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Monday, December 31, 2007

Countdown to 2008 : Back to Square 1





Back to where we started, died, survived, fleed, relived and blooming still...

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Bob Photo...

Well nice photo...

P.s : is the photographer Dave Charlton related to you by any Chance??

1 more week to countdown!!!

http://http://3400.e-printphoto.co.uk/icnew/index.cfm?z=z&action=view&c_id=77126&p_id=7111627

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Countdown to Charltons' Arrival

Thanks Bairn

Baby, thanks for staying up with me. You made me feel like a princess for the whole day. 1 happy Princess Michelle.


Bairn Love yee, the dayuh tomorrow forever.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Guess which 1 is me....


Lunar




Title: 2007 Hit Awards Party

Date: 27th October 2007

Description: 2007 Hit Awards Party.

Time: 11.00pm till late
Venue: Lunar Asian Fusion Bar, Blk 3C, The Cannery at Clark Quay, River Valley Road, #01-03
Tel: +65 6305 6767

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Happy Halloweeeeeeeennnnnn!!


Beyond



Muse Bar


M.O.S

http://www.ministryofsound.com.sg/halloween/

Very cool website.



2 days off with Teddy!!! We are going away on a holiday!!!!!!!

Yipeeeeee!!!



Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Fantastic 4 in 1 Night


So I went to a salsa club yesterday with my very close university mates.

It was called the Union Square at Amara Hotel in Tanjong Pagar.

1. Okay. Freeflow housepour alcohol for ladies on Friday Night - because I must admit I am a true-blue alcoholic: I would never understand what limit means until I concuss.

2. Good. My uni-mates were there, especially my 1 really best friend, Mijuan, whom I know her since primary 4 (elementary school), for 15 years and still counting. - because I haven't seen them for ages and ages. And believe me when I say I'm like the blacksheep during university: always out drinking,dancing during my hall days,as they would burn midnight oil over the weekend in halls. They are all the good honest down-to-earth decent people, so the thought of them inviting me to join them at a club is just so random: They don't drink, don't club, don't pub. Everybody's been busy with work, life and boy/girlfriends, so much so that we never seem to have a chance to meet up.

3. Great. Salsa - yes, I learnt this 2 years ago, was and still am, stuck at just been past the beginner phase. I am a salsa crazy fanatic, and I love the true sensation of this sexy dance. Think of the movie "Dirty Dancing". In fact, what sparked me on to this dance got to be the movie "Dirty Dancing 2". It's sexy, it's fun, it's sensational. Nothing beats a salsa dance.

4. Best. Baby met my friends - because he's dying and been wanting to meet my friends for ages. I have indecent friends, I have decent friends, and I was glad he met my decent bunch. Ever since the last attempt of trying to arrange to meet up while I was out with my friends at Zouk failed, because he was working for lousy Musey till really late, he almost missed the chance yesterday, also due to work, as my friends weren't planning to spend a late night. Luckily I begged them to stay till he arrived, and Baby managed to fy down after work just in time to say hi for a bit.

So my friends are doing their intermediate stage of salsa lessons at JJ school. I'm so so so tempted to join them too. Even Andy, who had already completed his intermediate 3 (There's the beginner, then intermediate 1, intermediate 1.5, intermediate 2, and so on. So 3, he's good, trust me.) and as he led me, a rusty amateur, swayed me away on the dance floor like a Disney Princess.


But like as it goes, it takes 2 to dance: You need a partner, and although there wouldn't be the problem of finding 1 during the class lessons, (just like how I went alone for my salsa, the teacher acted as my partner while the rest of the students were boy/girlfriend, husband/wife couple. ), what about off class? Just like to hit the union sq for a sexy dance yesterday? You can't be challenging your teacher, can you?

Too bad baby has got an irregular working hours, otherwise I would drag him together to dive and bask ourselves in the salsa lessons, someday, one day...

So...

Yes, yesterday was a good night.

I love all the good things in life.

I love baby.

Let's salsa again soon baby!

P.s: I look forward to tomorrow 1 and only baby's off-day to spend a good day with U! xxx

xxxx

Saturday, September 1, 2007

1408

1408

-the BEST ... based on Stephen King horror since The Shining-
commingsoon.net

-Heebie-Jeebies are guaranteed.-
Rolling Stone

-A Truly Scary ...-
Washington Post


Teddy born on this date turns out to be a... Scary Teddy??????


No no...

Teddy is a lovable Teddy.




We are planning to catch 1408 tonight, chilling up with a couple of booz b4hand when Teddy knocks off from work. (Hmm... I haven't touch any booz for 7days straight, new record. So proud of myself?)



