
The USsenal Wedding
The ideal of The USsenal Wedding originated from our favourite soccer team. Nevertheless, our favourite team is definitely Arsenal FC.
Alot of my friends asked me :''Why 'USsenal' and not 'Arsenal', was it a typo error'?
Well, the US in 'USsenal Wedding' stands for the 'two of US' as well as 'Unique & Significant' - which represented the feelings towards our relationship throughout these years.
Most importantly, it represented the club that we both loved so much since our dating days.
Arsenal - always Unique & Significant to the both of US. Cheers (''.)
Alot of my friends asked me :''Why 'USsenal' and not 'Arsenal', was it a typo error'?
Well, the US in 'USsenal Wedding' stands for the 'two of US' as well as 'Unique & Significant' - which represented the feelings towards our relationship throughout these years.
Most importantly, it represented the club that we both loved so much since our dating days.
Arsenal - always Unique & Significant to the both of US. Cheers (''.)
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Does the world have an Iron Man to save it from North Korea?
April has been a month filled with much suspense on the national papers in every country. What will they do? What are they planning to do? Will their attack spell the end of Girls Generation and all the oppa handsome actors and not forgetting the gangnam 'shake your bon bon' oppa?
However, it all seems to have quieten down. Not sure what the joker from the North is planning. Not even sure at all if their self scripted, self directed and self action drama is useful for their own people. I was guessing if North wanted to send a strong message to the world, it is either to launch a super warhead that could terminate half of USA or big enough to sink a notable city, which would likely to be Singapore.
Well, of course, more unpredictable things have happened. Besides Arsenal traitor RVP finally winning a title with arch rivals Man Utd, it is even stranger that Arsenal will have to do a lap of honour since Arsenal is the team they next play after the title win at Aston Villa. Full 100% mockery of the situation at Arsenal that players leave to win things elsewhere.
April has come on quickly. Just as the month approaches May and will also soon hit the half-year mark as well, another notable thing happened in Singapore.The War Memorial at City Hall was vandalised with this word: A crossed out Democracy.
While many citizens may have their beef with the local government and certain policies such as high prices of flats, transport woes, it isn't as if the government is sitting on the fat cow. As much as I have voiced out about how certain things can improve, it is notable that the government has been trying hard to win the citizens over and has been going places where they have never been. Engaging citizens in live shows on how to improve the nation forward, giving trial of free transport for early commuters. While there is still a lot to work on, I believe changes don't just come at the whisper of 1 word. We must accept that our government is no Aladdin and there is no magic lamp. Every piece of thing that we have now is due to the hard work of early forefathers. We must accept that no matter how we look, the Singapore of today cannot be compared to the one in the flourishing 80s. Terrain of the economy , inside and outside of it are all different. As a city becomes densely populated, inflation is bound to come in. We must advocate the best polices ever, but never to forget our roots and values.
As such, while i was browsing through the comments posted on the article link by Channelnewsasia, I was appalled to find out 1 certain netizen who seeemd to feel it was okay to deface the memorial. He talked about the rights of gays and on more for his selfish means. The one thing which we can use to gauge the speed of change in the world today is this: Gays over in some countries have the right to get married even. Even as you speak bad of gays in the local community media, you risk the chance of getting flamed. I just don't see it any way how it can be right. Nature has deemed like poles of the magnetic field to always repel. How a person can be homosexual is really down to the beliefs and choices of the individual. Your parents don't teach you that you can marry the same sex since you are a child, that I am very sure of. We went through the right education being taught in school and received the right values about rights and wrongs about this topic. So, selfish excuses won't work at all.
It was already bad enough to see an honoured war memorial being defaced. Adding on some stupid comments such as the one above who use it to spear head his gay rights and others such as' big deal' , i feel these people are utterly useless in my view.
Let me ask you something. Have you ever stopped and paused to think that the very step you are standing now used to be a flat piece of land where your forefathers fought to the very death with our perpetrators during the world war? Where dirty people spat into the grounds stand the very same land which others' blood has soaked in just for our land to be free.People who left their familes behind just to join the war so that other families including theirs will be free. Think about it. When people can't even think deep and have some respect for the honoured dead, what use of the person could he render to the country in need? This person will run first and say'big deal, I don't care'
Oh yes, on a side note. April has also been such a hot month that you have to pray you don't have diarrhoea as you will realise you are not only losing water at the bottom end, you are also facing water loss from the extreme heat facing Singapore for this month. Maybe it is good training for us before we go and visit Pornsak Sukhumvit soon.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
20 months exactly, the date meter of the blog wrote. Time had passed quickly since our wedding on 16 July 2011. Every time I watched the video montage of our wedding, I am so touched by everything that happened. Of course, the short montage was able to sum up the feelings felt that day graphically.
The preparation prior, the meeting with Whye Keen, the rehearsal in Church, Church wedding prepartory classes, restaurant booking, invitation cards, wedding shoot..tekaning of my buddies on the wedding day, receiving the bride and so on and so forth..
