Dinner was rather fair. The food tasted good but the portions were rather small for the price we paid. But the chocolate cake was a to-die-for. It was made with really rich and good quality chocolate and if I wasn’t on a budget, I would have ordered another just for myself so I could relish every single bite

THE awesome chocolate cake with the bread pudding at the back.

As I mentioned that the food portions were small, dinner ended pretty early so we just sat, chilled and talked. And before we went our separate ways…

The birthday ladies: Peiwen and Soffie

PK, Jo, Me, Peiwen, CJ, Perr, Soffie

While having our “photo-shoot” (teehee), I was reminded of how we used to take a group photo on our own and suggested attempting that neoprint shot again

These were taken by someone back in 2004:

(I just realized… Boss, did you take them?)

And by my hand of Thor:

(Okay, I know I’m using the above term wrongly but what does it mean anyway? I tried Googling and nothing relevant came up.)

Saturday’s attempt:

YES! Success!

We also did the all-those-in-pants-take-a-picture and all-those-in-dresses-take-a-picture.

Team Skirts/Dresses three years ago at Soffie’s 21st

Team Dresses this year

To the second October kid of the 7ners: Happy 24th Birthday Soffie Sis! Hope that you had an awesome day with your loved ones! It’s been a really long time and I’m glad that I’ve got you in this clique as well as the companionship of heading to hip hop gigs back in our late teens Love!

Her 19th

Her 20th

Her 21st

Her 22nd

And, last but not least, (I’ll bet) the real reason why everyone bothered to read this entry is for this cutesy photo of Zayden Asher and awesome Guan

Can someone tell me what “by the hand of Thor” means?

Sunday was a pretty awesome day because friends and relatives finally got to meet Zayden Asher!

He was a sociable baby, not crying while he was being passed from a pair of arms to another. He wasn’t the only baby there though. I finally got to meet Cheyenne! Though she was exactly a month older than Zayden, the difference in their sizes was quite big. Plus, she has these huge pretty eyes. They were bigger than bambi-eyes

As I was busy running between groups of friends and relatives, I did not manage to take much photos

Everyone said Zayden was really cute. Guan and I couldn’t agree any less Since it was a special occasion, he was wearing his new Threadless onesie, (I love this design but my size ran out of stock.) and Guan and I wore our Missing!!! tee.

The Very Important Baby (in his new clothes!)

My 2nd uncle carrying his granddaughter Cheyenne and my 3rd uncle’s wife carrying Zayden. At the back, cousins Esther and Abigail.

Ooh, yes! My mother bought cakes! She wasn’t in time to order a huge cake for everyone and, instead, bought three small cakes

The kid and his cakes.

7ners with the first 7ners baby

Love, love, love this photo!

My (New) Family Portrait

After every guest had left, everyone was quite tired. I mean, my siblings KO-ed in the living room:

Ending this post with an awesome photo (courtesy of Pauleon):

The love of my life with the love of our lives

Let me just say that no, I’m not excited and, no, I’m not nervous. I’m just very, very sleepy!

Last week the 7ners threw a hen night for me. It wasn’t anything riotous but we had fun dinnering at a pasta/pizza place and then a girls’ night at a hotel. They presented me with… cupcakes with a pair of boobs on them Along with two lingerie sets from Pierre Cardin. Well, thank you very much! As girly as it was

It was Lynn’s wedding last Sunday and I must say: Congrats Lynn! I’m happy for you

Anyway, I didn’t do much on the eve besides collecting the gowns and flowers. In fact, I had to settle quite a number of last minute stuff. I also did my nails Something that I really don’t enjoy. My french manicure is destroyed but it’s not that obvious from afar. NO MORE MANICURES FOR ME!

I should really turn in. The beautician would be here in less than three hours!

The food was disappointing and it would probably be the last time I ever dine there. Then again, the first and last time I dined there before Friday was almost a good five years ago. A lot has changed.

Saturday was spent lazing around and watching the first season of Prison Break again.

On Sunday, Guan and I went to Funan DigitaLife Mall to get my DVD fixed. Apparently there’s something on my discs but I have no idea what And when we asked around, apparently, no one in the IT mall knew what the hell was wrong with my precious DVD

After that, he spotted this 1TB harddrive that came with a free speaker that he wanted some time ago (the speaker, that is. The harddrive was something he wanted a couple of weeks ago after his iMac was running out of space). And since I just received some money thanks to the government, we splurged on it at one go. So now I’m a poor girl

Anyway, we were at the bookstore and I saw awesome cookbooks so for the past couple of days, I have been going through food and baking blogs and now I just feel like hitting the kitchen and making a mess in it. The problem is that I don’t have an oven. The microwave died like a few months back

And I gave up finding an admin job. Decided to go with the boring bar job. There has been some issues but I guess I’m just making waves wherever I go. I can never get along with the management. Seriously

Happy 23rd Birthday to you dear Jo! We love you always! (Even though we still know that you cannot cut a square cake.)

