Hey look, we found an old picture of us. In Harry Potter John Lennon glasses.






Happy 7 months anniversary B x

Unrequited love happens all the time in real life.

In these stories, sympathy goes out to the clear victim: the one whose love was not returned. And we curse and smite the other one; for if one is a victim, the other surely must be the villain.

Does sympathy ever go out to the latter?

After all, she never asked for this. Lost her best friend. And misses the way it was.

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Currently listening to: Mumm-Ra - She’s Got You High

A couple of days ago, i sat in the car while DEBBIE WAS DRIVING lol!


You see, my sister just got her driver’s license a few months back, but never did drive much after that. Reason being, my mom still drives her around, and i think my dad is super scared of her hurting the car i mean risking her life.

After all, everyone gets into one or two accidents as a “fresh-grad”, right?

As far as i was informed, the only driving Debbie ever did was with my Dad around the park (where there are fewer cars), and late at night (when there are fewer cars). Hence, we can conclude that she is still the uber noob la


But a couple of days ago i decided to visit McDonald’s drive-thru for my favourite Ribena ais large, and Debbie in the passenger seat piped, “Eh! Wanna let me drive!” *big toothy grin*
Me: “HAHAHAH are you serious. …oh you are. Wait i thought you still cannot drive?”
Debbie: “Heyyy no lah i can drive. Only today Mummy let me drive all the way back from uni! Actually only halfway, we stopped to buy goreng pisang. But still!” *big proud grin*
Me: “HOHOHO i bet Mummy was damn freaked out when she let you drive—”


We proceeded to describe and mimic Mummy dearest’s typical freakout squeals when we drive over 60km/h wtf because ive been there done that wtf. We stopped only when we realized how off topic we got which was when we already reached McDs.


Me: “Finefinefine I’ll let you drive us home ok?”
Debbie: “OKAY”

Like a million giggles and a few more bad jokes at Mummy’s expense later, i decided to whip out my camera to capture this glorious moment of firsts wtf. The pictures didn’t turn out too glorious, though.





Me: “Eh why you look so emo here!”
Debbie: “Oh i was trying not to laugh here, i think i tried too hard HAHAHAAH”





Me: *pokepokepoke* “Ehhh, look here look here! Hehehehe!”
Debbie: “EHHH NOW CANNOT DONT DISTURB ME LAH IM DRIVING!”





Debbie: “Stop poking mee! Ok reach home already, open the door open the door!”


Ok maybe in hindsight, if we got into any accidents it might’ve been my fault.

But it wasn’t my car we were driving that day. HEHEHE. I don’t wanna say whose car is it because then we might sound like we don’t love our Mummy wtf oops




Currently listening to: Glee Cast - Don’t Stop Believin’

Hello! I’ve changed the font, do you likeeee :)

Vest: Cotton On
White top: Cotton On
Shoes: Cotton On
Washed out denim shorts: vintage
Jigsaw puzzle piece necklace: Take Me
Pocket watch worn as necklace: Singapore
Bag: Warehouse


I’ve been taking a few daily wears pictures, but never found the time to post them up -_-

But here’s one of my recent favourite outfits that I’m pretty sure I’m gonna re-wear again soon. Even though i hate (being caught) wearing the same outfit twice.

If you’ve seen me in the last month or so, you’ve probably seen me wearing this pocket watch necklace over and over again. I LOVELOVELOVE IT. It’s actually a real and functioning pocket-watch locket, I just took off the short chain that links to your belt loop and replaced it with a longer brass chain to wear around the neck. Oh, and I snapped off the locket cover that hides the clock, can you see the broken hinge at the bottom? :p

Also, all the clothes are from Cotton On. ;p
What to do. When they go on a sale, they REALLY go on a sale.




Currently listening to: Yael Naim - New Soul

Ok get this,

I woke up today, trotted downstairs for some coffee, back upstairs and sit at my laptop ready to blog my heart out -

And then i get a phone call. Urgently needing me to (stop blogging and) settle some stuff on that An Old Flame project we’re working on.
Good thing this time it wasn’t so time-consuming (just a couple of hours wtf) and now i can get back to blogging mode. Only i have already finished my coffee, and i really like blogging over a nice comforting cup of joe. Sigh.

And if the phone call wasn’t about AOF, it’d be about something else. Tsk, distractions.

But this new AOF project really is taking over my life. So distracting, that on Monday i went to Starbucks for a meeting, and i got a nasty shock seeing that ominous email with my ACCA results sitting in my inbox
Usually I’d mark this D-day down on my calendar and frantically hitting the ‘refresh’ button. But now like, HOMAIGOD I FORGOT IT’S COMING OUT TODAYYY *mini panic*

I passed all papers SUCCESS! *screams & mini dance around Starbucks*

Here’s the other few distractions that’s been keeping me occupied.

Featured in The Sun newspaper. Which i mentioned here!


I didn’t have the chance to read the article til much later at night, after having had people tell me all day, “You’re in the paper! You’re in the paper!”
Super kancheong had to wait til I got my hands on it many hours after everyone else had seen it, except me.

But all in all, big thanks to Wern Jun of The Sun, for the half page feature :)

Peter Davis, moi, & Vix @ Puma photoshoot with Juice magazine


Hair & make up artist Ming said, “They want me to make you look funky. Not sure what funky is, so let me play around alright.”
He crimped my hair, twisted up, let it back down, pin here pin there, push back up, hairspray hairspray hairspray, and VOILA. Funky

The new hair felt pretty good, actually. Made me channel my inner tomboy imma-beat-you-up-yo persona
Met up with some friends for drinks afterwards and shocked them all into thinking i really did cut my hair Success!

By the next night, I was back to my girly (-ish) self, wore a friggin’ dress for cryin’ out loud,
and headed for a big night out with the gang at Phuture, Zouk.

Now, heaven knows I’m a Barsonic gal through and through,
but this time, the gang really wanted to go Phuture so… if you can’t beat em, join em :)


CRAZY NIGHT THOUGH!

Tequila shots *baah*

Long Island Tea
I dunno if it was really weak or is it just me? Or maybe after having had Barsonic’s killerrr LIT, all others just feels weak..

Ketwai looking at Grace funny :p

My trying-to-layan-Phuture-music dance HAHAHAHA

And all throughout Chinese New Year, there was a wholeeee lotta gambling.
Every single night. It’s like we only love to win friends’ money wtf



Kelvin & his classic muka gila. Bernard in the back!

I might’ve been asking for 2 of something here, but knowing the camera-ready me, I was probably half-posing a peace sign or something. Hmm

Shaun hypnotizing Loong with my pocket watch WTF

Currently listening to: Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Maps

Got so much to blog about, you can expect multiple posts (or at least really really long ones) in the days to come.

Last night’s CNY reunion dinner was Super NYOM. Steamboat dinner with the immediate Ong family, quaint and simple, every year as always :)

But this was the first time I brought a boy home for CNY.

So it was just that bit more special. x


Happy Chinese New Year to everyone! And loads of love for Valentine’s Day :) x

On a separate note,





Hello forehead! Haven’t seen you in awhile.

Fun to have hair with bipolar personalities. Or is it just me with bipolar personalities.




Currently listening to: CNY chinese music from the TV