I sometimes wish I could be prettier and more lovable.

12 more days...

And tomorrow it will be 11 days.

My best and most exciting countdown so far! More exciting than SPM!

I have even planned my itinerary cum objectives right after I touch down!

19th Dec 2009
8:30am - Darling to pick me up at Airport
10.00am - DimSum at SS2
11.00am - Sleep until 1.00pm
2.00pm - Lunch at Section 17 - Char Siew Siew Yok Rice
3.30pm - Last minute Shopping at KLCC
7.00pm - Visit Jesudasans
10.00pm - Mamak Session! HOHO

20th Dec 2009
10.00am - Roti Kosong breakfast
11.00am - Laze at home
1.00pm - Lunch --> Bah kut teh?
2.00pm - See if my "maid" is at home to play with me
5.00pm - Pack luggage to Miri
6.00pm - Off to Miri!!

21st Dec 2009
No itinerary coz it's honeymoon with my darling! yay!
Objectives of the day :

• Dye hair blonde
• Facial session

22nd Dec 2009
Objective of the day : Dental visit

23rd Dec 2009

Objectives of the day

• Massage Session
• Pedicure Session

24th Dec 2009

Objective of the day : Cook 3-course meal for my darling :)

4.00pm - Fly to KL

8.00pm - Christmas Dinner at Aunt Betty's House

25th Dec 2009

7:10am - Fly to JB

9.00am - Get to Church to meet Sean and Steph

2.00pm - Reach home and start distributing gifts!

26th & 27th Dec 2009 - stay at home and play my beloved piano

Fly back to KL

28th Dec 2009

Stare at the ceiling the whole day

My plan is great huh, isn't it?!

I'm going home in 15 days!

You don't wanna know what lies beneath...

this is only the small bag

Why on earth did I buy so many of these and add to my luggage weight!!

I guess..

It feels weird to know that your ex lover (be it girl or boy) is already a parent.
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Remember the person who you kissed dearly and held his/her hand, then swear you love him/her forever? - Now she/he is a parent, sharing a child with somebody else.
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It has not happened to me YET - but I'm feeling kinda W.E.I.R.D. for my friend? like something rumbling inside??

ah - I can't explain this. forget it.

I rather have loved and be loved in return; fell out of love and lost love, than never had love at all.

Can you remember your First Kiss? ................I can't!!!!

I just realised I totally forgotten about my First Kiss. Where it was, What happened and How it felt like. Probably, the place - but just not that excitement I remembered years ago. Can't seem to recollect any moment of that special moment. (can somebody give some pointers to refresh my memory! if anybody knows...)

Hm - I did remember I loved this guy till my last breath and was willing to sacrifice anything for him! How could I possibly forget that First Kiss?
Does that mean it wasn't love in the first place? *darn, wat was I thinking all those time*

This thing haunts me right now because I always thought my first love will always stay fresh, but this time round, I realise it doesn't. *sigh*

The funny thing is, all I can remember now is the first time Kevin took my hand and said he wants me -- in the cafeteria of Sunway College. *HAHA* -at least I can still remember that big gulp I swallowed down my throat!

Officially Missing You

Watch This!

So many things to say and I can't finish them all. Don't even wanna start to give priority to any.

Check out my facebook to know what I'm doing for the past 2 months...

Savior of my soul

You're the savior of my soul
You're the one I'm reaching for
You're the King of Kings
You're the Lord of Lords
No one else can take your place

You're the savior of my soul
You're the savior of my soul
You're the end of all my journey
The beginning of my dreams
The one who holds my hopes and tears
and lives inside of me!

Mehandi!

That's something I can do in India...

There are also things of which I am really not comfortable about being in India - of which I really wanna say....

1) I'm very fat - Stop looking at me

2) I know I'm probably the fairest creature you have ever seen - Stop staring at me

3) I might be the only chinese you have ever come across - Stop ogling!!

Incidents:-

- I went to Charminar and suddenly got videoshot by this random man on the street

- Since I'm easily spotted anywhere I go, and perceived as somebody with deep pockets - I am also the first one the promoters spot - they don't leave me alone

- Shoe-shopping is the most suffocating part. India has no heels - only fabulous flats. What more, they try the shoes on me as if I'm Cinderella II

- I always get "international" price everytime I bargain

- etc.

LEAVE ME ALONE!!!