We had dinner at Miss Saigon, a Vietnamese restaurant in Bugis. I had my all-time favourite: Grilled Chicken and Spring Rolls Vermicelli. However, it was not very nice as I have tasted better ones

I think that every year, as we grow a year older, we have to become more mature. So that means no loud birthday song singing and not much camwhoring

Her cake only had two big and two small candles. So we made her hold the last small candle

Yummy chocolate birthday cake

Soffie sis, Jo, PK, Pei Wen, CJ, Perrine and Me

Not many frequent here any more. I don’t blame them since I did not make the time nor effort to actually maintain the bond. So, if you read past archives, you will notice that I don’t really blog really deep and personal stuff. Usually it’s about my random days or something I want to share or pictures I want to post.

I guess having 8974597834 hours to kill just puts your gears in your mind to work. So, beware, it may be a long, random, (perhaps) boring and wordy post.

I guess it was something that has been bugging me slowly over the past half year or so. Or maybe for the past year or two. (Darn, I’m really bad with timings ever since I started working late.) I know I’m drifting away. Not just from God or my family, but also from my dearest and closest friends that treasure.

I blame the lack of time. But maybe that’s just a bad excuse. I know I don’t really share. I’m not much of a person who shares a lot of things. I share a bit of everything to every other person. I talk with my 7ners. We laugh, we chat, but they’re just things to keep everyone posted: schooling and working; single; having a complicated past relationship; not on very good terms with family; yes, very busy…

I remember a few years ago when we (7ners) felt that PK was drawing away from us. (No offense, I’m not bringing up bad, old memories. Just pulling an example.) We were all rather upset and frustrated. So we found a day, gathered everyone and sat down to talk to her. We wanted to know what was going on and what was wrong. The ending was good. We were all glued back together again.

Now I feel like I’m her. I think I know it. I’m not sure if they do, too. And if they do, I’m ignorant of that. Sometimes I wish I can explain myself. Sometimes I want to apologise. But I am not even sure what is going on, let alone trying to explain something that I don’t even understand yet.

Saying that I am trying would not be truthful. But saying that I did not bother would be a lie as well. I don’t expect anyone to understand. I can only say that I’m still figuring things out.

The reason why I’m actually typing all these because I feel very bad for missing out on CJ’s birthday celebration earlier this month. (Well, and also after reading everyone’s blogs on the fun I was missing out that night.)

Okay, so, end of emo part. On a random note, I hate karma. On the other side of that random note, the gods of time are still playing their stupid jokes on me.

“Good evening.”
“Good night.”

To end off in a happier tone, Happy Birthday Mark and Luke! I always have this problem every year where I want to text you two “Happy Birthday” but have to rack my brains so that I won’t send the exact same message to the both of you. I’m sorry Luke, but as Mark’s your older twin, he will always receive my text first

Perrine and James were there as well. I arrived in a cab (that drove at 110km/h) just after the family was done checking in. So we settled at a cafe, had some drinks and talked till it was time for them to board their plane.

As we parted ways when they entered the transit area, I felt this familiar stab of pain in my chest. It took quite a lot of will power to push those tears back to where they came from. I guess it is a bit silly to cry over this goodbye.

After seeing the last of Elisia from the viewing gallery, Perrine, James and I sat down at Coffee Bean and started talking. Well, Per fell asleep while James and I chatted After an hour or so, she left for home while he was being ARNG and accompanied me to some place to “poke more needles into my finger/hand”. (I needed a translator and darling Jennifer was too tired to get out of bed.)

Man, I don’t know which to be more stunned at: the fact that blood splurted when The Man poked or when no blood came out at all.

No, that was not acupuncture. It was some method of poking needles to let the blood flow out or something since it was a blood clot and the blood is not flowing (or something like that). The Man (I don’t really know whether to label him as a doctor or physician so let’s stick to “The Man”) probably poked me more than 25 times around my hand and finger and squeezed quite an amount of blood from those holes

After the 20th hole or so, he turned to James and asked him (in Chinese), “Doesn’t she feel pain?” Well, I was pretty calm throughout the whole process while James did the cringing and wincing for me. And, well, I guess I could tolerate the pain. Felt pretty nice actually

But my left hand felt pretty sore after the whole treatment. Not to mention the large bruises on the back of my palm and my wrist.

The greyish patch at the back of the palm is actually a large bruise.

Another large bruise at the wrist.

Pinky still looks swollen

Last night, it was one of the final gatherings for all eight of us before Elisia leaves for the States for her studies. It is such a nice timing as Peiwen is back from Down Under and PK is back from her attachment in China. So, well, lots of goodies from them

We had dinner at Hog’s Breath Cafe at CHIJMES where Soffie and I shared some chicken main course.

