I can't care less

Hey, I am living my life. What the hell!?!?
I run, I workout and I eat... I drink and I am trying to be slim.
Antiaging... stay young...
I hate my job but I need my salary. I love weekend but it is always too short.
I could never go to work on time, but I always stay overtime... breakeven for the bank
I need solo time, but I live with Mom... then what to do??
No more leather shoes or handbags... sorry to Lane Crawlford...
Many trips... congrats CX, Dragon Air and SQ.... seems not used to other airlines anymore...

No more bonus next year... still need to pay for my lean skin....

Mentor talks

I have two very meaningful talks with my mentors. One focuses on work and the other on life and relationship.

I am lucky to have two such generous mentors to give me guidiance.

... I wonder if he is going to disappear from my life like that for good?

Afterall, human being is no saint. The longer I see this world... the less I am shocked by any "abnormal" behavior of human being... no matter how discipline the person was in the past.

Well, the bottomline is be faithful to our conscious.

disappear

no matter one appears to be strong and confidence about oneself, one could be insecured at times. Someone deems to be important in one's life... disappear one day... one couldn't help but wonder where the hell did that someone has gone? and why is the reason for the disappearence.

While busy thinking of a possibly never answered question... one has neglected other important ones are actually right here.

Look no where, but now here.

Growing

The breeze was refreshing at 2am, especially after the rain. The clock ticked faster than usual. From application of Halal cert to ebay charges on toy bidding, from mail ordered bride to 30K gold rolex, this boy was so enthusiastic about sharing his stories of life.

I wished the Merlion water spouting would go on and no one was reminded about the time.

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I admit I was at one moment fragile. This was the Nth time passing the ECP. The green kept passing by my side and so did the laughters. Everytime, I moved on alone with courage, and this was no exception.

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With 5pf, I enjoyed being mischievous, to annoy her until she rolled eyes. I missed hearing her whining in 1 or 2 pitches higher, just like the old days.

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The unfinished business still left unfinished. May be we are just indifference to it and each other.

Sometimes living in a lie is better than facing the truth.

When I was walking to work today, I suddenly realised, my other half could be a person with potential but this potential not neccessarily be discovered before madly in love...

This should have been learnt decade ago... that's why I always say I am a slow learner...

Things that I miss from Taipei can't be "take-away".

The manicure by Wei Li, brunch at Diners, sushi meal at Mitsui, books browsing at Elite, deep fried "Tempura" at night market... etc...

I hope I have grown older and wiser. Instead of forcing thing happen, I'd chose to wait for it to happen. Everyone would be happier in this case.


I should rather think about printing my Mickey Mouse for Sunday morning. I have to show Phoenix the real Mickey Mouse... not Minnie.

To finish the unfinished.
And it takes two to clap.
In the wee hour, while everyone is sound a sleep, we were laying out a plan together. My comrade said, if there is the will, there is a way.

I do

He said.

It takes almost a year for me to forgive him. Forgive him for being imature and being irresponsible. I have punished him my way. I thought it was time to forgive and forget.

The devil knocked on the door just now.

I turned my back and refused to let the history repeat. That is the least I can do to save the mended friendship from going down the drain.

22nd entry

It's already May, and there are only 21 entries for the year so far.

I am skimming Fuigo's blog and this boy has been keeping up with the good job ever since. I feel shameful.

I was eating my pack of imported salt and vinegar potato chips that carries 200Kcal. Well, I was happily doing that because I have earnt a quota of 139 Kcal from jogging today.

Flying to Singapore... time for me to sink in. I need to be away from people, to think.

Primary sweetheart'S'

Time flies. Thanks to search engine, We reconnect after almost two decades.

One thing in common after all these years, without an exception, they all become chubby pre-middle aged men. Probably they all are high in cholesterol.

I wonder, with such appearance, he must be a contained man. Happily settled with a decent job and a better half. No worries about his outlook... and not yet worry about his health...

So, on the other hand, half of the well built, muscular six-packs men out there would turn out to be gay and half are not ready to settle down. And what is the moral behind this?

Pick of the trip

Need a touch of romance in Spring...

Bring home the taste with me

I might not be the only one on earth doing so.
I'd always love to not only enjoy the taste of local food when travelling, but also bringing them home as much as possible. In a way, this allows me to linger in the bit and pieces of the foreign land advanture...

From the recent trip, Ming and I purposely made trips to local markets in Paris and London. And we were happy about the findings. We bought different kinds of olives, sea salt with herbs, parma ham, salami, macarons and chips. The other day after I returned, I sat myself at the table with a plate of a bit of everything, sweet and salty, along with half bottle of merlot. The taste simply brought me back to the sunny day in Paris...

Eat Oyster in Paris

As told by the old French lady who sat next to us, Garnier is the second best oyster place in Paris. Near to Galeries Lafayette/ Printemp (see address below).

We chosed to sit at the Oyster Bar as it is almost EUR4 cheaper per 6 pieces and the service is actually better (given the two black faced waiter and waitress in the dining room). Besides oyster, Bulot is also very crisp and sweet, it is just sinful when it is covered with mayonnaise...

Some more oyster recommendations from the internet (忠道的巴黎小站)

喫生蠔:-
Garnier, 111 rue St-Lazare, 75008. Tel: 01 43 87 50 40-
Brasserie Lorraine, 2-4 place des Ternes, 75008. Metro Ternes (near Arc de Triomphe). Tel: 01 56 21 22 00-
La Cagouille, 10-12 place Constantin, 75014. Metro Gaite (near St. Honour) Tel: 01 43 22 09 02

Taken for 5pf's D

Picture taken outside of Hourse of Bols @ Amsterdam.
http://www.houseofbols.com/index.asp

Life less ordinary

Among the ordinary life, I'd love to be less ordinary. A friend said, my stories in life repeated itself over and over again.

Well, I wish my life is ordinary yet less ordinary and I am trying to live one.

Or, this is just a way to comfort myself... about not having a life that everyone besides me is expecting, that is, to meet the "right" guy, date, get marry, give birth to a cute little one, working hard to raise him/her...

Is it important to live upto people's expectation or simply have an enjoyable life with a worry-free future!?