say it is surreal.
Almost like it never happened.
Cos nobody sees u.

Cos that huge load of effort to creep out of your warm soft bed, switch on those damned lights, splash ur face with cold water to wake urself up, change, lace up your shoes and head out onto the streets...all very very un-inviting things some may not do even if paid.
No one sees all these efforts.

No one gives you a pat on your back and say good job.
No one, at least those who have never tried it, knows how difficult each step is.

Until u see fellow joggers out and about.
And the thing is, they are all above the age of 50.
Really.
I always am the only young person out at dawn.

But when u finish,
The satisfaction is all yours.
And so is the rest of the wonderful day u started so splendidly.

Living Well



The Face of Living Well....


Older than you are?

The Guru Andrew Weil
I don't know why I buy into what he preaches.

How Does Christy Turlington live?
She lives n breathes yoga.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

guilt trips

New Look.

Never used this colour before...
Green! Luvvv...

Anyway, I am still at work.
On a Sunday afternoon.
Shall not be bogged down by that.
I am finishing work soon anyway.

Met a good fren yesterday -- Jerry Linggo.
For all of one hour at Wisma.
Still, better than nought.

Am going to miss Singapore Fashion Festival after all.
Reuters went out of media passes to go around.
And since...
I am neither writing nor shooting the event,
I am not privvy to the glorious clothes, models and watever.
Which is not bad actually.
Cos i would prefer to spend my Sunday with Terence anyway.
It is the rare day he is off... and i am free, not working.


I feel pangs of guilt for a lot of things recently.
Maybe its the lack of time cos I've been working a lot.
Rendering me helpless to do the things that matter.

Guilt Trips
1. Not visiting my first mother-fren -- Shanmei.
Not even when she lives like 10 minutes away and is having her confinement period.
Thing is, I dun really know wat to do when i'm there either. She is breast-feeding all the time, and feeling tired, drawn-out and not in the best of moods. I am not good with babies or children n pathetic on motherhood issues. So half of me don't really wanna be there either, sitting n looking forlorn. But I know I shld go.


2. Not Saving Enough Money since 2006 started.
I overspent from Xmas till now. That's like a super-extended 3-mth long shopping spree.
Enuf, somebody tell me!

3. Putting pressure on Terence about inane stuff, our house etc.
I know he is feeling pressured by the amount of money he gotta fork out for our house, marriage and on top of that, his monthly $1000 car maintenance. I really shld lighten his load, lighten the mood...but instd of being the understanding supportive wife, I add to his stress. I am disgusting. And this needs immediate rectification. So when i see him in 20 minutes' time, I shall be THE understanding supportive can-u-believe-she-exists wife. Incredible as it sounds.

4. I have not seen my grandmother since my ROM day.
And she also lives 10 minutes away.

5. Not running. Not doing my yoga.
The thing is...I'm sick of putting in so much effort to run, to keep my heart going strong, to pound the great earth...only to have my night shifts come around and screw up everything. And i have to start from scratch. What is the point really? Its too much effort for a lot of disappointment and sore feelings.

6. Not giving my parents enough money.
I am sure they notice the dwindling amounts, but are just too nice to say anything.


To be continued...

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Ms. Moss





A tribute to the ultimate Style Icon of our time
- The divine Kate Moss




fash mash


Gorgeous cover of French vogue APril 2006.
I wish, I wish...i know French.
Kinda looks like something i can adapt for a wedding dress!
As if!

Anyway, Wardrobe Supersize!
I have bought a huge load of stuff the last 2 weeks.
Massive massive where-was-my-mind spending.
I jus go into this mode, and out comes the credit card.
I am not in debt.... yet.
But i am scaring myself big-time.

Recent Acquisitions:
FCUK jeans
Mango camisole + knit-jersey top (that's 2 separate thing btw)
Leather bag
4 crazy pairs of shoes (purple, brown, grey and white flats)
L'oreal Body Gel (n i had to get 2 at one go. Was i really insane?)
Clarins SPF40 Face Protector (mini tiny thing for $60...where's the logic?!)
Miss Selfridge top
Zara camisole
2 Plain tees
Forever 21 necklace
Lingerie
Mango skirt

My wardrobe........has supersized.
I am constantly thinking of innovative ways to create space.
I need new shelves, new cupboards, new boxes to contain my stuff.
And I am turning our shoe rack downstairs into my
personal footwear showcase.
My dad, however, is not amused.
One more pair...and I dunno what he's gonna do to my precious collection.
I can't beliv i used that word - collection
It does feel like it though, with the sheer no. of pairs inside.

Moving on --


I was supremely intrigued by the fashion blogs i've been coming across.
Fashionologie is ,by far, the best.
And i toyed wif the idea of starting one myself...
Since we have zero access to the multitude of wonderful lovely stuff they fawn over in the states n UK n paris n what-have-you.
I thought it'll be cool to start one for Singapore.
But... thou not as great in blogging as i thot.
So whatever fashion inspirations I have or stumble across,
Will jus gotta make their guest appearances here.




