Too much distractions.

What was supposed to be a day I would blog non-stop ended up with me losing my focus when a spontaneous trip from west to east was sprung on me, so that my cravings for Popeye’s could be satisfied at the airport.

And what was supposed to be a long ride back was cut short when it was detoured to… Resorts World Sentosa.

After 9 hours, it was a trip to the court, before the draining day seen me concussed out till another gathering took place.

L4D2 expert mode. At least we completed ONE CHAPTER of one of the maps, and struggling through many others. It felt like a suicide mission more than anything else.

Another gathering earlier tonight.

And a fabulous evening out in town, and a night of movie marathon.

Up in the Air, and the Hurt Locker.

I found myself enjoying the Up in the Air quite a bit though the bittersweet-ness was just too much of a dampener. But it is understandable when a separate world from one’s reality, is perhaps the most exhilarating, and less flawed.

Hurt Locker was too intense for me. I adore war movies but somehow this movie didn’t do it for me, perhaps the jitters it gave me just made me feeling too uncomfortable throughout the movie to really enjoy it. It is a good movie that captivated my emotions, took them through ups and downs, but I just didn’t enjoy it, like how some people might find Thai massages (speaking of which, I need one!) too painful to be enjoyable.

Aiming to catch a few more movies, especially the likes of Blind side, An Education, Green Zone, not that keen on Alice in Wonderland, but it IS Johnny Depp after all. Iron Man 2 is coming out too, some Russell Crowe movie? I have to say I am pretty much enjoying the 2010 movies so far.

I have too much fodder, too little focus.

And for those who have asked about my pole dancing classes (which are A LOT of you), and are interested, the new course is starting soon with 3 different slots, and a free trial class on 24 March. About 4 of my friends are already signed up, with a few more pending on which days to go for.

Then we can all go pole-practise together! Lotsa pain and fun ahead

Alrighty, another day of activities out in the sun and all. Going to fulfil my promise of dolphins which the spawn has yet to forget 

But no time to say!

This weekend is gonna be awesome, today is gonna be awesome. Today got event. Gonna be awesome.

Byebyebyebyebyebyebyebye.

Next week, more posts!

Yes, I haven’t been back despite the repetitions on how I am gonna be back blarblarblar, laughs.

So, I ain’t gonna tag a timeline to that, so I don’t feel like I fail to deliver like that.

I can’t believe how fast this year has shifted, and the first quarter of the year is coming to an end.

I don’t know if I can proudly claim that I have been “living life”, but so far, I can find the space to breathe and to do the things I like, yet somehow, I know something is terribly missing, besides moolah that is.

I find there are quite  a bit of things I can’t seem to say or express, and the venture to meet more people turns out to be much more scary and challenging than I had expected it to be.

And I still loathe the fact that when the different worlds clash, and by some twisted, warped works of affinity, you start to feel for people you shouldn’t and then you realise no matter how open-minded people around you are or how nice or how understanding this second, or supposed to be, they lose sight, nonetheless.

I am okay.

No, not really, but I don’t know what to say anymore.

Don’t tell me nevermind, don’t care, cos if the person doesn’t mean that much to me, I wouldn’t have minded, I wouldn’t have cared.

Same thing to you. I minded enough, I cared enough, for you.

Maybe, this hiatus should be good, and should be extended beyond.

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This aside, I am feeling quite positive that it is March, and I didn’t realise how much I love March, and that besides December, it is my favourite month.

Not that it is because it is my birthday month, but because there is just something cosy about March.

And how I am looking forward to embrace the month of “blossoming” and I realise ageing, doesn’t mean nor feel much.

Or maybe it is just me feeling resigned.

Or maybe it is just because I realised I am just glad I am able to do quite a bit still and keeping it going cos I want to, and I feel like it.

Or maybe because, hey, if I look like shit and whatever, I have my rights to be so, cos, hello? I am a mother of one, okay? I am by-rightly an auntie, so I should be glad my ass hasn’t fallen victim to gravity (deluded), and my body hasn’t really taken the shape of a pear, with the bye-bye arms a tell-tale sign of ageing or blarblarblar. I am still counting my blessings, cos, glass should always be half full right?!

RIGHT?!?!??!??!?!?!?!

Uhm, I think so.

What’s more, someone at an event asked me if I am still studying, simply cos he thought I look like a final year university student, and was surprised and exclaimed “You are not older than XXX right?”.

XXX is a common friend and is indeed younger than me by a couple of years, giggles.

Okay, my ego is fed, and this blog should be fed too.

I realised how bad it is to realise there are 2000+ spams in my comment box.

Gasp!

Have a great month of March.

I can’t wait to live this month to the fullest.

For all the reasons under the sun.

For now, I am gonna indulge in some Prosperity Burger, and savour the Chelsea V Manchester City match replay.

Edited: NAHBEHH!!!! PROMOTION ENDED ALREADY. DEVASTATED!

It is a tad late coming from me, but Happy Lunar New Year everyone!

Not all visitings are bad, there were quite some amazing people I did meet, though there were some I sure do not hope to meet again.

