On Singapore's 41st Birthday...



Red and white are sure the colours to go on the day. Who knows? Patriotism aside, there might be offers in selective stores and restaurants just for trying to have the spirit.



SUBA - Cosmo Ladies Night. It turns out alright.



Sitting at MacDonalds in the wee hours and sandwiched between the UN-sober.

Complete delirious joy.

Complete collapse of sanity (FOR YOU GUYS). Seriously, I feel like a mother goose pleading chicks to waddle in the right direction.

Complete guilt of blurting out too much stuff.

Moving on from there now.

The dawning reality...

Huh?

What?

Is school starting already?

If there is a beautifully wrapped present with wonderful packaging placed right in front of you...

Every detail seems to be meticulously attended to and somehow... flawless in an illusionary sense.

Then, rather capricously... and alluringly...

you open it.

It's all tatters and tears within.

Can anyone handle such a wreck?

Will anyone want to handle such a wreck?

Will you... handle it?

The beautiful Sunday breezes through...

At Tsim Sha Tsui - Harbour City

Lila is obviously daydreaming. About what hur? :p


The banana bailey tastes really good @ Fuzion. Is there one in SG?

A visit to my babysitter...

Her granddaughter is so hilarious. There I walked into her place and she kept copying me...

"Granny... I want to wear my pearl necklace." (Because I am wearing a pearl bracelet.)

"Granny... I am very thirsty. I want to drink orange juice." (Because I've one bottle and okie.. I am teasing her about it since I know she can't drink cold drinks at night... la)

And then.. there's the hair...

"Granny... I want to clip my hair." (Guess what.. because I have my hair clipped.)

So... ta da.... the end result...


Copy cat... Hahaha

Recently, I just discover something.

Little girls who are crying will stare at me and forget to cry. It's rather odd especially when they still have tears streaming down their cheeks. Then, I feel obligated to make silly faces...

Er...

If I were them, I would most probably be thinking..

"Oh man, she looks stupid."

Read Eastweek on the plane...

Found a very interesting piece of article. (View > Encoding > Unicode :p)

難得糊塗

魔術，也許不外乎是掩眼法。

曾經滿懷疑問，為甚麼刀鋸美人可以分成兩份，被亂劍所刺也不會全身是洞？長大了便知道箱裏另有乾坤。

任你能夠穿越長城，變走747飛機，觀衆除了看得入迷，歡呼拍掌之外，所有人都知道，長城始終還是不可穿越，747仍然在原地沒有消失。

魔術其實是一種能夠讓人感到歡樂開懷的表演藝術，沒有人會真的認爲，人真的可以淩空飄起。既然看得開心，又何須理會當中有甚麽機關，有甚麽詭計？

這個世界何嘗不是這樣。

假亦真時真亦假，虛則實之實則虛之，幻象與現實，可能根本沒有任何分別，令事物有所分別者，只在人心。

菩提本無樹，明鏡亦非台，有時凡事都看得太明太徹，煩惱瑣碎之事，可能便接踵而至，難得糊塗或許更勝一籌。

糊塗日子不易有，繁忙人像我，慶幸能擁有。

Reading this, I realized I've forgotten how much I used to like writing Chinese articles.

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