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31 July 2013

It's August!


Just got back from a super filling supper and am in a current state of revelation that we are already in the month of August. Gosh. Seems like not too long ago that I was still celebrating my birthday this year. Honestly wish that time would slow down and not pass so quickly just cos I have so much to do and too little time to make things happen.

Have an upcoming trip to Hong Kong of which I've yet to plan the itinerary, just bits and pieces, here and there. Then, I'll pretty much be done for leisure trips for the year I guess. (excluding impending work trips) Trips are so expensive these days. Our flight alone to HK during National Day weekend is $600. $600!!! I can think of better things to do with that $ like contributing that to Amelia's Baking Funds.

May August be filled with lots of baking. My westie friends are lucky people with new bakes that I stuff them silly with, especially J, the boys and Char. I spent 3 hours in the kitchen at 3am last night rearranging my entire kitchen. I'm currently obsessed with organizing everything in my kitchen, also because I'm trying to make space for my new kitchenaid and my (going-to-purchase) espresso machine. That'll prob. cost my another 2k. I don't even shop for apparels anymore because I'm spending all my $ on groceries and food and equipment. If only I'm as particular about my room as I am about my kitchen in terms of organization lol.

August goals: Draw, paint, bake, coffee, latteart

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Why do girls whine? Is it because guys just generally like the whiney sort of girls (urgh) or they just think it gets them what they need and want? Even if you want to whine, at least whine about rational stuff like when he forgets a certain something or cancels on you, whine about it. If you want to whine about minute extravagant stuff, I will slap you. (i swear) But I'm pretty sure we're not even friends.  Whining like a princess - huge no-no. You are not a princess unless you ask Disney to cast you in a film :D

18 July 2013

Dear _ ,

Love is not about putting up a front. Love is not about acknowledging the other party's relationship solely in name. Love is so much more.

Love is slow, steady yet gives you a rush to the head. Love is about creating sparks. Love is learning to talk with your hearts yet being able to talk about anything underneath the blanket of stars. Love is affectionate. Love is being able to touch, giving hugs sparingly and excessively, planting kisses. Love is about sharing. Love is wanting to share everything and being a tad bit too excited about sharing. Love is about listening and exchanging laughs. Love is knowing how to tickle. Love is about raising your shoulder and carefully guiding a crying face to your shoulder. Love is knowing how to comfort. Love is saying things and meaning them. Love is keeping promises. Love is stealing glances in the midst of a crowd of friends. Love is wanting to be constantly beside each other. Love is never wanting to be apart. Love is not bearing to not talk despite angry selfs. Love is knowing how to put the angst aside and resolving issues. Love is saying things to appease the other. Love is never ever going to bed angry. Love is being able to sieve out deeper emotions from words on the surface. Love is knowing what the other party does not mean to say. Love is not caring what others think. Love is about priority. Love is not egoistical. Love is thinking about the better good of things. Love is about small reminders of love. Love is about daily morning hellos and bedtime goodnights. Love is sending hearts. Love is being sickeningly romantic. