What I said of not worrying about calories when I'm out with my boy is really evident today. We had a fantastic dinner at Aunty Kim's Korean Restaurant. Thank you darling. =)

The complimentary sides.

Seafood pancake. Starchy but nice.

His dish and mine respectively. His was some rice dish where a sweet/spicy sauce is poured over it and the egg being mashed up with everything else. A pity that I abstain from rice, so I only did a taste test. Not too bad.

The beef with special sauce was YUM! My baby agreed with me! We were both too full to stuff everything down, and so we left quite a fair portion of the pancake behind (it had a 12-inch radius can!). I know it's bad to waste food, but not like we didn't try our best. Oh well.

I enjoy time spent with my one and only. =)))

You know how it is that when you're with your loved one(s), you can set aside things and forgo certain rules of your own, make concessions, et cetera. For me would be my idiosyncrasy towards food.

With him, my dieting plans are temporarily hurled aside, and it really doesn't cause me any uneasiness or distress, unlike before.

We re-visited Ice Kimo earlier today and had the double scoop of green tea & red bean and chempedak. Simply yum! Sent him off to Pasir Ris and he bought me a donut which had a corny name of Princess Donut. -_-

Great, ice cream for lunch and a donut for dinner. Junk, all junk. -_-

Retail therapy is really extremely therapeutic, but that only applies to the soul and mood, definitely not for the poor feet and wallet. For someone like me who has been advised against exercising, shopping is a sure and good way to burn off some calories. That beats sitting around and accumulating fats, no?

Bought a tunic which is supposed to be a long top, but because I'm not tall (okay fine, I'm short, so?), it passes off as a dress for me, and I love it so very much. But of course, an enjoyable shopping spree would not have been possible if not for the right shopping partner.

At 6.30pm, the first "meal" for both of us was this:

Mine Hers

Uh huh, no food consumption for the entire day and we settled for desserts as our breakfast/lunch/dinner. There's something very wrong with our systems, but it doesn't matter so long we're happy.

Happy 25th birthday to my elder brother!

Oh, sidetrack a little here. Friendster is so screwed up that when I saw this, I was holding back my laughter so hard that I swear could easily cause another Pneumothorax attack. Take a look at "38 years ago".

After passing my Basic Theory Test on the first attempt more than 2 years ago, I procrastinated until today to book lessons for my practical. And I hopped from BBDC to SSDC.

In less than 10 days I'd be starting my first lesson, which is damn fast according to my boy. He waited about a month to start lessons back then, so I suppose it's really very fast for my case.

After 2 years of procrastination, finally, this is it. LOL!

Yay-ness to the green tea and red bean ice cream at Ice Kimo. Amazing that I'm on the low side (and still dropping) despite not exercising for almost over a month now and still indulging in all the good stuff with him. Weekends are not meant for calorie counting, just sheer blissful indulgence. =)

The Simpsons was a great "just for laughs" show, super retarded but extremely enjoyable. But of course, nothing beats the company I had.

X-ray today revealed that the excess air is finally totally gone, and because on the 19th there was still some remaining air, the respiratory specialist concluded that my wound just healed within last week.

The worst news I got from him was that I was not to do any exercise at all for the next 6 weeks, apparently to allow the wound to heal completely and to prevent another chance for my damn lung to puncture again. WTF. So any exercise that requires me to inhale with more strength than usual is totally out for me. Doesn't that very much concludes that EVERYTHING is out? Damn. 6 freaking weeks before I can put on those runners again. =(

The Countryside girl is off to have a particular Tamarind for dessert. Yum, exotic delicacy.

My new toy that Mom bought for me. An air purifier, no thanks to the recent relapse of Pneumothorax.

Goodbye to stale air in my room, hello to nice fresh smelling air. And apparently the scent that Mom chose would help me to sleep better. Not that I have much problems sleeping lately, in fact, I'm sleeping almost at about the same time as when my boy has his lights out in camp. Oh, the goodness of being accustomed to sleeping "normally" again, or rather, at a more humane timing.