Such memories will be iron cast.
As we look forward, its a longer road down the lane. As Jing mentioned to me a sight of an old couple eating beside her table one day at Crystal Jade. The old couple had both grey hair and should be considerably into their 70s. Their actions were relaxed and they both shared a bowl of congee and a couple side dishes.She mentioned this again when remarking that the local govt should make transport free for senior citizens past the retirement age. But I am very sure she must be thinking how many couples are able to be like that grand old couple she saw. As techology changes and people's lives changes so quickly, a couple's similar interests may wane as time grows. Is that why couples decided ultimately then that they should go separate ways since they share no interests together then?
I beg to differ.
Marriage doesnt mean that couples have finally found the correct person to spend the life with. To me, it is more about making and creating the journey which a couple has to take correct and not just focused on finding the correct person to take with you. As Jing's favourite singer JJ Lin puts it in one of his songs, it doesn't matter how old you are and how both people are.Just a piece of youtiao and soya bean being shared will make the day as long as both enjoyed it.
Similarily, I can find similar couples in my parents and parents in law. Both set of golden loveys have been very good examples to follow. Of course although we are not able to compare equally due to the different types of leisure and things to do between our generation and theirs, the same methodlogy is there. Enjoying and refining one's own interests but at the end of the day still getting together to do things which both like and share with.
Well, i have not much to write on yet here, as I believe I am still learning.
Happy 20 months Anniversary.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
March Friendship
It's the month of March. Flower for the month of March would be the Daffodil. It is chosen to mean friendship and domestic happiness.
Xmas has passed and so have Chinese New Year celebrations which have came with a blast and over quickly.
2013 has indeed been special and so have the CNY celebrations that come with it.
For the first time, our own family including my brother's , have had our own reunion lunch this year. Good food was never in lack but somehow it just lacked that extra little oomph that families who eat together look for, especially on a special occasion. The meal was relatively quiet, not much topics on hand. Perhaps it could have been with my illness which I have carried from start of Jan 2013 to Feb 2013, right in the smack of CNY. The night was later spent at my granny's and there was much more chatter this time among my aunties and uncles, and not forgetting my cousins Nic and Mal. We grew up into our early teen years together and it seems that bonds created this year look hard to break. There is no ice breaker needed also even if we mostly meet once a year. I am sure whenever we meet, the rapport which we expect of each other will be the same, as per what it was during those Sesame Street years. Of course, due to the further studies both have had than me, i started to get lost in their topics once they started to talk abt investments where figures came to 6 figure sums.
As we really didn't get to play some cards that night, I went home earlier to prepare for my 'boyz to men' buddies. Jing was away at the in laws and despite my irritating cough, the 4 boyz of us managed to drink away several cans of beer to usher in the CNY. Played some dice and we have had not such a good laugh together for so long.Likewise, friendship bonds created like the 4 of us are hard to break,especially if forged in the hardest and the most testy of times, when one's loyalty and patience with one another comes tested. This year I will be going back ICT without them and i have already started to get hiccups and bad dreams such as being late for ICT and not really knowing where to go. However, I believe that wil not be the most challenging part in ICT. The hardest part will be the day i make my last insteps as a reservist NS men walking in Seletar.So much memories, so much joy and laughter and tears. Jack Neo should start to make a third army movie abt Ns Men and i will gladly sign up for the audition. As much as i detest some of the policies of our government, NS is one thing they have really scored a high mark here. Just look at what happened to Sabah, our East Malaysia neighbour who was recently attacked by a group of nonsensical amnesia struck filippinos who suddenly decided that they should come back and claim back Sabah after a 100 years. Should one day Raffles come back from the grave and says to want singapore back, i will not hesitate be Dean or Sam and send him back to where he belongs....
On another note, it was also the first time i have invited colleagues back to home for not only 1 meal, but also on the nearly last day of CNY. Jeanie, Macy and Yvonne. Best of my current colleagues and it was very good to see Jing talking and sharing things with them as if they were long lost friends.
Good food, good companionship and a good feel among all. To cap it off, Arsenal won both games on the CNY eve and the eve of Yuan Xiao. =D
Friday, February 22, 2013
Practice of LOVE
JJ Lim Jun Jie latest Album - Practice of LOVE.
I am definitely soooo gonna getting this albium. Never have I missed anyh one of his albums since his debut.
18th Feb. 2013 - Debut of his Practice of Love Album
It got me wondering... .... Does LOVE really allows one to practice? Do you think with more practices, then the Real LOVE will be there for us?
修煉愛情
主唱:林俊傑
作曲:林俊傑
填詞:易家揚
I am definitely soooo gonna getting this albium. Never have I missed anyh one of his albums since his debut.
18th Feb. 2013 - Debut of his Practice of Love Album
It got me wondering... .... Does LOVE really allows one to practice? Do you think with more practices, then the Real LOVE will be there for us?
