plain strawberries will do (:

it was such a last min decision to go club.
with a BIGG shopping bag (quilt to be exact) in my hand,
and causal attire and there we went into the club cause its LADIES NIGHT!

Though its merely 2 hours in Butter Factory, the companies are *thumbs up*,
well except abit too crowded, abit too hot, abit too many weird ppl ard. Hmmm, maybe the nxt time i wanna go will be this. (sounds so noob but yea, has beeen 21435 years since i clubbed ok)

I realised its a knid of qns that is thrown back to me every now and then, and somewhat it gets me all confused. That is when I'm information overload and i cant process everything so fast and neatly in my mind and that's what I started to have a feeling of doubt. But when im again all alone, I can think clearer, and everything falls back into its original place and thats when i realised there's actually nth much for me to worry about.

somebody asked me: at this point of time in your life ( I mean NOWWW), will you choose chocolate-coated strawberries r/s where you know there will always be a tinge of sweetness and abit of sourness when you bite into it, devouring the dessert while enjoying the change of taste in your mouth. Or, will you choose raisin bread which you know its not as delicious as strawberries, but once in a while when you bite into the raisins, the juiciness of the raisins filled your mouth, giving you the equal satisfaction strawberries give. SO, whats ur choice?

upon seeing this, I can NEVER success in dieting pleaseeee! ):



after looking at one after another strawberries photos, i came to realise they are so beautiful.
baby, i don't need a strawberrries field, nor all these sweet little treats.

maybe maybe maybe, all i wanna is thisss......
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ONE DAMN BIG STRAWBERRY TO LAST THROUGH MY LIFETIME :DDDDD

pictures say it all

our regular customer. to the extent that she knows most of the scoopies!

byebye to ivan. but still will seee your pangsai face eveyr now and then.

My pangsai birds. #1 and #2. totally irritating but still love you (:


The Beautilful View of Somerset At a Higher Height (: Accompany by great company. Where I almost get myself trapped in the shopping mall. =/




My lovely present for you. sometimes its good to have a little pampering to yourself though it burns a BIGGGGGGGGGGGG hole in your pocket.




Fiona's 21st!

when the bday girl isnt at home and we have to entertain ourselves somehow, then after which sweat ourselves out hiding behind the mj table. Fiona, u need to have more fans in your house! =/

The happpiest girl on 2oct (:

So should it be 'happy birthday Jappo' ? Hahaa, at least this is the kind of fun i miss after so many so manyyy.


Sorry fiona, I cant resist but ask to take a photo with your mum, cause she's simply TOO HOT. =/




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times when life is at its peak, when only laughters can be heard and nonsense is made in the room, I can feel that this is the moment I wanna live for. But there's times when life is at its lowest, when tears are shed and literally cried the hearts out and having terrible heartaches, i know this is inevitable. we need to have ups and downs to compensate for the balance emotions in us. Who would want to have sadness in their life, but when mistakes are made and lessons are learnt(hopefully), I'm hoping for a miracle actually. Its hard to not worry about what's going to happen, because of the fear of making the same mistake again. yet the more we worry about what's going to happen, the more we will assume what's going to be result. Yet on the other side, you will still give yourself hopes because of 'always look at the brighter side of your life' . Then eventually when you are used to 'holding on to that hope' , and the result diff, this is the time when the reality slaps you in the face and ask u to wake up.
Then again, its hard not to think about it. Though pretendious can be very real, the real emotion inside is making you spin. Maybe this is it. Maybe its late and i need to stop blogging. Maybe I need to go slp to think about other stuffs.