And it's Wednesday! Yeah, not a big deal to many out there, but it is to me! In about 48 hours' time, I'll get to see that goofy face again! With a smile plastered to my face, I want this 48 hours to swoop by fast.

Horror of all horrors! The lung specialist forbade me to do any form of exercise until the remaining air is totally gone. This is really bad! No jogging and I'm so going to turn into a fat glob of lard! DAMN!

In a week's time I still have to go back for another follow up and take another x-ray. At the rate I'm receiving so many x-rays, I can just imagine the number of cells being killed. 5 x-rays in 2 weeks, 10 x-rays so far in 5 months. If Pneumothorax doesn't kill me, I bet the x-rays will. -_-

If ever Pneumothorax returns, the doctors are going to glue my lung to the wall of the ribcage to substantially reduce another recurrence. Now, that sounds promising!

Been a week since I last saw him, and it's another dreadful week to go. Right after my appointment next week, I'll get to see my boy! Yay for that! =)))

The power of taking medication that causes drowsiness is that I managed to sleep through everything without remembering what I did or did not do.

I downed cough syrup, flu pills, and muscle relaxants that was prescribed and sleepiness got to me at 2030. The best part was I totally could not remember my boy calling me at 2215 and he even messaged me after hanging up. I think I actually read it but I really have no damn recollection at all when I just read it again. All these only surfaced when I asked him why he did not call, totally OOPS.

Checked my drafts and found a message full of gibberish that was meant to be sent to the boy, and that message was, "I cvudf?.g i" Now somebody, tell me what the hell was that all about?

Oh anyway, thanks to all who called or messaged for well wishes. I must have sounded like I was in spaceland last night, sorry, can't help it! LOL. Right, I should go try to sleep somemore.

And the verdict, it's Pneumothorax, again.

Like before, it's the same lung.
Like before, I was poked twice by the doctor.
Like before, the needle was used on me (but the doctor's initial decision was to use a chest tube, thank goodness I didn't have to go through that).
Like before, I spent many hours at TTSH. (read: 0900-1830)
Like before, I have to go back to see the specialist.

Unlike before, my doctor wasn't all that cute, though still easy on the eyes.
Unlike before, the anaesthetic didn't quite work on the first jab, and so I actually felt pain when the needle was inserted in me.
Unlike before, I had a major diarrhoea going on today and I had to battle the pain both from my tummy and my chest. (and the doctor operating on me forbade me to clear my system before the operation for, quote "I need to monitor you and make sure you don't pass out in the toilet, just hold it for 15 minutes." And so he lied, for the operation took longer than that.)
Unlike before, the amount of air extracted was 780ml (previously: 480ml).
Unlike before, I still have a remaining of approximately 50ml of air left in me.
Unlike before, I was put on a drip. (and hell, I was jabbed thrice before the doctor found a suitable vein.)
Unlike before, I still feel some tightness in my chest.
Unlike before, my boy (although then he wasn't my boy yet) couldn't be with me today.
And unlike before, I had Orange by my side all those while, and that instantly brought my boy's presence very much felt. =)


My love --- 3 insertions,1 plastered, 1 exposed, 1 with tube.

What you get for moving around too much.

Oh crap, there's this nagging pain in my right chest when I inhale, just like the last time when Pneumothorax hit me in February. Doctor said that there is a tendency of a relapse but I damn sure hope that this is not it again.

I'm hoping that it's due to the fact that I'm having a sore throat and flu and that the incessant coughing is the cause of the pain. No, I don't need Pneumothorax to hit me again now. Damn it.

And the fact that I'm missing him is not helping one bit. =(

Tomorrow is the day that I would lose the luxury of constantly having my boy around. Tomorrow is the day where Orange would temporarily start to replace my boy's hugs.

We went shopping for Orange's clothes earlier, and here's Orange in Tigger's overalls. Now I can hug her to sleep without having to fear of destroying her delicate fur.