修煉愛情
主唱:林俊傑
作曲:林俊傑
填詞:易家揚
沒什麼要失望 藏眼淚到心臟
往事不會說謊別跟它為難
我們兩人之間不需要這樣
我想
修煉愛情的心酸 學會放好以前的渴望
我們那些信仰 要忘記多難
遠距離的欣賞 近距離的迷惘
誰說太陽會找到月亮
別人有的愛 我們不可能模仿
修煉愛情的悲歡 我們這些努力不簡單
快樂煉成淚水 是一種勇敢
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
記憶它真囂張 路燈把痛點亮
情人一起看過多少次月亮
他在天空看過多少次遺忘
多少心慌
修煉愛情的心酸 學會放好以前的渴望
我們那些信仰 要忘記多難
遠距離的欣賞 近距離的迷惘
誰說太陽會找到月亮
別人有的愛 我們不可能模仿
修煉愛情的悲歡 我們這些努力不簡單
快樂煉成淚水 是一種勇敢
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
笑著說愛讓人瘋狂
哭著說愛讓人緊張
忘不了那個人就投降
修煉愛情的悲歡 我們這些努力不簡單
快樂煉成淚水 是一種勇敢
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
往事不會說謊別跟它為難
我們兩人之間不需要這樣
我想
修煉愛情的心酸 學會放好以前的渴望
我們那些信仰 要忘記多難
遠距離的欣賞 近距離的迷惘
誰說太陽會找到月亮
別人有的愛 我們不可能模仿
修煉愛情的悲歡 我們這些努力不簡單
快樂煉成淚水 是一種勇敢
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
記憶它真囂張 路燈把痛點亮
情人一起看過多少次月亮
他在天空看過多少次遺忘
多少心慌
修煉愛情的心酸 學會放好以前的渴望
我們那些信仰 要忘記多難
遠距離的欣賞 近距離的迷惘
誰說太陽會找到月亮
別人有的愛 我們不可能模仿
修煉愛情的悲歡 我們這些努力不簡單
快樂煉成淚水 是一種勇敢
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
笑著說愛讓人瘋狂
哭著說愛讓人緊張
忘不了那個人就投降
修煉愛情的悲歡 我們這些努力不簡單
快樂煉成淚水 是一種勇敢
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
幾年前的幻想 幾年後的原諒
為一張臉去養一身傷
別講想念我 我會受不了這樣
Saturday, February 9, 2013
The Smell of CNY
I woke up at 4am; awaken by the 'smell' of CNY - Chinese New Year.
Days of preparations, buying of stuffs and froceries in quantities that can last us days, stocking up of sweets, chocolates and tibits that we usually dont eat that much and of course not forgetting - CNY goodies.
This year preparation was pretty easy.
Usual years, we used to go to Chinatown but as Mr Chua was sick and hence, we got to give it a miss this year. Hmmm... something feels amiss but glad that the neighbourhood CNY bazaar makes up the most of it.
If you asked me what I liked most about CNY; that would be time with our precious ones. It's the only time we can sit down leisurely, no work, no pressure and only ample of time between us and our loved ones at home. Friends whom are usually very busy at work too have time to sit down for a can of beer and to watch the latest match of Arsenal together. That' definitely one of this year CNY itinerary.
Well, all I can say that is my Mr Chua is definitely excited about the match as he gotten a carton of beer, loads of tibits for this coming day - TODAY!. hehe
TBC... ...
Monday, February 4, 2013
我們的故事
我們的故事
主唱:光良
作曲:光良
填詞:伍阿冰
編曲:袁偉翔
監製:光良
流著眼淚看完你的日記
你曾不在意的原來安好的存放著
你說 是的 我愛你
看著你 我笑著抹去眼角的淚滴
輪廓那麼的清晰
閉上眼 深呼吸 腦海裡模糊的回憶
聽不見卻感覺 熟悉
這是我們的故事 曾經緊靠也曾經分離
那些已經缺席的劇情 錯過了 就讓它過去
雖然我們曾迷失 依然重複上演著甜蜜
已經沒有餘力說放棄 緊握了 就不要再失去
看著你 我笑著抹去眼角的淚滴
輪廓那麼的清晰
閉上眼 深呼吸 腦海裡模糊的回憶
聽不見卻感覺 熟悉
這是我們的故事 曾經緊靠也曾經分離
那些已經缺席的劇情 錯過了 就讓它過去
雖然我們曾迷失 依然重複上演著甜蜜
已經沒有餘力說放棄 緊握了就不要再失去
摀住我的耳朵感受著靜空的世界裡 斷了聯繫
低著頭靜靜的彈奏著寧靜被融化了
隱約你再聽見我說 是的我愛你
這是我們的故事 曾經緊靠也曾經分離
那些已經缺席的劇情 錯過了 就讓它過去
雖然我們曾迷失 依然重複上演著甜蜜
已經沒有餘力說放棄 緊握了就不要再失去
Monday, December 31, 2012
Half bloom with more to come in 2013
It is right at the end of the 2012, with barely a few hours to go before the skies goes all colourful with fire, smoke,cheers, aspirations and wishes to anticipate in 2013. While i am writing this, i am very sure of myself not to get distracted by the number of well wishes flooding in my Facebook/Iphone and the music ongoing below my block for the past number of days. -___-
As the days come closer to the end of the current year, Facebook posts have seen a graudal increase of personal reflections of what have gone through for themselves in the year 2012. Be it goals, targets, wishes or somethings gone not too well, many have also laid down their new year resolutions. How many resoulutions do we make and meet them at the end of the year? How many people eventually just forget what is even resolution talking about?
