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❤ Photoshoot,studies,hospital & many more going on in my life.
| Monday, May 28, 2012


 Pardon my second picture. Cause' I really look crappy + tired + sweaty. Oh, that's my photographer on the left in the second picture! Just two weeks ago, I had my 1st photoshoot with Ci Qing.I would say awkward moments in front of the camera x10 0000000. I really had those awkward / fake smiles in front of the camera for the beginning. But after talking to him, & getting to know him better, trying hard to strike a conversation with him on the poses I should do & so on throughout the whole shoot.

Behind every model, there is always a great and able assistant. Likewise for me, I pulled in Ken to be my so-called "assistant" for the day. Apparently, he was a rough assistant cause he broke my bags (both the shoe bag & my own handbag.)  Uhm, so moral of the story is to get a female assistant instead. :) But he did a great job in entertaining me, liven up the whole awkward and tensed mood throughout the photoshoot. Ended off at around 4:30pm, and it was a success. The photos could be seen on my facebook! :) Love the editing my photographer did to the photos. Great job & thanks for the hard work CQ!

So, the next part of my blog entry is going to be something... probably boring to some of you. So, grandpa's health has been deteriorating & has been in the isolation ward for quite some time. Hearing from dad, he says that grandpa should be out of the ward soon & back home. His health condition ain't good, so dad told me to go drop him a visit. I did, with mum today & when grandpa saw us, he got agitated and he cried. First time I saw my grandpa cry in front of me. In the past 17 years of my life, never once I saw him cried. Flashbacks of his smile immediately went flushing through my head when I saw him cry. Somehow, I felt that I was trying to in a way or so cover up the freshly made memory of him crying. I was speechless. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I held it back. Grandpa held my hand tightly. I know his days are shortlived, but I somehow, just refuse to accept that fact wholey yet.

❤ Once again.
| Tuesday, May 22, 2012




It's another week of May that has passed. Eventful week. Like as usual, I had school. Last week though, I had to only go to school for 3 days due to graduation for the ex year 3 students & as well as the makeup for the holidays that we have to turn up for school. I had a total of 5 days of 'holiday' in a week. 

Rough patches here and there. I really have got to tell myself of what I really want for myself. Not for others. It's been really nice of some of my friends to remind me of things I have been neglecting. I have left it at the back of my mind for too long such that it has been left there,like a dusty book left on a unused bookshelf. So many questions running on my mind. Recently, I went to seek consolation in something I know I shouldn't have turned to even how bad the situation was. Side note to myself, stop, when you know you are gonna go deeper. Stop before it turns worse. Addiction can really kill.

Exams coming up soon, shall seeya when I have the time to blog again.
❤ Happy Mother's Day, Mummy!
| Saturday, May 12, 2012
Happy Mother's Day! (:

Saturday today, & I had this urge to treat my mom for dinner! (: Had dinner @ Coca's. Really awesome. Filling to the max, I love savouring all the food there! (: Steamboat felt great today, because I hadn't had steamboat in a really long time! Filling dinner indeed! (: Original plan was suppose to be dinner treat on me. In the end, mama paid for dinner, making me feel extremely bad. Went down to a bazaar sale at wisma, and mum got her eye on a bag. So eventually, I paid for the bag & the dessert which we had before going home.

PS:

Hi mum, I know you will never be able to read this cause' I don't think you have the link to my blog! But, it's okay, because I am just going to type it here just in case someday you happen to chance upon my blog. Thank you for bringing me up for the past 17 years of my life. I really can't thank you enough. I remember when i was young, I was dressed up like a doll and a elegant princess. I was given the best. You gave me the best you can afford for me. As I grew older, I had my rebellion times, where I threw my temper at you, and not showing you enough understanding. I apologize for those rude words I used when I was angry at you, or when we argued. It never really meant. I love those milos you made for me in the night, cook for me noodles as my supper when I was hungry. All these actions, comes from a mother's love to her child. Thank you mummy. Thank you for supporting me in everything I did that was right. I love you mummy.

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