I'm so going to miss him. =(

In a few days time, the Army would be taking my boy. So today we went out to have fun, and to stuff ourselves silly with food before he'll be deprived of such in NS.

Went to Kuishin-Bo for lunch, but seriously, with all the rave about how good it is, I personally found it quite average. I only really enjoyed their super thick slices of salmon sashimi, the pork kebab and the green tea ice cream. Other than that, food there was quite ordinary. Maybe because I didn't try everything there, so I might have missed out on some good stuff, but I'd rather go for ala carte at Waraku than stuffing myself silly at Kuishin-Bo. But nevermind, for we have to give everything in life a shot.

Build-A-Bear Workshop just released their limited edition Autumn Bear which I set eyes on prior to the launch. 06/07/07 was the launch and today I'm a proud owner of one of them. =) It's orange and furry and so very cuddly, and it even has a birth certificate, which includes its name, height and weight measurements, as well as the owner's name, that would very well be me. Of course, the birth of Orange was made possible by my one and only. =) I love Orange a lot.

We're ending today with very nice white wine. =) Perfect.

We conquered the distance from Yishun to Countryside (YCK) on foot. I adore long walks like this. More please!

Trooped down to SGCC with my boy earlier today for a tanning session, with the new bikini set that he got for me the other time. Very pretty, heh. And now that poor boy's burnt, lobster red, LOL!

Late lunch at the poolside cafe was very nice for I got to savour very chewy beef hor fun and yummy ice cream.

He then drove us to Sentosa and we walked the whole of Palawan Beach. And oh holly molly, we bumped into Wei Quan. Fancy bumping into him, hur.

The entire day was good, very good. =)

The people around me whom I love are receiving the brunt of this certain disability of mine.

And I'm sorry. I'll try to make things right, with my willpower (or whatever there is left of it).

Oh yay, I slept at 3am with much difficulty and I'm already so damn wide awake now. Tell me it feels to have a sleeping disorder. -_-

On average, it takes me at least half an hour to fall asleep, and on bad nights, it can max out to 2 hours or so. Any methods that can enable me to sleep with ease and peace?

By right I should be dead tired last night after jogging with my boy in the evening. Isn't exercising one of the remedies that ensures sleep to embrace you with ease? There's something extremely wrong with my body's mechanisms. And this has been going on for way too long.

Happy 20th birthday you stinky little brother!

Our sin for the day: Belgian chocolate fondue.


The chocolate was really very thick and rich. Extremely good fondue, and although we've not had our breakfast or lunch at 4pm yet, we had problems finishing the entire thing. So that very much explains the portion of fruits that was served as well as the richness of the chocolate huh?

For $14.80, you get a huge serving of fruits and marshmellows, any 2 flavours of ice cream (which was really 2 scoops of each flavour, making it 4 scoops altogether), 2 very fluffy, crispy and tasty waffles (which was the winner to me), and not forgetting the pot of Belgian chocolate itself. So, what more can you ask for?

And believe it or not, this ang mo dessert is not located at some posh place. It's at Golden Mile Food Centre, below Army Market. Yes, hawker centre.

The power of food blog hopping. Hah.

I love my boy's place. Huge, dark (in a nice and cosy way), and comfortable. Like a spoilt prince, he has a big queen size bed that's my paradise (not that my queen size bed isn't nice, it's just different).

Sidenote: 4 days, 3 nights boot camp at Countryside coming up! LOL.

Year 1 Sem 2, Year 2 Sem 1, not much of a difference what.
Just like 12 years old and 21 years old, not much of a difference.
-rolleyes-

Received a scent that made its way back from Capri, Italy. 13 hours across the ocean, and I was told to use it sparingly, for it can only be found in Capri. Thank you.

Third post in a day and I know this is getting too much but I can't help it, because I'm so happy that I've finally bought my laptop! -triple grin-

News Report: Water Pipe Burst in Countryside

Not the entire Countryside Estate, but this particular unit in the estate. But that really is so not funny. The water pipe overhead my brothers' room apparently leaked silently earlier while my younger brother was poo-ing and it rained all over the house.