I have seen posts like reflecting upon a good year in their career, family or the dream of visiting a particular country or place. It seems funny that in 2012, it hasn't been too difficult to remember some key events. Probably aided by the state of media technology and the ease in obtaining news and info, it is as easy to remember and to forget once the wind blew past.
I believe some people have been busy up to the dot on the last day of 2012 in their work. To some, there will be hard to find some closure on 31 December due to their nature of work. For example, the police. How do they find closure in themselves, to close off the current year, shove every thing to the back of their mind and start afresh in 2013? While some may have been fortunate to take long leave at the end of the year to 'refresh' themselves, what about some others who have not been able to, perhaps like me to find closure in 2012? What can I choose to post in Facebook? What can I talk about such that 2013 looks a good year to look forward to and not the next lame apocalpyse? There are indeed many things to talk about and it was a hard choice till I experienced someone in the coffeshop today.
As I sat down with Jing after ordering our food and was about to tuck in the hot sizzling food in the cold rain, my eyes or rather our eyes captured a scene. Picture this: an old but sturdy man, strong looking holding several heavy plastic bags. Looking very rugged and wearing dirty clothes. His eyes were transfixed on something.Finding. Searching. He was not looking high and low in the coffeeshop. He went straight and soon disappeared out of sight. Upon some revelation about the elderly we just saw, he was reputed to be a man who would not take any donations or money of kind. He had sons or rather a son.
While slowly enjoying the last plate of food in the coffeshop in 2012(and definitely continuing in 2013...), my mind began to unravel what may have been going on in this Mr Senior's mind as he walked. Does he even know what day is tomorrow? It pains me to see eldery who sleep in the streets or having to drag large pieces of cardboard. I don't even want to mention those who were abandoned. While I agree that perhaps some may argue that Mr Senior may have been a loafer in his younger days and now has to suffer the fruit, however, no eldery deserved to be without support or help especially when he is no more the same and able.Even a murderer deserved his three meals in the prison, don't they?
As I began to walk further into the mind of Mr Senior, will it matter if he knows what day is tomorrow? Perhaps he has been through several paths of disappointment such that tomorrow brings nothing but another day of burden to find means of supporting himself. To him, a new year may just represent another year of uncertainity and worry. It could be just another day..
It was a timely reminder to ourselves to treasure what we have around us. While it was and will never be a rosy path each year, we have to look at what really matters to us and count the success in it, be it small or so tiny. When results have not been good either in family, life or work, do not just shove it underneath and say'Hey 2013 will be better lah, no need scared'. Do not be too harsh on yourself either. Work on it and continue the half good work into 2013 and judge yourself again then. Thus, to some a good year comes to a close. If not, dont' worry and put what was wrong in 2012, right in 2013 and I am very sure you will be reading this blog entry again on 31 December 2013 and smile to yourself. Give yourself a pat then because you deserved it.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Bells chime for the start of December, end of 2012.
The chimes of the first bells from the nearby church carrys a more significant meaning this morning. It will sound for the last time this year , meaning the curtains draw to a close once again for the year soon and anticipation fills for the next.
It is also a warmth to the heart that the festive period is approaching. As everyone starts to tie up the loose ends, appraisals and recollect how to do better than before, I would actually prefer to thank the Lord on how magificent his grace has been. There is never a stop to improvement but we should never stop to think for a moment and count our blessings for a change.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
我的男人不多说美丽的话
有一种男人话不多,也不说美丽的话语
我告诉你说:"我今天扫地抹橱柜时,差点儿从梯上摔下来。"本来我以为你会安慰说:"亲爱的,小心点儿。"但你说:"扫慢点,不就得了。"我伤心,我觉得你 一点儿不爱我,不在乎我。后来,我发现我们的橱柜和地板异常干净,干净的都不用我扫;一个月后我才发现,那是你每星期抽出30分钟的结果。
我告诉你:"我的头痛死了。"本来以为你会关心地说:"你怎么了,是不是病了,累不累?"但你说:"冲个冷水澡,一会儿就好了啦。"我生气,觉得你不爱我,不关心我,气冲冲地进了浴室。当我从浴室出来,我发现你留在桌上的一杯开水和止痛药。
我告诉你说:"我想吃斋米粉。"本来以为你会关心地说:"你想吃啊,我明天去买给妳。"即使敷衍几句也好,但你说:"吃什么斋米粉啦,随便从楼下打包就好了, 哪里有空到那里去。"我生气,觉得你不疼我,不懂我。第二天早上,睡到自然醒的我发现饭厅的桌子上,不但放了我爱吃的斋米粉,还是我最爱的那一摊外加了我平时爱吃的其他事物。
我告诉你:"我的大姨妈来了,肚子好痛。"本来以为你会安慰我说:"忍一忍,一天就过去了。"但你说:"女人真麻烦,受不了。"我伤心了,觉得你不爱我, 不疼我。后来,家里的零食柜里多了好多巧克力及止痛药,通通都是你买的。我的床边,也放了一盒止痛药。
我告诉你说:"我真高兴嫁了你,你是最好的老公。"本来以为你会开心地回答我说:"我也是这么觉得,你是最好地老婆。"但你什么也没说,就只会了我一声‘嗯’。我生气。第二天,你却拿出了我们的结婚照,一遍一遍的重复抹着。最可爱的是,你还拍了下来,简讯给我。
我想我终于懂了,在你不在乎地外表下,有颗不善用言词表达的心,一颗最爱我的心。原来你是爱我的。只不过不说。这是你爱的方式,与别人的不同。
我的可爱阿佬就是这样的一个人。
Cheers (''.)