1408 - A coincidence to his birthdate, which I didn't realise until he made a remark about it when I sms him to confirm if he's really up for horror later.


Baby myself ain't a horror fanatic, but Teddy is 1 CrazyBear all over it, and so this movie she chose for him.

Teddy truly deserves a good break after this whole week of long hours.

Pray that movie be horror??? (hmmm... Maybe I don't really hope...??)


"Come out, come out, where ever you are..... Hereeee's Johhnny!! " ,

The Shining

Monday, August 27, 2007

Wish,wish and More wishes

I wish Big Teddy all the best in his new job from today onwards, with his new Handphone so he can start skyping on it back Upon Tynside soon, and the meaty Seoul Garden Dinner to celebrate his 1st day commencement....


Of course not forgetting the teddy hug before we are due to say goodbye as we see each other maybe in another 5 more days to count down from now?

Wishing big teddy all the best.


Till then, there's this silly cranky baby who will be missing you.


XXXXxxxXxx

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Get well Soon, Abbie!

This one is for you.

Though it came a bit too late, but get well soon soon soon!!!



The Highlander & Loch Ness

Thursday, August 16, 2007

25th Birthday Treat

Where to Start......

So i was chilling round the house this birthday, alone due to a family crisis in South Africa. Having taken Michelle to work at about 7.45, i wondered aimlessly round the house looking for something to do. Pool was the only option, so after a few hours tanning in the garden, in and out of the pool i was still, how should i put it, Bored. Apart from the few happy birthday phone calls, which may i add, was very cool.

Then a text arrived, Michelle offering to take me out for Dinner and drinks. I was smiling at last, as i started to get myself ready to go meet her after work. The rain fell like that scence in Pirates of the Carabien, you know the one were they finally get out of Davie Jones locker and the sea becomes sky. I waited for my chance and left the house to head upto the train, getting caught in the rain on the way.

So our first port of call was New Asia bar, such a sweet place, built in the top floor of Singapores highest building. With unbelivable veiws out of the glass walls, we parked our butt's (mine still a little damp) and ordered our first drinks (well a jug) and a BBQ Combo with side serving of Spicey fries.

We sat back and watched the sun set over Singapores tall skyline and debated were to go next..
So this pic Shows the route we decided where to go. Next stop was a jazzy bar called LOOF, so look right at the bottom, where there is a white square of white light, well in front of that is Loof, also a roof top bar, but only on the forth floor and straight accross the road is Raffels hotel, the darker area. We did't head there as we end up there quite a bit with visitors etc...
Next place was what we call Gotham city (as in where Batman lives with his Gay lover Robin) This can be found at the top of the pic, tallest building you can see on the right side.






So loof is nice, like i say, a open roof top bar, swanky people, and pretty chilled out tunes. Oh, and a pretty different veiw of Raffels hotel.



And hey we were only staying for one on our way to Gotham, but it was Happy hour, 50% off all drinks so how could we refuse.



So this is the veiw from Loof, looking up at New Asia Bar.


New Asia is the tallest one at the back, and if you look close you can see the glass walls right at the top..




A short phone call from the family in South Africa wishing me Happy Birthday and a little walk, we arrived at what must be the most impresive building in Singapore, ain't got a clue of the real name, or what really goes on inside. But the entrance is guarded in statues of Freemasons. Scary, and to top it off it's swamming with bat's.. How mad is that.
But once inside, it has to be said, that as good as it looks outside, the inside is far better. So happy we went there together for the first time for us. To top off the amazing decor, there was a live Jazz singer belting out from a high platform built above the bar, and the hostess was dressed as a fairy, and when anyone ordered wine, she was winched up to a hight of nearly 50ft to collect the bottle. So impressive..

So here's a few more pic's of the night, a night i will most definatly not forget..

Michelle & I @ New Asia..

Michelle @ Gotham..

Outside Courtyard @ Gotham..

Monday, August 6, 2007

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Now we know where that Chair has disappeared to...




If you see a slight scratch on 1 of em seats... Now you know where it has disappeared to....

Monday, July 16, 2007

Voom Voom Gone.....



















It was yet another hot uncormfortable Saturday Morning.

What with drinking a bottle of Chivas the evening before over a Bar-B-Q, followed by some Bump n Grind to RnB's finest, the 8 o'clock wake up was a sad one for more than one reason.



Michelle was about to part with her Girl, this being her Motorbike.



For as long as i've known Michelle, she's been a Biker Chick. Bombing round on her bike at high speeds. Somewhat of a turn on by most Guy's, including me.



But as we grew close, and i learned of her few near death accidents, i knew it would be a happy day when we said good bye. At least for the peolple that cared for her.