Now the stairs and stairs landing are all wet and slippery, and oh God forbid, I may just slip and fall to my death later. What's worse is that nobody's at home! Uncle brought my gramps AND the maid (for the maid's my grandpa's personal assistant) out!

And for the best thing, I'm stuck at home with no water to brush my teeth, lest shower. Horror of all horrors? Yes, indeed. But my boy, being the always loving and sweet boyfriend, has offered to come and pick me up to go shower over at his crib! It's just my lucky day that he didn't go to work today! =)))

So now, I patiently await his arrival. Heh.

Finally, after a long wait, I get to dine at Waraku. Fabulous Japanese food, and the outlet at ECP was really a very good experience. Nice ambience and all.

Strolled along the beach with the boy, and had a nice talk about the past and all the missed opportunities. Wasted, I would agree, but it really doesn't matter now, does it? Because now we're able to carve out a future that belongs to us. =)

He drove around aimlessly for a while, which was fine by me, for I love car rides. Ended up at some place special, somewhere that he had brought me to before, and somewhere that holds sweet memories for me. My special place with him.

And the perfect day ended with a perfect note. Jay-Jay, I love you. =)


Sashimi - 5 kinds --- Look at the size of it!


His: Creamy Scallop Udon --- Mine: Cod Fish & Veg in Spicy Miso Soup

LOL. My boyfriend is such a retard, but a cute one at that. He rushed all the way to work, only to realize that he did not bring his office door key. So, being locked out means that he doesn't have to work!

So now he's on his way over to my crib.

My computer died on me. Apparently, the hard disk is gone case, and this is not the first time that my computer decided that it has reached its maximum life span. So fine, in a week or two, a laptop shall take over its place, for good.

Was out with Deltarians earlier today. Actually, inclusive of me, there were just 4 of us. Quite a number couldn't make it at the last minute, and it really is quite a bummer. Suki Sakura buffet followed by Pirates of the Caribbean (again, for 3 of us).

Seriously, Pirates is a show that's really worth watching again and again. This round made me understand the show better, and I saw parts that I do not remember watching the first time round. Even my boy and another guy saw parts that were missed before.

Hopefully there'll be an improvement in attendance the next round.

Slacking at home with that lazy bum, watching taped movies, VCDs, DVDs etc, is really one of the pleasures in life that money cannot buy.

He miraculously received 2 preview tickets for Ocean's Thirteen from his mother and so we're going to catch it later this evening! Yay!

And so, I've finally gotten my Papillio! They are so gorgeous! Even the colour looks so yummylicious to me! LOL!


A pretty keychain came along with it!

Popped by the library earlier with my boy, and I can finally start my intensive reading again! Damn, how I miss reading so very much! Best thing is that NLB is doubling the loan quota from now till July! =)

Finally, my month long ordeal is over! Now Expo gives me exam jitters! Exams are finally over BUT I'm stressing over something new, the results. Damn. Bury me 6 feet under please.

On a happier note, my Papillio's here! After the whole sucky issue of Management Accounting, I received a message from my sister-in-law-to-be, telling me that my 21st birthday present is here! Will be getting it from my brother later tonight! I can't wait! Pictures of it will be up when I lay my hands on that pretty little orange Papillio!

And I can't wait for my boy to bunk over tonight as well, muahahaha! Yay, holiday time! Till September I think. Triple yay!

BBQ buffet dinner at Hotel Rendezvous tonight. And as quoted from mom, "spouses are invited". LOL. Elder brother with his wife-to-be, and myself with the boy. =)

I could live like this forever, just snuggled deep in your embrace.


Part 1 - Gelare ice cream cake. =) --- Swensen's ice cream cake from parents.

Us. ----------- That orange dress. =)

Part 2 - halfway through dinner. -- Part 3 - Gold Class!I miss my bones! DIET!