我告诉你说:"我今天扫地抹橱柜时,差点儿从梯上摔下来。"本来我以为你会安慰说:"亲爱的,小心点儿。"但你说:"扫慢点,不就得了。"我伤心,我觉得你 一点儿不爱我,不在乎我。后来,我发现我们的橱柜和地板异常干净,干净的都不用我扫;一个月后我才发现,那是你每星期抽出30分钟的结果。
我告诉你:"我的头痛死了。"本来以为你会关心地说:"你怎么了,是不是病了,累不累?"但你说:"冲个冷水澡,一会儿就好了啦。"我生气,觉得你不爱我,不关心我,气冲冲地进了浴室。当我从浴室出来,我发现你留在桌上的一杯开水和止痛药。
我告诉你说:"我想吃斋米粉。"本来以为你会关心地说:"你想吃啊,我明天去买给妳。"即使敷衍几句也好,但你说:"吃什么斋米粉啦,随便从楼下打包就好了, 哪里有空到那里去。"我生气,觉得你不疼我,不懂我。第二天早上,睡到自然醒的我发现饭厅的桌子上,不但放了我爱吃的斋米粉,还是我最爱的那一摊外加了我平时爱吃的其他事物。
我告诉你:"我的大姨妈来了,肚子好痛。"本来以为你会安慰我说:"忍一忍,一天就过去了。"但你说:"女人真麻烦,受不了。"我伤心了,觉得你不爱我, 不疼我。后来,家里的零食柜里多了好多巧克力及止痛药,通通都是你买的。我的床边,也放了一盒止痛药。
我告诉你说:"我真高兴嫁了你,你是最好的老公。"本来以为你会开心地回答我说:"我也是这么觉得,你是最好地老婆。"但你什么也没说,就只会了我一声‘嗯’。我生气。第二天,你却拿出了我们的结婚照,一遍一遍的重复抹着。最可爱的是,你还拍了下来,简讯给我。
我想我终于懂了,在你不在乎地外表下,有颗不善用言词表达的心,一颗最爱我的心。原来你是爱我的。只不过不说。这是你爱的方式,与别人的不同。
我的可爱阿佬就是这样的一个人。
Cheers (''.)
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Month of Small Surprises
September - The month of ANTICIPATION
Busy busy busy busy and real real busy is the only word in my dictionary for the month of September.
However, THANKFUL that I still get sweet & lovely surprises from the parents & students of my workplace. They are a lovable bunch; sending and pampering me with their most generous LOVE.
It was the first time I received Moon-cakes from my students/ex students. The thoughts of it really sweetened my tiring days.... They are my indeed my daily MOTIVATION & ANGELS, sent by God. ^^
With the start of the 1 week holiday for my workplace children; my daily routine @ work filled with laughter & noises from the bunch of cheekie kiddos. It is definitely enough to keep me busy for that one whole week. However, the week passed by quickly... ...
Shouldering the responsibilities of doing up the best presentation for SCC next big project; it is also one of the reasons keeping me wide awake for the last few weeks; going without good sleepzZzZzZz. Statistics, Figures, Break-even point as well as proposals... ....Awwwwww ... .... I really need a KIT KAT badly ( hinting a break).
However, amidst the busy period, I am glad that my lovable Sir had prepared a little motivation surprise for me; my most anticipated moment of all, in the busy month of September - Harry Potter Exhibition @ Marina Bay Sands Art Science Museum on the 30th September, 4pm.
30th September marks the last day of this busy month and so happy that he actually 'rewarded' and given me the best pressie as well as my favourite of all-times - Harry Potter Exhibition. hehe He must have knew clearly how many times I had repeated watching Harry Potter while he is happily snoring away in his sleepzZzZzzz. hehe
Nevertheless, it is also the Mooncake Festival today and hence, how blissful I was feeling as I stepped into the museum today. (^.^) You simply cannot imagine! hehe I could sense the festive season surrounding MBS and there were many families gathering outside the Art Museum; overlooking the Garden by the Bay.
