hweelings... oh oh oh hweelings...

The three monkeys in my life, what does one say to that? This was at the Bjorn again concert in Kings Park, and my dear Ya-Ya fell in love with Uncle Clint and Aunty Veron. It's a bloody miracle. Oh, let's not forget Freckles and Dolly (whose hair can be seen just at the bottom of frame).
With Mama and Gong-Gong before going to the Andre Rieu concert. They have a mountain load of photos of their precious as it is, still "More, more!" they say. The little manja pot is so cute in her Gap dress. Lucky shit. Lol. I was lucky to get a dress from a pasar malam. The rest were hand me downs. Bah.
Miss Poseur - she LOVES to take photos, LOVES to pose, and LOVES to see her own photo after the shot's been taken. Sound familiar, Baobei?
She loves her Aunty-YiYi-Cherie as she so calls me from time to time due to confusion in titles. On the rare occasion, I am also called Mummy. Funny.
Last but not least, the good old Jap pose, or in our days - PEACE. Think the latter is far cooler.

Okelly Dokelly people...I just wanted to post some of my favourite photos of my niece, taken with my phone.

PEACE OUT Y'ALL

how far would you go ...... part deux

I would give anything to go through the shit in life again for that to be taken away. 

I take it all back.

I can be a giant for all I care.

I can be the smallest pea if so needed.

Anything for it to be all okay. 

I miss you hun.

I love you more. 

I wish I could be with you now. 

how far would you go ......

...... to keep someone you love by your side? 

Would you try to be someone you think they would love in order to ensure their love for always?

It's obviously a given when couples are in a honeymoon period though. Everything is oh-so-perfect, all you can think about is the other person and when you are going to spend time with them again. People tend to give in more easily because of that "special" feeling that leaves you tingly inside. 2 months later the flaws suddenly start to seep out from beneath the cracks and that oh-so-perfect vision slowly evaporates. REALITY HITS! It's not so easy to be someone else. 

At some point one WILL slip up and a little bit of the "real" person will do a little flashing. It's a pity people think the only way to get through life is to be someone else. Surely we all reach a point in our lives where we know who we are, or at least, who we want to be. Needless to say, some people want to be someone else. 

Would you tell little white lies to get away with the small things? 

I almost can't think of any examples because to me a lie is simply a lie, be it a white one, or black, red, pink or any colour for that matter. "Yes I've eaten." when you have not would probably classify as the most innocent white lie. However, as we all know, white lies sometimes and almost always, lead to bigger lies. And we all know what happens from there on. 

Would you lie about anything under the sun just to save your sorry ass?

Lying about your past, lying about your feelings, lying about what you want to do, lying about your thoughts and opinions, just plain and simple, lying. It is apparent that many do not understand or believe that honesty is the best policy. Truthfully, it often bites you in the ass. In my opinion, it's a smaller bite compared to having your lie bust in your face and getting caught out on your lie. 

Would you manipulate a person so they feel forever emotionally attached to you? 

I suppose this could constitute as lying, but at the same time it's almost different. I guess I should say manipulate a person's emotions ...... and make them feel like they can never leave you, and I mean under no circumstance. Especially if you were supposedly dying. How anyone can feel good about themselves by manipulation is absolutely beyond me. 

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They say in life you should live and let live. They also say we should forgive and forget. Whoever they are, they need to come and show me how it's done because life is hard enough as it is without having to meet people who make it that much harder. 

They also say the things we go through only make us bigger persons. They should have a look at me, because if what they say is true, then I am a freaking giant. 

I sometimes wonder why God made me go through all I have and why I had to go through as much as I did in my short 24 years. But you he said is right, it was through my own choices and decisions life happened as it did for me. 

I chose to stick with you despite your lies and manipulation. You should have died when you said you were going to, and I wouldn't have had to cry the tears I did. Now look at you all happy and content, your entire family thinking you are the Angel of the World. I'm sure you look back and wonder where did it all go wrong. Well honey, take a look in the friggin' mirror and engage in all splendor of your ugliness. 

I used to think that LOVE would conquer all. At times it does, and I know it has pulled me through some very hard times. My love for my friends and family, that is. But it is no longer something I live for. I live for myself, for my future, and for the future of my future. 

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plagiarism and all that jazz at it's best

Yo peepz! Wassup wassup!

Okay, enough of this ghetto talk. Trying to spice up my opening line a little considering I have blogged in eons. Probably landed myself a lame opener instead. Let's start over. G'day y'all. I'm back and resurrected from blogger cemetery. Been bugged down with work week after week, practically on shift every weekend. Boo. No one likes weekend shifts and that include MOI! Cannot complain I suppose, it brings in the much needed extra dough. Can't wait for pay day for the first fortnight in October. Training for new equipment means long tiring hours. PLUS I've got an 11 hour shift coming up. Hoorah.

I've been snooping around the lives of those who broadcast their daily escapades online for all to see. The most popular in Singapore obviously being the infamous dawn yang (yeo/yang who cares) and the person who's alias is xiaxue. Before you jump to conclusions, I am neither a fan or a hater or both, but merely that of a very bored person looking for humor through stupid public broadcasts of pointless opinions and idiotic thoughts. I know many could say that of my blog too, BUT on the contrary, I don't get paid and hardly anyone reads this anyway.