It was like a farewell dinner as well as celebrating Perrine’s 22nd

The Earlybirds: Soffie and I

Elisia, Jo, PK, CJ, Peiwen, Soffie
Perrine and me

Oh, yes. During our e-mail discussions, Jo was asking whether there were any funky dress codes this time. (The last gathering was for my birthday celebration last month and I requested everyone to turn up in either a dress or a skirt.) And somehow, no one really came up with a dress code. So when Soffie, Jo, PK, CJ, Peiwen and I met up at City Hall, we were quite surprised to find that we were wearing either black, white or grey-toned clothings. Then Peiwen commented that we were like in mourning

I can’t believe that amidst all that’s going on, Nelly Furtado is my source of relief from all these… mess.

Anyway, Moonlight is buried in Jun Wei’s garden. We both know she will be somewhere happier. Hammy Heaven, I’m sure.

One of the things I hope to achieve this year in 2007 is to blog more regularly. So far, it’s not going as planned, I’m afraid. It seems like too many things have happened between the last post and this. Too many events, too many feelings. Too confused, lost and hurt. But, gah, I wish I could do something about… everything.

I watched Death Note 2: The Last Name on Wednesday night. It was a nice movie that I’ll probably only watch it once. I think I still prefer the manga better.

I love Absolut Vodka And the SPCT chalet from Wednesday to Friday sure provided me with Raspberri and Vanilla The thing is that I kinda mixed it with ice cream soda not to mention having Chivas with jasmine tea, I got a little too tipsy I got better in the end but not after vomiting, suffering chills and a splitting headache. Meeh. I wonder how everyone could put up with me

Dancing with Joan in the chalet was pretty fun But I hope Mervin won’t go around showing everyone the video he took. It’s really embarrassing I guess that’s where I first heard “Maneater” and “SexyBack” from Lex’s cellphone. Now these two songs are on my playlist.

Friday night was an overnight date with the 7ners plus boyfriends at Albert Court Hotel. It was quite a reunion as Pei Wen and Jun Wei were back from Australia (and since Up swore he would not go for another 7ners gathering till Jun Wei was back, he’s definitely glad the latter’s back) not to mention we have Qing Xiang and Zhao Ming joining us. Gosh, labelled new blood by the others

Elisia, Me, Perrine, Soffie sis
Jo, PK, CJ, Pwen

Perrine, chief organizer of the whole event, along with Elisia, CJ and Pwen had made the rest of us play some couple games which were really fun as well as it broke the ice among everyone. As long as there’s Up and alcohol in the same room, there will always be Up’s drinking game.

I believe no one can ever forget Pei Wen’s reply to the how-are-you? question:

“I’m fine, thank you.”

Due to the previous night’s post-drinking session as well as the fact that I was sneezing (almost) non-stop, I skipped this round

Lacking sleep since Wednesday, I could not stay up with the girls for a chat-and-gossip session. So I kind of nodded off around 4 in the morning as I wanted to go for training the next day. But I woke up with such a lousy leaky nose that I decided that I needed the rest more than the training session.

Sunday was a lousy day. Period.

I had a mock interview for a module on Monday so I had to borrow Jolene’s shirt since we were about the same size. When she found out I was going to wear a skirt (technically, there were shorts beneathe the skirt) she got so excited and demanded to see me in my formal attire I obliged her and here’s the picture Sue helped us take:

My interview went well. I guess it’s because I knew my lecturer and she is a rather timid person

After class, I met Jun Wei to watch Night at the Museum. Although it’s funny, it’s a pretty touching movie. I can even say if it was any less funny, I could just bawl in the theatre

–
Thank you for being there when I needed someone.

We had dinner at this really fancy place called Giraffe. Surprisingly, I could not find a single main course on the menu that made me interested. Somehow, if I liked something, there is always some other weird combination to not make me what that item after all

I was pretty tempted to get the lasagne but it had beef (Soffie got it and let me have some. A definite to kill for!) so I settled for some Japanese-Korean glass noodles with mushrooms. The serving was not large but I could barely finish up the last few forkfuls because the meal made me feel rather full with the amount of oil and gravy. (Which makes me wonder why Perrine did not feel the same way since we had the same thing.)

I feel really silly for letting slip about saving my stomach for the cake. It was meant to be a surprise! Arg!

But the cake was really lovely. Home-baked chocolate banana cake. Kudos to Amanda’s godmother!

Elisia did her usual here’s-what-I-got-for-you-in-one-of-my-overseas-trip thingy and gave us Milky Way bars, Ice Cream Skittles (Limited Edition), cherry-flavoured Hershey’s kisses and Starbursts (my favourites!)

Felt rather detached somehow but I guess everyone had their fun

PK, CJ, Me, Soffie, Perr, Elisia, Jo

And, yeah, everyone commented on how black I’m becoming. Hell, I’m even darker than Soffie right now!

First day of e-Learning week and I spent the day sleeping at home. Cough syrup is a great replacement for sleeping pills. e-Learning sucks, by the way. I would rather go school than have another 101 assignments dumped at me. Rawr.