Stepping into adulthood feels very normal actually. It's no different from any other birthdays over the last 2 decades. But the one thing that stood out this year was that the sweetest thing on earth made it an extremely unforgettable experience for me.

And so, parts 2, 3 and 4 are out.

Part 2: Dinner at White Dog Cafe. Yum.

Part 3: (The one that really took my breath away) Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End. So, what's so special about catching Pirates on the second day of its screening you may ask? It makes a world of difference when you catch a movie like that in Gold Class seating! Laid back in that big soft comfy recliner, with a fresh smelling blanket to snuggle under. Now, THAT'S the difference! And of course, my boy was the mastermind of it all.

Part 4: Up to Mount Faber we went! Walked a little, sat a lot, and simply gazed at the blanket of stars up above.

Thank you dar, for making my 21st such a memorable one. You must be really tired, driving around, making sure that the plans flowed according to timing. I heart you much. =)

Thank you to all who've wished me too, be it via SMS, MSN, Friendster, or personally. Thank you.

Before midnight, he said:

[1O] cma says:
anyway
[1O] cma says:
cake making time again! (read: shit)

At the stroke of midnight, part 1 of my surprise arrived.

A note reminder on my phone told me to head out of my gate for a surprise and what met me was the sweetest thing ever.


This was supposedly the ice cream cake that I wanted, and Mom initially agreed, but due to inconvenience of collection, she told me to choose another ice cream cake from Swensen's instead.

My darling knew how much I'm in love with this pretty cake, so he made all the weird arrangements with Ros. And appearing at my gate with it, the cake that he apparently "went to make".

Now, I'm so anticipating the rest of the day, and most importantly, the moment when I can finally slip into that pretty little orange thing. =) Thank you for part one!

The revival of my Nokia 7200 adds on to my happiness!

We were making Sunquick orange squash just now and he was saying that in the past, his tuition teacher would make that for him with a dollop of honey, which makes the drink taste sweeter and better.

Me: But I've got no honey now.
Him: Huh? Then what am I?
Me: -________-"

Whatever NJ4! You come up with the weirdest taglines ever!

I'm happy for a couple of people, especially for Ben. So glad that you've finally opened up and set that barrier in your heart aside. Go, embrace her wholeheartedly! I wish you all the best! And no, I'm not your guardian angel or whatsoever, I'm just your bestie who's been by you for 7 years and counting, and you have been too!

I know you fairly well (I daresay 95% or more), and so able to predict certain things and traits of you. And the predictions of your partners? LOL. Never been wrong there either, have I? I'm happy that you're happy, and also glad that you share your happiness with me. There's a lot of "happy" in that sentence. Whatever the case, jiayou!

On a sidenote, I was craving for something cold and sweet and so I made my very own mango milkshake! Mmm, I love that sludgy texture of the milkshake as it slithers down my throat with ease. Yum! =)

Happy day, happy drink. =)

Happy birthday Daddy! I love my Dad heaps. MWAHH!

Him: pes a
Me : i know u pes A ah
Him: hahah shh dun tell anyone, actually the doctors wanted to give me pes DIST, hahaha!

Try harder to fool me next time. That was good, but good from the bottom. It only made me want to wallop you.

And so, the best lameness award goes to... NJ4! -_-

Today was a happy day. Trotted down to town with my boy and he insisted on getting me the belt that I wanted just so to "complete my birthday suit". Thank you.

We're three, and it's my turn to plan, so I brought him to my planned place for dinner. We had a super quiet night and a dinner that was planned to be slow pace but circumstance disallowed that. Nonetheless, still it was time well spent. =)

Seems like we're always spending our special day at quiet places for dinner aye? That's fine by me though, no interruptions and away from all the bustle.

His boiled barramund. ---- My red snapper.

I just learnt a shocking news today. Something that I had all the rights to know about, yet kept in the dark for nearly 2.5 years!