So the local goss in the virtual world, if you're not clued in yet is regarding the long withstanding feud between the aforementioned. First one gets sued for causing defamation to the other, and now has this thing going on about plagiarism. WOW. How much drama can there be for just having a blog. I did a little search and found many other blogs practically dedicated to this rivalry and their support or disdain from either. Talk about stalker behaviour. Geez. These people actually bother to create screenshots of what goes on and do serious rseaech before posting. It's almost as good as writing a thesis.

Now, I could cut and paste stuff so you'd understand what I'm referring to. That would just take too much trouble and time, and considering what DY was going through, I'd rather not take my chances. Sure I could attribute stuff, but who cares. Apparently she seriously ripped stuff off sites and claimed them as her own. True or not, I don't know. It's hearsay on my part. It just shows how easy it is to right click, cut and paste. Scary. What amazes me is the amount of effort she puts into her blog to either look for stuff or edit certain things so it doesn't say anything about surgery or defame herself. Imagine the hours it would take just sitting at the com.

Think about how much time XX takes to photoshop the pictures she puts up! To erase the blemishes or cellulite or whatever she doesn't like about herself. I could say plastic surgery would of course be harder but then again, she's had that done too. Kudos to her for going through all that trouble though. I would never be bothered. Face it, if you're ugly you're ugly. The amount of shite she slabs on her face, it's a wonder her bf didn't get a shock after the first time he slept with her and woke up to a completely different face.

In this information age, the lack of privacy is something we almost have to live with. Obviously with some, they choose to give it up. This just goes to show we should all be careful what we post. Best to not post at all. Haha.

Ok that's my thought of the day, or at the rate I blog, fir the next few months

Toodles!

take a bow, why doncha?

Chilling by the Pool

More stuff from the FISHEYE! That's the only thing about film, once you start taking photos, you absolutely gotta finish snapping in order to develop the rest. Cotsts a bomb, but the outcome is always more than satisfying. Especially when it's photos taken from a LOMO.



View from the Bottom

I was quite happily snapping away at the Waterford too. I always can't be arsed to carry my camera around. This was worse, especially with my big ass four bulb flash. But it was well worth it. The pictures came out FAB-O! Have a look.

Blogged with the Flock Browser

Hold you forever in the middle of my heart

So we had a night out and went a little crazy with the camera whoring, but it's these things that make it all the more memorable. Awesome company = awesome night, enough said.



Here everyone is trying to find themselves a "train look". It's a long story, but somehow we've all patented one. Except Jem of course, that just his normal look. Lol.



I think about the amount of digital photos that pile up after everyday events...how many photographs will I possibly have in 5 years! Jeez...when I have a kid, almost every moment of my life would have been recorded, in that digital photo sense of course. I don't want my kid to see all the stupid things I've done!



Sure, I'll laugh now, 5 years down the road. But when my kid's 13 at pulling at any string to be able to use as an excuse against me as a parent...boy oh boy, that would not be good. Hahaha.

And I will admit, I've done some extremely stupid things in my life. Live, learn and let live.

I'm in a good place now, but life will always be like a yo-yo. We all have our ups and downs. Like you tell me, I just gotta hang on.


Baby I'm your light and I'm your shelter
Baby you are mine
I could freeze the time
Keep you in my kitchen with me forever
Gonna be a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with strawberry love
Baby don't you cry
Gonna make a pie
And hold you forever in the middle of my heart.

Gonna bake a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with butterscotch love
Gonna bake a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with banana creme love

Baby don't you cry
Gonna bake a pie
Hold you forever
Hold you forever
And hold you forever in the middle of my heart.

When the world is gray and bleak
Baby don't you cry
I will give you every bit of love that's in my heart
I will bake it up into a simple little pie�

Baby don't you cry
Gonna make a pie
Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle
Baby don't be blue
Gonna make for you
Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle.
Gonna be a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with strawberry love
Baby don't you cry
Gonna make a pie
And hold you forever in the middle of my heart.

Baby here's the sun
Baby here's the sky

keep you head still, i'll be your thrill

This may be a little overdue, but we went for the Maroon 5 concert and I must say I was quite disappointed, right from start to end. We were all so looking forward to the concert considering One Republic was opening for them and they had at least 2 hit singles out on the radio. I was all set to be crooned by a bunch of guys. We got the bunch of guys, crooned, I think not.

One Republic was surprisingly and most deafeningly whiny...in a Coldplay kind of way, just worse. What happened to the soulful voice we hear on the radio? I think he tried to hard to prove he could sing liveeeeeeee. That was how he ended his sentencessssss. (Think pitch going up and down) They performed that way for half an hour. Woo-hoo. Not. And another half an hour after that only did Maroon 5 appear on stage.

Ridiculous. Gates opened at 6.30pm, M5 came on at fucking 9pm. They were on for only slightly over an hour. What a waste of my fucking dough. $92 for whinging opening acts and a short performance??? I felt awfully cheated. Especially when we were all so hyped up for it. The 1st thing my sister said when Adam Lavigne appeared on stage was "Couldn't he wear something nicer, dress up a bit?". Jeez.

The most entertainment we got was this "siao lao char bo" (crazy old woman)  dancing around like an idiotic maniac, with moves so cruelly funny I almost dropped to the ground laughing. I swear, the 3 of us could not take our eyes of her. I probably made Jem crack up more when I try to imitate her cool moves.

Whatever it is, whenever I hear M5 on the radio now, I don't feel like singing to it anymore. Don't get me wrong, he sang live really well. But I didn't feel his performance at all...the passion, energy, entertainment etc etc, NONE.

Poo on you M5.