As much as i say this, i've been using her bike over the past few months, and if it was not for the roads over here, i'd proberly own my own. But since the roads are all 3 - 4 lanes of weaving in and out, taxi drivers that don't give a f**K and people driving down the centre of the white lines, i'll settle for a car i think.



Michelle bombed off first, to meet the buyer and sort out insurance, then we all met up for the final step to sign the girl over. Bless Michelle, this has been her Girl for over 5 years now. Now it's owned by some random Uni student from malyasia, Vincent.



Anyway, we lifted the low spirit by induldging in a few Tiger beers at the new mall over here. AMK Hub.



Sunday, July 15, 2007

Botanic Garden (Not BotanicAL...)


BB and I went to Botanic Garden today for the 1st time in our life!

With his Dad, Sue and Family to join us for a lovely picnic over there!

Followed a nice swim back in his pool and Vivo in the evening where I managed to find a stylo belt for work!

Hmm.... I'll hand this over to BB to fill up the rest of details about today.

BB, remembered you promise me 1 hor!!!

Time to hit bed for early work tomorrow! Life's great!

And 1 sad thing, I just sold my motorbike yesterday, sad, but yea... has to move on, and thanks BB for being there for me!

Nite!
XXXXXXX

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Best Wishes To Joanna and Elvin

Best wishes to Joanna and Elvin who were officially lawfully Husband and Wife on 30th June 07 at Bacchus The Fullerton Waterboat House.

We wish you all the best and a blissful marriage and

For the princess and prince get married,

They shall live happily ever after.

Happily Ever after.

One Night Only in SG - Ross and Cochrane

When Ross and Cochrane were here many weeks ago....

Funny Singing session at Joanna's Dad KTV... wahahahahahah.




Sunday, June 24, 2007

Thank You - for been there...

Thank you:

For giving me a lift down for my interview.

For making and breaking traffic flow to buy the OLD CHANG KEE (outside orchard Hereen) by finding the hidden back alley route from behind in, then stopping to buy all the stickies from that stall because I was hungry.

For been a Big Baby.

For loving me.


Yes baby, I really really appreciate the effort you tried to keep your promise to get me the stickies.


Because at least that's when I know you did realise my presence.


XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Missing England.

Missing this little family in Wickham.


Hope to see you guys here soon once we got a place of our own.

Wish us all the best.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Self-Worthiness




Only when you found back your self-worthiness, you will learn to love yourself.



I came up with the above theory today.

Because I am gradually beginning to feel it all.

I finally felt that I am still worth something, with all the several working choices popping up in front of me for the last 2days.

Because I feel good, I want to feel and look better, hence my dieting plan to hit 50kg.



These few months hasn't been easy for me. Picking myself up and dropping into the low-morale hole, and dragging myself up again, constantly telling myself, "Always look on the bright side of life." Because situations could have been alot worse.

But as much as I assured myself that things will always turn out to be better, I was losing my self-worthiness unknowingly. I felt unwanted, unmotivated, with no working goal to pursue, no sense of recognition from anywhere, and spending some low-morale days when I felt I my time was simply unprecious and useless. Drinking madly often to drown my mental mind, playing neopet games and watching all the HBO and SCV channels possible to cover up for what I was.

In other words, it felt like a piece of white paper crushed and into the trash bin, and doomed to stay in that zone forever.



For the last 2 days and going, I'm slowly building my self-worthiness, with BB helping and encouraging me along the way, about shopping for shirts and pants thingy soon, and getting myself prepared for any possible jobs to come.

(I also want to help BB and bless that he hear good news soon.)

Tonight, I had bothered to spend at least 30mins in front of the mirror to do the proper pampering and night care of my face, like toner, eye cream, and bits here and there. (I simply neglected my face for the last few months.... just the basic face cleaning and that was it...)


The crushed paper now taken out from the bin and trying to smooth the creases out of it so in preparation to be penned with alot of promising stuffs to come.


The power of self-worthiness.

Makes you want to look at yourself in the mirror closer in details for another 1 more minute.

Because you are worth it.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Welcome back to the Island

We Are back... With Challenges and our own future to work towards together. xx

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Babies' Luck probably Changing for the Better!



Big Baby managed to found back his camera, thanks to dave his Brother! Apparently BB been a blur baby had misplaced it in his house!


Small Baby got back a reply from her interviewing Aerospace Company that they are still looking into her profile. Though the chance is slim, it's still a chance!

Hope our luck is changing for the better from now!!

Cheers.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Duo Couple Outing - With Jake + Desa



On 16th April Sunday evening...

