Labour day in Krabi

We had a longer weekend than usual.

We got stung by mossies more than 10 times. Ying lost count due to her mossie magnetic blood. 

An unexpected trip. 

5 girls, and tonnes of fun. 

Wished we didn't have to leave so soon.

I chose to spend my 30th on an island near home. In contrast to the places I've been to, it's an unusual choice this year. Batam has its charm (and it's cheap). This trip signifies a simplicity in my life that I long to have. 

It's a first, travelling and rooming with Alina. I like how she complements me in the family. Xx

               

First night raining after a long rain hiatus. The coolness in the air distracted me from my sick stomach flu. 

I just sang (very loudly) a coupla songs out the window. Just to check if anyone can hear me through the rain. 

Fighting sleep cos my mind is running on hyper mode after a lull day resting and dragging my feet everywhere. 

Love random chats with nick. He just revealed how he got attracted to the idea of Christianity. Thank you Kaka. 

Fever has gone down. Can't wait to get back to work tmr. Sucha workaholic. 

Sick but feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. 

On my pensive pillow

With a temperature taking over the body, it's another restless (or timely) night to pen the random fog of thoughts in my fever brain. 

I had an interesting tanning session at the beach with my favourite twins the other day. It rendered me peeling and sunburnt with itchy raw skin. During the session, I really spoke my mind about the ongoing mayhem in my life (nothing related to my wonderful boyfriend, abundant friendship, or awesome family). It set me thinking if I should dabble in stuff I enjoy instead of what I should be doing as a grown up who've bills to pay and people to impress. 

I'm 30 and sometimes I have to remind myself that I'm not out to please everyone but to embrace being myself and to chase after small dreams. 

One thing on my mind - how much does it take to drive one out of his/her comfort zone? What about killing that nice little tight circle one've built to fall back on?

Undeniably, comfort zone = progress killer. 

I enjoy pushing boundaries from time to time (not even the lofty or attention grabbing kind) and totally comfortable with being an unpopular rebel, non-conforming and unconventional. A kind of confidence I've grown into since my 20s. For that, I give thanks to my family background and upbringing. Without those precious growing up years, I would be way more sheltered and inherently complacent than I intend to be. 

So no, none of that people-pleasing work already. 

What actually brought me to this round up is the gradual lack of challenges. 

Time to rev the engines. I'm bored stiff. 

Small change, huge difference

It was some time last year that I decided I've too much clothes, too many pairs of shoes and heels and way too much accessories and bags. Then I started giving away some of the old stuff that I feel I haven't been using much but still in mint condition. They aren't cheap but are way under-utilised. 

This year, I decided to stop shopping. 

It takes lesser effort than I thought. I haven't even shopped online once this year. Hurrah me!

Consumerism is not gonna get me. 

RIP MH370

I've been reading and following the MH370 news so closely that I feel like I know all the people on board that ill fated flight. 

A lump formed in my throat when the news of its fatal crash broke moments ago. 

It felt like I've lost someone really close to me. Even if I've not. 

I've been avoiding speculation, hoping for a miracle. 

Life is too precious. Never go on a trip being mad at someone thinking you won't be when you come back. Because you may not make it back. 

Learn to forgo a trip if your loved ones need you around. You may not be there forever. 

My heart goes out to all the family members who lost a loved one in the recent crash. God be with you all. 

An act of crazy

Did something totally fun and completely off the racket yesterday. 

I signed up my girlfriend for MyPaper Executive 2014 cos she totally rocked all the criteria they're looking for - looks, style, wit, charisma and of course, high office quotient level. 

I'm betting on her to get short listed! 

Update: She totally got short listed. Yay!!! But she's not doing it. If being short listed is good enough for her, it's good enough for me. 

Favourite twins

Totally missing my favourite twins tonight. Back in those days when we were staying together, everyday was an adventure. I felt like I was living in a dollhouse with life sized dollies!

And look at how they've grown over the years. For some reason, I just feel super proud of them even though I didn't do anything much except by giving them all my sisterly love. 

So cute they make me so proud. Does it even make sense?

This photo on Instagram made me laughed. Too cute. 

          

Haven't seen baileys in forever! Every time we passed by pasir ris when we used to bring Chloe to the pets farm I was always so tempted to ask them along! But I never did cos just didn't know if they were even home. Guess we won't be going there anytime soon after Chloe passed away. 

            

What touched me most was how Rowena sneakily organised my 25th birthday and surprised me by gathering all my closest beloved high school & university friends! I love being surrounded by loved ones and she knows that. Of course she does.  

They're crazy fun and we were super tight. That's why they're still my favourite twins.

That's us. Toys r Us and all. Barefaced and youthful. 

These photos hardly ring a bell but I found them somewhere. And my crazy spunky hairdo! Growing up with them was really an adventure like I said! I think I must be the craziest ever-changing, ever-evolving sissy they never had. Hahaha. So much love! 

Aimee made up the fourth leg whom I miss equally dear! We didn't always get along but once we did, there were fireworks like you've never seen before!

         

Our swimming days before she officially got attached with her Prince Charming. 

          

           

Some time ago during one of our meetup. When life rocked just by us being there for each other. 

                  

           

I truly miss my Channy twins and Aimee dear.

Edit: I went home and digged for more pictures of our youth and found some photo albums! Not the kind you find on Facebook but the Kodak-moments, non-photoshopped kind. 

When Roxanne was just a ickle doll! She must be 15 yo at that time. We were celebrating the ex's 21st birthday aka their big brother. My hairdo was all sorts of funky. 

             

With my favourite pretty auntie. She was a second mom to me. We were really close and she treated me like one of her own kids. She was family. So were all of them. 

          

Too cute for words. Women of the house! 

               

Such good times, though short-lived, will always be etched in my eternal memory! :)

Chilly but warm

Weather was chilly for the past few days. Tonight was the chilliest night, I feel. Air conditioning in town was at full blast. Our teeth were clattering when we talk. Katt happened to have bought us new scarves. And boy, did it keep us warm all the way home.