The start has been lots of visiting which I seldom do (but the little one has to get some actions, doesn’t she?), lots of gatherings (to pass time with the minor gamblings, or just obligatory catch ups with relatives from overseas), and a through-the-night L4D2ing that saw us finally conquering one map of advanced after killing tens of thousands of zombies, and restarting more than 20 times (for 5 stages in total) in 7 hours.

It was nothing short of spectacular in our views, but I am sure you beg to differ. But when we walked out into the breaking day, the sense of pride was beaming through us. Imagine 7 hours of efforts go unrewarded, it would be like getting the highs from all the humping but not achieving the orgasm.

Then, time to pick up the pace again, and plenty of stuff are on the to-do-list.

Lotsa planning needed to be done.

And there is only so much time left. Time to ROAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRR!

So, there are couple of schools to check out and to meet the school masters. I am not sure how much is it going to devastate my bank account, and it seems like a pretty scary step to take.

Any tips from mothers out there?

And of course, the extra-curriculum classes (no, I am not a believer of drowning my child in those excessive classes, but there are some I think are quite enjoyable and crucial for her.. especially when she is this active) that are useful?

I am looking for classes that help to grow, and get them involved, and appreciate their strengths, and nothing of the competitive shite that other parents are so into that will stress Minibean out.

But sorry baby, it is not a choice for you to not take up swimming, it is an essential skill and don’t worry, I am not expecting you to be the next Joscelin Yeo or Ian Thorpe.

Decisions, decisions.

*Ponders in deep thoughts*

I see the serious lack of serious blogging, and I kinda miss it.

These days been pretty occupied and I had some pretty much fabulous company. The guys are great and hilarious, and I should really cease on the late nights, which pretty much wouldn’t go on much longer since I have plans coming up and they would be leaving Singapore for good during midweek.

Till then, I am surprise how we do live our lives vicariously through others, and it has been nothing short of enriching.

Some work stuff today before pole before meeting up with the guys. I am seriously missing something here.

Be back soon.

“At first I was afraid… I was petrified…”

Kept thinking I will never live till the time help arrives.

I spent oh-so many bullets, thinking how you still don’t die.

I grew strong, I learned how to carry on.

So you’re not dead, from the graves.

I just walked in to find you everywhere, with that menace on your face.

I should have changed my stupid weapon, I should have healed myself back in time

If I had known for just one second you’d be back to bother me

Okay, fine I grew lame.

BUT I SURVIVED THE BOTH TIMES WHEN WE CONQUERED THE PARISH AND AND AND… the other one I cannot remember.

Damn happy can? Plentifooooooooooooooooo of happy happy. Cos I finally survived the campaign, and ah hah! TWICE!

Though I am as clumsy as I am in gameplay and as in real life.

So.

Didn’t manage to go Butter today cos a friend from overseas lost his phone and the whole unpleasant saga had meant the plans for today were all scrapped.

I feel terribly bad for them cos their first intimate experience with Singapore was just.. crappy. And I also feel many many terribleness to Andrew who had very kindly guestlisted my friends and we weren’t able to turn up.

It was pretty sucky, and luckily the evening was saved with wonderful company!

Went to salsa. WOOHOO! Last lesson! And I managed to finally muster what I couldn’t.

Plentifooooooooooo of laughs. We are so critical of the chaps who are dancing as if we were critiquing their sexual prowess and moves.

This guy who reminded me of the huggable ex of mine had managed a flying pass!

Things with mum had great improvement. My 2010’s main resolution had worked so fine so far

Spent the entire day building dreams in the air, and was pretty happy lah.

Of course, the agreed hour of L4D2 was expanded from 9.30pm to 1.45am, so I was awesomely pleased too.

AND I SURVIVED ALL THE CAMPAIGNS TODAY!

CALL ME MELEE WEAPON QUEEN!

I love my axe and katana and machete, frying pan is not for me.

The gore! The blood!

And was watching CSI earlier and it was all about KATANA! And this warehouse in the episode reminded me of the numerous warehouses I navigated (BLEARGH to motion sickness). I tell you, it is all destiny!

Don’t know why everytime play online games we will end up debrief with such enthusiasm that it gives a real high.

I thought this was gonna be a 2 sentence post, and see where the adrenaline led me to?

And yes, that is the reason why I haven’t been here.

BAH.

OKOK I try tomorrow….

These few days have been nothing short of fabulous despite some of the bugging issues, but I really hadn’t felt such thrill and exhilaration in a long, long while with an entire weight off my back.

It could be the promise I made for myself, or maybe just from the things I set out to do and manage to squeeze in plenty in such a short while.

Sorry for the lack of updates, the jam-packed, fulfilling days have been one of the reasons why, and even mundane house chores seem like a breeze.

Maybe I am feeling so happy now is because mum is out and I can shed my walls and come out of my shell. -Beams-

Or maybe, it has something to do with the fact my Victoria’s Secret is finally here and everything fits perfectly fine, and to a “T”.

And plenty of goodness and awesomeness to blog about. My backlog is threatening to thin on me with my fading memory.

If you would excuse me now, it is playtime in the vet tent with Minibean.

Time to fall in love with the festive season again (despite the horrid traffic in town!!! Arggghh!).