Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Hey boy its time to get moving.

Its 26th November, and the baby's still comfortably swimming inside. 39 weeks and 2 days.

I'm still very awed by how much my belly has stretched to contain this little life within me. Life within life --- everytime I think of this, its still scaring me a little. This little thing that started from less than a thumb is now bigger than my palm, and it's moving, it's growing, it's eavesdropping on my everyday conversations...okay I should stop using the word "it". I mean he. And on top of this all, it still amazes me how my intestine and organs are still intact and very much operating. Whoever made mankind is certainly a genius.


4 months


7 months

7 and a half months

8 and a half months

9 months

Full term





Saturday, August 17, 2013

How to find your true love

1. Know what you want
2. Find The One
3. Convince him that you're The One


Done.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Pregnancy brains

I'm not the kind of pregnant woman who can tell you how many weeks I've been pregnant. Everytime somebody ask me about it I would say "Around 3 months plus?". I really got no idea.

Hate making excuses for myself but seriously this pregnancy is chewing my brain cells. Some time back I posted on facebook about baby due in 5 months, and the gang-who-knew (in general, the people who knew I was pregnant before the official announcement) texted me, "Aren't you due in December?" And I was like, "Yeah." And then I tried working out the maths again : December minus May = 5 months. I was finally convinced that I made a calculation mistake after the fourth friend's text.

And I screwed up my appointments, castings included. The worst thing is no matter how hard I try to remember things, they never stay. So nowadays I insist that people just contact me via whatsapp, facebook and emails instead of ringing me --- at least there's something for me to track back.




Saturday, February 16, 2013

Monday, February 04, 2013

I forgot how powerful I used to be


When I was ten, I told myself that when I grow up, I'm never going to underestimate what a ten year old kid can do, how much a ten year old could understand and how powerful a ten year old could be.

Along the way to growing up I forgot all about it. And here I am, many many years from the day I said that, reminded by a fellow Capricorn girl : "There's alot in our world."

I remember that now.



Thursday, January 24, 2013

Hello 2013

I do miss the days.
But, life goes on.

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2013 means alot to me. It means striking off things that has not been completed in my past yearsssss' resolution. How exciting.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Wishlist

Life's been great.
I really can't be asking for anything more than what I have now, really. That being said, my christmas wish list would be really short this year

2012 CHRISTMAS WISHLIST
1. Philip Lim 3.1 Break Up Clutch
2. Jay Chou 2012 Album
3. Return trip SIN-HKG for CNY
4. Reckless Ericka reversable checked top/dress
5. House of Harlow Stone Ring
6. MMM x HM Oversize turtle neck
7. Jeffrey Campbell black platform heels
8. Office at Arab Street
9. Movie "Hotel Translyvania" with The Man
10. Big Bang concert tickets
11. 2NE1 concert tickets
12. Alexander McQueen black sneakers for The Man
13. 3D2N getaway trip
14. World Peace
15. Ballerina flats
16. Vespa with side car
17. Headphones with great bass
18. New wardrobe with all sets from Jeremy Scott x Adidas
19. SHE 2012 new album
20. Free (and safe) liposuction

Friday, November 16, 2012

A series of unfortunate events

Day One :  Six months after I ended employment with my ex-ex-agency, I received a lawyer letter from them on breach of contract.

Day Two : The Man had a super high fever

Day Five : Ex-agency director did not return on the promised date, leaving behind a bunch of mess to clear.

Day Six : Lost a project.

Day Eight : Strongest ally leaving the field.

Day Ten : I think its my fault that had the ex-team got themselves into this crazier situation.

Day Twelve : Potential investor missing in action.

Day Fifteen : Slipped and fell down the stairs, swollen ankle and lots of bruises.

Day Sixteen : On the verge of depression.

Day Seventeen : Rejected help from the big boys.


Thank goodness I had you by my side.