holidays are really long this time. so make use of it.
besides dental appointments, FYP, CE talks and catching up with old friends...
yoga and french.
since i figured my dream of going paris is pretty close to impossible.
might as well just start by their language for a change.
by far, yoga is simple. but french. oh french. tat is something else.
the pronunciation is totally different from its spelling unlike english by just reading the syllables.
try saying this : Quelle heure est-il? (what time is it?)
correct pronunciation is : Kehl uhr ehteel?

got that right, pavarotti?

My week away at sunny Jakarta.

I realized. What’s the point of getting a window seat when im taking the night flight??? Cant see shit.

The person I wanna see the most. Katheline, my niece. How odd, she’s 15cm taller than me.

First day. Headed to A&W where its extinct in Singapore. Strawberry Ice Cream waffle. 2 sing dollars only and it’s freaking filling compared to our Gelare.

At night. The famous KuaSha auntie came to urut Emma. They follow the path of your rib cage and scrap your back with a spoon. Ouch.

It’s suppose to cure flu and rheumatism.

Day two. Went around town along with my 5 yr old niece, Keisha.

Evening with Great Aunt and family at some Chinese restaurant that serves really nice Peking Duck and Mapo Tofu.

Day three. Off to Bogor to visit my Great grand aunt at the Yayasan Old Folks’ Home.

Then to Puncak! yeeha! four hour road trip. poor cousin Benny drove till he almost reached insanity.

At Puncak’s Renowned Lele(catfish) restoran. The Petai and Belachan is to die for.

Goreng Lele and Sambal Lele is a must try.the whole meal costs only about 240 000 rupiah (S$40) for 7 people. Here we are at the beautiful and really cold Puncak right at the peak.

Our very spacious and comfy villa. it is situated near an inactive volcano.

Sitting on the swing and overlooking the view from the top. It was like the whole world was under your feet.

Day Four. We went around the hills with a tour guide to pick some fruits and veggies. That’s a Petai plant.

My lovely nieces and me, the 18 year old auntie. Meant to stay longer to head to Sibolga Waterfalls. But my damn dentist's stringent appointments. At least i got a day flight back. the clouds looked like icebergs.

i hope it's not gonna be another five years. miss you guys.

*Dong Dong Dong Chiang*
trolley spree. all the red drapes, mandarin oranges and suffocating crowd.
seems like some food ration stocking up season.

Year of the RAT! s.q.u.e.a.k.

The naked face.
now can you SEE my EYES? finallayyy, you say.

HAPPY CHEENA NEW YEAR. (:

Early in the beautiful Sunday morning of the holidays. Cereal and Milk by my side.

the life where lazing perpetually was no crime. all i need now is a hammock and a cup of hot cocoa accompanied by the sea breeze.

happy holidays everyone. (:

Goodbye year two. Hello there year three.

{tribute to Dabelew Five Four Dee}

Seems like it rains every end of a semester.
This day was no exception.
The thought of Last Day sank in only when people started stepping out of the class.
The people I’ve been seeing four days per week all these time?
There you go. Wall of fame.

Sad thing is not everyone is in it.

Cos FYI, a full strength class in RP is close to impossible.
Also, a proper pic is hard to come by. Cos tahan-ing a laugh can be excruciating.

Take One>>>Tat’s Don. The self-acclaimed Edison Chen. Very narcissistic as we can see.

Take Two>>>

Take three>>>A clown a day, keeps a proper snap away.

Take four>>>There now. Best pic of the day. Now you look like Edison Chen in this pic, don.

Awaiting the day of our exciting chalet. will be awesome.
Seriously, gonna miss ya’ll. Take care and a good year ahead! <3

Goodnite all.
Arrivederci.