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Monday, March 06, 2006



I love this picture.
And it wasn't a professional one taken by my lovely colleague nicky.
It was michelle jus snapping around.
I think it really shows our love and ample joy that day.
I am truly blessed to have this wonderful man in my life.

The thing about getting married....
For some strange reason,
I haven't been able to share it with anyone.
Other than Shanmei, I have no married frens to talk to about this.
And she is pregnant, so her experience is probably v different.

I love the fact that me and Terence are married. Really really do.
It makes me very very happy.
It's such a cliche but it really is the happiest thing of my life as yet.
A lot of my colleagues and single frens dismiss it or tease me about it.
But they are missing out big-time.
I have never been so happy, or felt more fortunate and blessed.
And that day at the ROM ... that was the single happiest day of my life.
The last time I remember being so joyful n purely happy was the day I graduated fr UQ.
But this beats that hands-down. No contest at all.
I was jus literally floating. The day just floated by.
And even now I am still walking ard with that stupid blissful smile on my face.

After so many failed relationships, men, thinking, emotional high-dramas,
I have married the man of my dreams.
He makes me so happy, and his love is just incredible.
I never knew anyone can love me so much. Seriously.
And to be able to make him happy is my biggest joy.

(I wouldn't go to say its unconditional, cos i dun believe in romantic love being unconditional.
Maybe only parents and children can shower us with unconditional love.)

I was reading my old diary this afternoon.
I haven't written in it since last June.
And I wrote about how we got together in the beginning of April etc etc...
And there was this entry in May which startled me.
In there, I mentioned that Terence was already talking about marriage!
One month after we got together.
That was before he bought his Rex.
And he said he didn't know if he should commit to such an expensive car so early,
Cos he knew he wanted to marry me and that he'll probably need the money for our house.
That was jus so sweet.
And in November, he proposed.
Now, its said n done.
He did buy the Rex...ha.
Cos i encouraged him to.
I thought it sweet of him to think of marriage, but in May/june, I was nowhere near ready!
So i told him to go get his car first, nv thinking we'll be married less than a year later.

Life is really amazing.
It's like...I stumbled onto something good, and it just changed the direction of my whole life.
A long time ago, when i was in poly or something...
I always thought, and maybe wanted, to get married when i was 24.
But after the horrible break-up with Kevin,
I thought i was done in.
We'd discussed marriage... and after that, the whole idea jus turned me off

Not that i was affected...but my priorities jus changed after that.
I didn't want to focus on relationships and all that crap, i told myself.
I wanted to get a gd job, or do things gd for myself n my family/frens.
Guys ranked nowhere.
And even when i met terence, for the large part of our r/s,
it was clear he gave a lot more into this than I did.
Right till he proposed, I was content with the arrangement.
That he would be the giver, that he would be the one who loves me more.
After all, who was it that said...
As a woman, find a man who loves you more than u love him.
And your life will be good. I kinda believed in that for a while.
But i guess it should be equal billing now that we're husband n wife.


Maybe its just me....but sometimes, when people know I'm married,
They are not necessarily happy for me, or us.
Some of my colleagues are like that.
Some acquaintances too.
I think these are the people who are unhappily single.
Usually, as a matter of manners, I dun gush about terence or my marriage to others.
Not even frens. So very few people are aware how extremely happy i really am.
I hated it when other girls do that...yak about their partners non-stop nauseatingly.
And i would never do someth like that.

So when someone asked me... how i felt about the marriage,
I jus said something generic like ok. Quite happy or something.
And he said i'm underwhelmed.
And asked if its a "marriage of convenience"?
And until today, when everyone has sent their best wishes,
He has offered none.

There's this other fren, an ex-colleague.
Who used to talk abt all the hapless guys she's seeing and who was eager to get attached.
To somebody, anybody, it seems.
Everytime we comes out, she jus pours out her woes about how pathetic her love life was.
But i listened nonetheless, n thought she was really unlucky in love.
And i seldom talked abt terence in front of her, lest she feels worse.
As a matter of fact, I didn't even tell her abt my marriage.
She saw my diamond ring and asked me about it, so i said yea, we're getting married.
Since that day, I have never heard from her since.
Scary isn't it?
One person's bliss can be another's....
I dunno what that can be really.
But how can anyone be so selfish?

Anyway, it is cast in stone.
I am so very very thankful for my blissful union.
And more thankful that i have terence in my life, forever.
Lord, you have blessed me most richly and I am eternally thankful and aware of this great gift.

Yes,
I am gushing now.
Allow me, for I have been so reticient the whole year.
And this is my personal blog!
Perhaps this is why everyone thinks me and terence got married "so soon".
Cos i've never gushed about him, about us or even mentioned much abt our relationship.
It's like a happiness good and pure and solid.
All mine. All his.

God bless our union forever.
Live. Love.

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