On the way to Paragon to Meet Desa and Jake for us Ladies Brazilian Waxing...


Sleepy Baby...


Dense Baby!!!


Blur Babies...




Poser Babies!!!

After that...

At Wheelock Place Fish N Co...



Babies' Friends/Colleagues ,
Jake and Desa the Lovebirds!
The sickly couple with their fever and Diaherra! Blame it on Al Nino!




Baby acting Cheeky
(This Photo looks as if he's trying to hear any babykick in my tummy.)
NAH!!!




Just the end of our Fishy and Chips War!


So the fish portion shrunk compared to the last time we had!
So Sunshine the movie was a shit!


Last but not least, Baby worn this yellow top for the 1st time and it was ME who chose it for him the other day at Topman!! Nice eh????!! He don't like his gold chain bit keep dangling out of the v cut, but I like! and his hairy bit chest revealed! Hahaha, minus his rashes of course!


Anyone reckon Stevie has gained weight based on above photos??

What say you, Stevie's Mam?? =P

Thursday, April 5, 2007

Man, On the Run.


Illegal Immigrant after 12am:


(Photos added)

It was only on last Friday itself around 3pm that the government decided that Baby had 9 hours left before the clock struck midnight that he had to leave the city for at least 2 nights. Otherwise, he would be locked up behind bars.

By 6pm, we were already making our way out of muse bar, and in the cab back to our homes to pack our bags.

We were on the run.


We were at Beach road 2hours later to check out the coach timings.


None of them do Malacca at night timing.

So his friend Darren also need to be on the run coincidentally, but need to be just away for a night.

With the 4 cans of beer Baby had brought along in his backpack, We walked all the way to Gashause to meet up with Darren.


By half past 10, we were on the 170 bus. A mistake. It was a bloodily long journey.


We decided to spend the night in JB at a really run-down hotel, the Hawaii Hotel.

Not really a Hawaiian feeling as it sounds to be, for there was a don't-knw-whose-bra hanging in the toilet.


Satu (1st) Day in Malaysia, getting to Malacca:

The next morning, I was all the more greeted by a cockroach in the toilet when we woke up.

Cockroach got to be the worst crap in the world.

But for RM55, don't expect a luxury hawaiian beach I guess.


As we check out of the place and bye to Darren, we started to find our way and means to Malacca. Along the way, Taxi drivers offered 200-300RM to get us from JB to Malacca,


Advised by locals there, We took a RM7 taxi ride to Larkin, the one-stop place where all coaches flew out to other states of Malaysia. We finally managed to get the tickets for RM 14.60 each to Malacca.

Rates to Different States


Baby,just Before his Funny Mood



I knew something was wrong when Baby started not being so his usual self.

1st, He complained about the hot weather, which is so not him as he keep on saying how the sun in Singapore he would so love it, reckon the sun in Singapore and Malaysia is not really that much of a difference eh?

2nd, He reckoned that I probably make a mistake in the timing and the platform where the bus is supposedly to arrive, as the tickets were printed in mostly malay wordings. But I had double-confirmed with the ticket-seller beforehand and on left-hand side of the ticket, there were written small english prints that advised you on the Bus platform, and seat number. He still reckoned I must have made a mistake somehow.

Baby was just whining and whining away.

Point taken.

So the bus arrived on time, at the correct platform we had been waiting for.

That was only the beginning.

After about 3.5hours coach ride, we arrived at Malaka Central. There we met this super friendly uncle, Uncle Lee, who was 'poaching' us to go to his supposedly open-less-than-1/2-a-year budget hotel located in the historical hearts of Malacca. So off in his car we headed to his hotel, which along the way he introduced us to the various things in Malacca.

Was not really as nice as what we thought it was, but budget was afterall budget, and definitely alot alot better than the hawaiian crapt hotel we had stay the night before, with the roach wakeup call. So for RM50, it was pretty decent. Uncle Lee was pretty much a nice chap. So after I seeked Baby's opinion, which again as usual his indeciviseness, he would agree 1st and it was only after we had paid the money for the room, that he would then tell me he prefer to stay in a hilton-marriot type of poshy hotel with all the swimming pools and nice bar.

Point taken.

The Lodge




After washing up and unpacking, it was already sunset. He suggested a nice decent restaurant as he felt he should brought me to somewhere nice to enjoy for a bit after 2 days on the run. Very sweet of him, but here in Malacca, maybe he shouldn't have, because miscommunication about his intention of finding a nice decent restuarant for dinner started to arise. I initially suggested to head further down from our area to the shoppping malls a few hundred metres away as shown on our map, because the historical area which we were in are pretty run-down and nothing but road-side stalls, whereas it was only until at a later time he had wanted to check out the town area itself, as Uncle Lee earlier told him one of the nice restuarant go to in the area (which obivously I didn't catch that conversation bit).