Even as we walked passed the shopping podium, there were many people too.Crowdssss... ...
4.53pm - We reached the Art Science Museum. Harry Potter - Here we comes!!!
(Glad that I managed to snap a few outside the exhibition areas as photography is strictly prohibited in the exhibition)
Embarking onto Harry Potter Journey ... ... Stay tuned! ^^
Though I wasn't able to take muchie pictures in the exhibition but I am definitely not gonna go home empty handed. hehe
Here's my victory items.. ... Woohoooo. (''.)
Happy with my Victory BUYSssss at the Harry Potter Exhibition... Off we go for our dinner at TBP, Beppu. One of our favourite places of all... ...
I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipstick. I believe in pink. I believe happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and... I believe in miracles. - Audrey Hepburn
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. - Marcel Proust
Cheers to a great & blissful Moon-cake Festival. (''.)
Busy busy busy busy and real real busy is the only word in my dictionary for the month of September.
However, THANKFUL that I still get sweet & lovely surprises from the parents & students of my workplace. They are a lovable bunch; sending and pampering me with their most generous LOVE.
It was the first time I received Moon-cakes from my students/ex students. The thoughts of it really sweetened my tiring days.... They are my indeed my daily MOTIVATION & ANGELS, sent by God. ^^
From Sophia & Bong. |
From Edwin - Ah Win & his Mummy |
Little moon-cakes for our centre kiddos |
Shouldering the responsibilities of doing up the best presentation for SCC next big project; it is also one of the reasons keeping me wide awake for the last few weeks; going without good sleepzZzZzZz. Statistics, Figures, Break-even point as well as proposals... ....Awwwwww ... .... I really need a KIT KAT badly ( hinting a break).
However, amidst the busy period, I am glad that my lovable Sir had prepared a little motivation surprise for me; my most anticipated moment of all, in the busy month of September - Harry Potter Exhibition @ Marina Bay Sands Art Science Museum on the 30th September, 4pm.
30th September marks the last day of this busy month and so happy that he actually 'rewarded' and given me the best pressie as well as my favourite of all-times - Harry Potter Exhibition. hehe He must have knew clearly how many times I had repeated watching Harry Potter while he is happily snoring away in his sleepzZzZzzz. hehe
Nevertheless, it is also the Mooncake Festival today and hence, how blissful I was feeling as I stepped into the museum today. (^.^) You simply cannot imagine! hehe I could sense the festive season surrounding MBS and there were many families gathering outside the Art Museum; overlooking the Garden by the Bay.
Even as we walked passed the shopping podium, there were many people too.Crowdssss... ...
Shopping podium of MBS |
Skating |
Gigantic water hourglass |
(Glad that I managed to snap a few outside the exhibition areas as photography is strictly prohibited in the exhibition)
Excited excited! hehe Did u see Hedwig? |
Waiting... Waiting ... ... |
Last day of exhibition! |
Art Science Museum |
My lovable hubby & my tixs to Harry Potter Exhibition |
Lift area |
Here we are... ... |
Start of the Journey |
Flying Ford Anglia |
My hubby spotted the 4d number. ZzZzZz |
High up in the ceiling! |
Hedwig! |
Hedwig & its mail. |
Knight? |
The trios |
Last shot of the exhibition area - Awwwww sad. |
Though I wasn't able to take muchie pictures in the exhibition but I am definitely not gonna go home empty handed. hehe
Here's my victory items.. ... Woohoooo. (''.)
Letter to Hogwarts |
Exhibition guide & letters |
My Victory BUYssss |
Chocolate Frog & Borr's Beans(will I get the vomiting flavor) |
Harry Wand Pen Set |
Postcardssss |
Don't jump away, pleasessss. |
There u are!! hehe |
Hmmm, Voldemort. |
Happy with my Victory BUYSssss at the Harry Potter Exhibition... Off we go for our dinner at TBP, Beppu. One of our favourite places of all... ...
I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipstick. I believe in pink. I believe happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and... I believe in miracles. - Audrey Hepburn
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. - Marcel Proust
Cheers to a great & blissful Moon-cake Festival. (''.)
Saturday, August 25, 2012
《步步惊心》 凄美动人爱情小说
近日,再次重看了《步步惊心》的小说,也再度重看了它的连续剧。
心中感触许多。我问自己;‘倘若要爱,真非爱得如此苦吗?’
戏里的初恋,单恋,彼此相爱,甚至到至死不渝的爱情情节,真会出现在现实世界吗?
爱,虽然看似是个单字,里头却包含了许多学问和内容。我深信一个人能看完一百,一千,甚至一百万本书。但是,唯独‘爱’这本百科全书是一辈子都不可能看完的。它的内容和结局有千百万个。 你说,可能用这辈子看完吗?我的‘爱情小说’的结局又会是如何呢?