He should be socially responsible enough to let people close to him know, and when I mean close, I'm referring to physical closeness. How can you keep someone in the dark about something so important? For fuck's sake, it concerns the other party. Beyond redemption.

And because of one irresponsible asshole, it's causing me to worry not only for myself, but for others. Damn you, understand? BAH!

On a lighter note, I just borrowed my elder brother's old O2 mini! One day with just one phone is torturous.

Damn, I feel super handicapped now! Some time in end March, my old phone (Nokia 7200) died, and today, my even older phone (Nokia 6510) died. From three phones, I'm down to one, how to survive?

I already felt super deprived with one phone less, and now this has to happen? zZzZz! My W850i is still pretty reliable as of now, but I think I'm going to get another Sony Ericsson. Maybe one of those older models that's still quite stylish. Ah, what the hell.

Threw out my old pair of Nike running shoes some time last year and I never got down to replacing it until today.

This pair was practically calling out to me with its vibrant colour, and I really couldn't say no to it. Initially wanted an orange pair, also from Adidas, but they didn't have my size, so we carried on our search, and finally this pair was begging me to get it.

My boy's been wanting to go jogging with me for ages, now we can! Work hard together, and try to be at our best in two weeks' time! =)

With two big bright purple smileys on my calendar for two consecutive days, what else can I ask for? I'm doing my best. Recovery, here I come.

I've got so many reasons to rejoice today.

First is because one paper is finally down! Following that, I've caught Spiderman 3, and it's really something worth watching. It was worth getting those tear ducts to work too! Then my boy brought me to satisfy my long awaited avocado milkshake craving.

Last but not least, as well as the sweetest and best thing to rejoice about, is that he bought me a very pretty orange tube dress!!! And it's not like I've been eyeing that dress or anything, in fact, it's my first time today that I'm seeing it. He bought it because he found it nice and reckoned that I would like it. I love it, simply because I'm an orange fanatic (ever since Primary school when my Art teacher told us to tell her what's our favourite colour) and because it's from him!

But I'm only to wear that dress on my birthday, and that's by his word. So okay, I shall just have to feast my eyes on it in the meantime. I'm not impatient, I can wait. =)

Achieved my first big bright purple smiley for the month of May today.

Just got back from dinner at Botak Jones with my family. Urgh, the strain on my tummy is killing me! None of us cleaned our plates because it was simply quite impossible to. The serving of fries was insane and the same applies for the coleslaw.

Nonetheless, all of us left the table happily patting our bloated tummies. Definitely a calorie loaded dinner, but a great one that's worth it. What's most important is that Mom was happy.

I trust what I know. But whatever for?

Happy Birthday Mommy!!!!! =)

Sidetrack a little, got this crazy quiz link from Jo's blog and it's been my source of entertainment for the last couple of days! And finally, today, I reached the very last question of the damn quiz!!!!!

Sadly, still unable to complete it because of some hiccups. So, no skipping huh? I shall try then! Save my skips for the ultimate question! My boy's addicted to this damn quiz too. Tsk, very bad for us.

Back to the main focus, happy birthday Mom, I love you! =)

edit// My boy completed that super duper crazy quiz! I will too, but tomorrow. It's late and I'm tired of that quiz. zZzZz.

My mom was at AMKhub earlier and she called to ask if I wanted anything from NTUC. SMS-ed her a list (as instructed by her) of what I wanted, and I was expecting only one of each. My mom came back with more than what I expected. Her logic: 'Since I'm there, just stock up for you so you don't have to keep making so many trips down yourself.' Mommy's the best. Whose mom isn't right?

Now I can open a mini-mart selling granola bars. Hahaha.


All except the box of Oats 'N Honey granola bars were bought by mom.

Waking up with you by my side,
Is bliss that can't be bought.
Hearing your light breathing, if not experienced,
Is something that can't be thought.

Buried tight within the sheets,
My boy is still asleep.
Sleep well, dream well, don't wake just yet
For I love to see you snuggled deep in my bed.