When I tried to give in to him, he said I shouldn't left all the decision-making to him.

Point taken.

So after walking a few kilometres to the shopping malls as indicated in the map, there was nothing at all.

So we did end up having dinner at trying-to-act-posh restaurant which Uncle Lee recommended. Baby 1st complained about the children's wailing and running around at first, then about my fish and chips that were battered instead of bread crumb as stated in the menu, an awfully done fish that I couldn't finish it.

It didn't really matter to me.

He just whined.

For me, this is Malacca. It's just 1 restuarant in the whole freaking historical area that's trying way too hard to act as an angmo-high-class eatery. Which restuarant floor captain would wear so tight printy top against her bulging layers of fats and so short tight pencil skirt with black stockings walking around to serve people? Yes, that's where we realise that there is.

Probably he expected restuarant to be posh, quiet, romantic, food and service are supposedly to be as good as those he had went and paid big bucks for.

Point taken.


After that, a walk by the river. Baby must have thought that Malacca river is just like Clarke Quay Singapore River: Nice, Clean, busy with bars, restaurants, crowd on either side of the river. Here, it's dead, quiet, musky smell of the hole water, evidence of closed-down bars that tried and failed. But what sorta fansinated me is the St Francis Xavier's Church at night. Magnificent sight.
St Francis Xavier


After our not-so-nice dinner had digested after a walk by the sad river, there's definitely something that both babies cannot live without:

Alcohol time!

So Beer at this Libra pub, where it is RM 30 Nett for 5 bottles of Carlsberg!

That's like less than SGD 3 for a bottle!

Probably Beer sorta calm him down finally after a whole night of mood swing, and a surprising female stranger who also happened to be from Scotland and working for Marks and Spencers in Malaysia. Baby was impressed by the fact that she was working for his favourite department.

Can't help having all these attentions coming to us when the whole freaking bar is full of different groups of angmos and chinese, and 1 chinadoll and angmo couple sitting at 1 corner of the bar.

Dua (2nd) and Final day, Getting Home:


Malacca was what I had in mind. Until Baby could only confess to me how much he really really wanted to go to KL.

Not much the fact that Malacca known for its historical sites, had been plagued with all the different museums of such and such, all of course, require a penny to get in each time. Money-extortion out of tourists, we both agreed.
Passage in Cheng Ho Cultural Museum



St Francis Xavier's By e Day

Baby and use-to-Scared Box


2 sweaty Babies


Behind St Paul's Hill


Aldy Hotel, Red House


Ruins of St Paul's Church




New and Old contrast


So we couldn't find a coach back on the day itself as every agencies had all sold out its tickets. Every freaking people were rushing back to JB and SG. The ATM was freaking long queue and by the time we hit the ATM, it went bersek on us. As we gave up on the bloody machine, next queue behind us managed to withdraw shit smoothly.

No coach, no help. Money extortion from the cab drivers. No ATM, No cash to pay them.

Now my turn to bitch-fit.

Damned tired of trying to coo baby for the past 3 days and just when I thought everything is finally going to be over and done with, coach tickets were fully sold out for the day.

Even my friend who so happen to visit Malacca on the same day, his car were already too fully packed to make way for us two.

I was flamed and punctured. I went moody.

And also it was probably at this time that baby finally felt my presence I guess.

He decided that cab was our only solution and so for RM260 (cab driver dropped us at a random ATM at a petrol kisok along the way to withdraw money), WE flew back to the Larkin terminal, had 2 plates of Mee Goreng and 5 pieces of Chicken Chunks. Yes, that's how crazily hungry we both were after stuck in the cab for 3 hours. But that was also probably the best nap both of us had in Malaysia for these 3 days, as it was a nap with really strong air-con and outside sudden downpour that cooed us both tired bodies to sleep. I can't say that the taxi seating are comfy, but for 2 tired babies, there's nothing more we can ask for.

We managed to get through the Malaysian Customs, and luckily baby managed to get onto a Singapore custom counter which is managed by a female, the 1 and only among so 10 over counters. Every ex-runners had advised him to jump onto a female officer because chance of getting stamped and extended is alot higher.

Can't help it that my baby is a dashing little angmo.

He got his pass extended for a month.


And I can see how his mood instantly changed that moment. The baby in Malacca is simply not him. Moody baby is gone.

I won't ever go to Malacca.


Whether his company will manage to get the pass for him before his visit 1 runs out by end of April,

We'll see.