You know when you were little and was having a crush with a boy and didn’t know whether or not he likes you? And then you picked a flower from your mother’s garden and started plucking off the petals one by one saying “He loves me, he loves me not,” at every pluck – only to find that the last petal falls on “he loves me NOT”? Wahaha! Well, I’m kind of in that situation right now. Only that it doesn’t involve a boy and a stalk of flower.

I’m in dilemma.

My other half just gave me the green light to getting myself a brand new work table – and the best part is, he’s paying! I know free stuffs are always great, but what if you’re undecided on what (or rather) which table to go for?

Like to go for this one:

Or… this one:

In terms of price, the difference is just a few bucks…

I so can’t wait to have a new workstation but I still couldn’t decide!! Maybe I should just go out and get some prom dresses for my cousin’s upcoming wedding this December and see if the dresses could help calm me down and decide. LOL

Which table do you like?

PS: They’re both IKEA workstations! ;-)

I’ve been dreaming about my ex lately – my ex, my first love. Now of course I wasn’t thinking about him nor was I trying to remember the good ole days we had together. It’s just weird that I’ve been dreaming about him every night for 2 consecutive weeks. And of course, I told my fiancé about it – in which he said that maybe he (the ex) was doing some black magic on me. LOL (but then again, it could be possible, no?)

However, yesterday’s dream was different. I did not dream about my ex. I dreamed about my childhood days when I was still a much younger girl wearing mini skirts and ponytails. I dreamed about my best friend and how happy we were being a little girl with no responsibility in life whatsoever. We were oh-so-free.

Those days, we do not have Internet access to help us with our school works. We depend solely on our teachers, friends or parents to help us. What we had was well-respected teachers, delicious and cheap canteen foods and silly games like ‘buaya-buaya’ that I doubt children these days still have.

I hope I’ll dream about the first time I stepped into the kindergarten tonight because it would be awesome to see Sr. Bernadine once again!

Goodness, it’s going to be November tomorrow! How time flies.. In about a month, I’ll be packing my bags and be on my way back to Sabah for Christmas. Did I managed to lose some weight like I’ve always said I would (have) in this blog?

Well.. about a kg or 2. LOL

Not only do I have to look good for Christmas (I wouldn’t want to look as big as our Christmas tree for the family photo), I also have a few wedding invitations for the month of December. And looking fat for the photography sessions is also one main reason why I should lose more weight.

So stress lah. I really have to start my diet already.

But anyway, welcome November.

Bring it on!

I’m sitting on my bought-from-IKEA padded chair with the sound of the contractor workers setting up their platforms to paint the building where I’m living. Enya is belting out Memory of Trees and it’s just perfect for a lovely Saturday like this. Imagining myself sitting under the Christmas tree wearing coogi clothing while I sip hot tea, staring at the gifts and wondered how much I’ve spent for those. LOL!

I spent my Friday night having drinks and way too many roasted chicken wings with one of my favorite uncle, a nephew, my other half and my siblings.

Just family.

Which was lovely.

Wish my parents were there too. My family is real awesome, you know? We may talk a lot (especially me), but when you get to know us, you’ll know that we’re just a bunch of people who enjoy good music, loud guitar and random song-choices once the beer gets a hold of us. Ha ha ha!

And speaking of family, I think the fox in Frontierville looks kinda like my mom’s pet dog adopted daughter, Girly:

My mom of course wouldn’t agree to that statement. I can almost hear her say, “Heck no, Girly’s way cuter than that!” LOL

Oh well, at least I still see my family in almost everything I do. That can just mean one thing:

I love my family