张晓是一个21世纪的年轻白领。她在和男友黄棣在街邊吵架时发生车祸及触电意外事故,在强烈电流的刺激下,脑电波穿越到了18世纪清朝的八旗女子马尔泰•若曦一个与她自身容貌一模一样的女子身上。这个女子是八王爷胤禩的侧福晋马尔泰•若兰的妹妹。穿越之后一开始她尝试了各種辦法試圖回到现代,无奈徒劳无功。在八王府待选秀女期间,她遇上了四阿哥胤禛、姐夫八阿哥胤禩、九阿哥胤禟、十阿哥胤饿、十三阿哥胤祥、十四阿哥胤禵。她与十三阿哥胤祥成了知己好友,同时又被温文儒雅的八阿哥胤禩深深吸引。
若曦进入了紫禁城
,成了一个奉茶宫女。在一次狩猎之旅上,她和胤禩互相之间產生了好感。她希望在接受他的求婚之前能够放弃对皇位的争夺。因为她来自未来,知道胤禩的野心会
最终导致在其皇兄胤禛登基后將他从宗籍撇销,迫其改名「阿其那」,接着身敗名裂,最后在狱中离世。分手之前,若曦警告胤禩要关注他四哥以试图挽救他的命
运。
与胤禩分手后,若曦和胤禛的互动,改变了胤禛的不利舆论。胤祥看在眼里,知道她已在不知不觉中爱上胤禛了。在此期间,胤禩和他的同僚们,诬陷胤禛,说他想篡奪皇位,以消除胤禛这个潜在的对手。在关键时刻,胤祥出来承担了责任,被禁闭十年作为处罚。若曦和阿哥们为胤祥说情,康熙帝答应了并且将胤祥的刑罰减为软禁。这一系列事情发生后,胤禩才知道,若曦现在是爱上了胤禛。太子胤礽在東窗事發后被废黜,并被终身监禁。然后,康熙开始显露出对胤禵的偏好,并將若曦許他作妾。然而,若曦大胆违抗皇帝的命令。作为惩罚,她被康熙降职并转移到了浣衣局。
胤禛决定他必须登上皇位才能保护胤祥和若曦,但他的计划造成康熙不再信任胤禩而转而青睐胤禵。康熙最终因病駕崩,又因为胤禛从隆科多和年羹尧处
得到了军事支持,胤禛发动政变,夺取了皇位,成为雍正皇帝。胤禛即位后从狱里释放了胤祥和若曦。然而,若曦的幸福被胤禛的偏执以及胤禩和他同僚们的残酷迫
害徹底毀掉了。她经常陷入胤禛和胤禩的内讧之中。胤禩的的妻子郭络罗•明慧告诉了若曦为什么她的丈夫几年前就开始和胤禛作对。若曦感到震惊,原来她现在怀
着胤禛的孩子,她这才恍然大悟,由于穿越的因果循环她原来才是自己最初想避免这场「九龙夺嫡」悲剧背后的始作俑者。她的绝望导致了孩子流产,而且也弄得她自己身体严重衰弱。
愤怒的胤禛指责胤禩和明慧,将若曦流产和重病的责任推给他们。他下圣旨,迫使胤禩休掉明慧,明慧随后自杀。若曦害怕胤禛对他的兄弟们下毒手,坦白了
她与胤禩之间的过去。但当他了解到胤禩为什么在继位斗争中暗算他时,胤禛被若曦的坦白震撼了。于是,他开始冷淡地对待若曦。若曦无法承受这么大压力,并要
求胤禵帮助她离开皇宫。胤禵后来揭示了先皇康熙帝的诏书,娶若曦为侧福晋、一开始胤禛虽不情愿;然后来在胤禩主动跟胤禛告知其与若曦往日的一段情后,胤禛
终于放弃若曦,最終在康熙遺詔的压力下被迫同意,让若曦离开紫禁城。
尽管胤禵给了她无微不至的关怀,若曦痛苦的内心仍旧深深影响了她的身體,弥留之际,她乞求胤禵寄一封信给胤禛,要求在她去世之前见胤禛最后一次,然
而胤禛和胤禵之间的误解导致了这封信被扔在了一边,而若曦绝笔之信因其收件者落款字迹与胤禛太为相似,胤禵为免无谓之谣言另起,故重新书写一信封、将若曦
的信件放于其中寄出;惟胤禛收到该信后只觉又是胤禵乱语,故命高无忧放置一旁不予理会。但若曦挣扎着继续生存,只为了见到胤禛。三天后,若曦认为胤禛的不
理不睬證明对她的感情已经结束并充满了恼恨,她在悲痛中去世。当若曦去世的消息傳到胤禛的耳朵里时,他万分悲痛,赶到了胤禵的居所。胤禛在到达灵堂后,对
他当初对若曦的行为悔恨不已,但一切都为时已晚。他和胤祥将若曦的骨灰洒在风中,完成她的遗愿,让她自由。
若曦死后,张晓的意识回到2011年,
她在医院里清醒,被医院人员告知她在车祸后昏迷了好几个礼拜。她想知道,在18世纪清朝那段历史二十多年来过去的种种经历到底是真还是假。待身体恢复后,
张晓对康熙皇帝之子和马尔泰•若曦展开了研究,在预料之中,发现历史仍然走在正轨上,可是对若曦没有记录,似乎这个人从来没有存在过。后来她参观了一个清
朝文物博物馆,在一幅畫中发现一个隨侍康熙皇帝身边的侍女竟与她惊人地相似,而且畫中侍女戴的髮簪也是胤禛送她的木兰髮簪,手上戴的,亦是胤禩当初送她的
玉镯。感动之际,一个看起来像胤禛的人走进了展览厅,但他在见了流泪的张晓后却只是问了一句:「我们认识吗?」便离去。当见到他时,张晓的视线跟随着他,
她无法抑制自己的眼泪。当他离去时,百般滋味在心头,现在只有她一个人独自回味与胤禛的过去了。
由爱生嗔,由爱生恨,由爱生痴,由爱生念。
从别后,嗔恨痴念,皆化为寸寸相思。
Saturday, August 18, 2012
A way of Love
The season of GIVING & LOVING - CHRISTMAS!!!
