Rants and thoughts.

  Creyz because of the heat but yayerz to the splendid natural lighting hehe.  Pretended to greet an old friend. Must've been one hell of an awkward reunion. When it comes to me, that's what happens I suppose.  This is so not a candid picture ew. What is it with people and pretending to laugh when taking pictures anyway? I look like a penguin most of the time. :( Now this is a real candid shot.  Outfit details on the left: Top, Forever 21. Skirt, sister's (but I think it was bought in Indonesia). Necklace, Forever 21. Hand cuffs, https://my.carousell.com/anis.sofhea/. Peep toe hells, Vincci. Clutch, Bonita.   One with the bride and groom. Congratulations on your recent venture into something so sacred and thrilling. Also, thanks for the invitation, lovely Mai! Did some reminiscing of  those days working in Chili's. (googled on how to spell Chili's because until today I still don't know how to spell it pr...

So today, I fiiiiinally met my bestfriend, Sarah after God knows how long! First we went out for breakfast at almost noon (very typical), and after a barrel of laughs and a vale of tears (joyful ones I might add), Sarah had the most random idea to go to PJ Trade Centre! So that's what we did and we took tons of pictures using our phones because the building is astonishingly jaw-dropping. Seriously guys if you haven't been there, what else are you waiting for?! So here are some of the pictures that we took today. :) Just Sarah doing her thang.  This was actually taken from the cafe where we had our breakfast, The Grumpy Cyclist in TTDI. Best scrambled ever guys. Outfit details: Shades & top, both from Mango. Ripped boyfriend jeans, Forever 21. Clutch, H&M. Platform sandals, Factorie.  Had the greatest time with my bestfriend.  So that's the end of it. I had a great time today, mainly...

     Strangers are very intriguing. I would love to know the story behind that worn out look, that "risk management" book, the children that were held by the hand, or the guitar that was clung tightly onto the back. I have been told many times that I'm good at talking (seriously guys, ask my friends) but maybe I'm good at listening too. Just maybe la because I guess it depends on my mood hehe I can be oblivious at times.      This thought came to me when I hopped on a train with my mother today. I saw the people that trailed in and out of the train and without realizing it, I started to scrutinize each and everyone of them. Admittedly, I think it somehow brings me joy. I ponder upon their lives, how did their day go? That old lady that meticulously wiped clean her seat with a tissue paper before sitting, had she experienced a bad hygienic problem before to make her act that way? Or is it just another odd habit? What about the lady with the uneven bangs wh...

     I had a dream, a really good one indeed. I don't remember what it was about, but I felt happy. My heart felt light and jovial as if I was lifted off my feet, flying like a kite in the clear blue sky and cotton candy clouds basking God's entrancing magnificence. I was in a state of euphoria, one might say.      And then I was no longer a kite. I was pulled indomitably to the ground and the sound of a bursting ring of the telephone pounded in my ears. I opened my eyes and knew that the overwhelming euphoria that I had was merely a dream. I was back into reality, but something felt different this time. Something felt.. off. Like my heart had been treated as a punching bag by professional boxers. My eyes were swollen as if they were stung by bees from crying all night. The sound of the telephone kept ringing and I realized what was the cause of melancholy I was feeling. I took a glance at the clock, it was 8.10am. Reluctantly, I woke up and finally answ...

     Rants and thoughts, thoughts and rants. I always have them lingering in my mind lethargically and consciously. Here's a little story about me. I'm always stuck in reveries, it's like I live in my own dream land. Okay, maybe not too dreamy because sometimes I think of the worst. Anyway story cut short, I think (and daydream) a lot no matter where I am. It sucks when it happens at the wrong time and the wrong place. Once, someone thought I was scrutinizing a woman breastfeeding when the fact is, I was deeply lost in my thoughts. Yikes! And there were many other incidents but maybe it's best if I just keep them to myself, or else this post may never end. I have always had the idea of me writing but I was never good at it, or I was never brave enough to start. There were many excuses before but today, I finally gathered every ounce of confidence I had in me and here I am, sitting in front of my laptop when I have physics exercises to be completed. Meh.. They can always...