Love definitely revolves around this last quarter of the year.
Special Memories, Special Moments, Special Pressies, Special Thoughts as well as the Special One.
Recently, got hooked up on reading e-stories.
My little beloved Ah Sa gave me a link for e-books and I was so 'glued' to it. Little wonderful and meaningful stories of LOVE... they always makes me think.
Sharing this short story with you guys. I am glad that I can see and whenever I m awake in the morning, I can see the special one beside me.
At times, startling me with his motor snores yet without them, I guess, I really couldn't sleep. hehe
Here the story goes .... ...
A way of Love
The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully
up the steps.
She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats,
walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. The
n she's settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless,
and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity.
'How could this have happened to me?' she would plead,
her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed,
she knew the painful truth, her sight was
never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan's once optimistic spirit.
All she had to cling to was her husband Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart.
When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to
help his wife gain the strength she needed to become independent again.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there?
She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by
herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city.
At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled
Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task.
Soon, however Mark realized that this arrangement wasn't working - it was hectic, and costly.
Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself.
But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe.
She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react? Just as Mark predicted,
Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again.
"I'm blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I'm going?
I feel like you're abandoning me."
Mark's heart broke but he knew what had to be done.
He promised Susan that each day he would ride the bus with her until she got the hang of it.
And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all,
accompanied Susan to and from work each day.
He taught her how to rely on her other senses to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment.
He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her,
and save her a seat. Each morning they made the journey together,
and Mark would take a cab back to his office.
Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one,
Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan
would be able to ride the bus on her own. Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own.
Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her
arms around Mark, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend.
Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty,
his patience, his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday....
Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better.
On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus,
the driver said, "Boy, I sure envy you."
Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all,
who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to
find the courage to live for the past year? "Why do you envy me?" The driver responded,
"It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are."
Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about,
"What do you mean?" The driver said, "You know, every morning for the past week,
a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has
been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus.
He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you
until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss,
gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady."
Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't see him,
she had always felt Mark's presence. She was blessed,
so blessed, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight,
a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light
where there had been darkness.
She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats,
walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. The
n she's settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless,
and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity.
'How could this have happened to me?' she would plead,
her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed,
she knew the painful truth, her sight was
never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan's once optimistic spirit.
All she had to cling to was her husband Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart.
When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to
help his wife gain the strength she needed to become independent again.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there?
She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by
herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city.
At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled
Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task.
Soon, however Mark realized that this arrangement wasn't working - it was hectic, and costly.
Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself.
But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe.
She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react? Just as Mark predicted,
Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again.
"I'm blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I'm going?
I feel like you're abandoning me."
Mark's heart broke but he knew what had to be done.
He promised Susan that each day he would ride the bus with her until she got the hang of it.
And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all,
accompanied Susan to and from work each day.
He taught her how to rely on her other senses to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment.
He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her,
and save her a seat. Each morning they made the journey together,
and Mark would take a cab back to his office.
Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one,
Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan
would be able to ride the bus on her own. Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own.
Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her
arms around Mark, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend.
Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty,
his patience, his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday....
Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better.
On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus,
the driver said, "Boy, I sure envy you."
Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all,
who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to
find the courage to live for the past year? "Why do you envy me?" The driver responded,
"It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are."
Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about,
"What do you mean?" The driver said, "You know, every morning for the past week,
a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has
been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus.
He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you
until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss,
gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady."
Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't see him,
she had always felt Mark's presence. She was blessed,
so blessed, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight,
a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light
where there had been darkness.
Real LOVE is when you find yourself facing the toughest storm, yet you are still holding hands when you come out.
Cheers (.'')
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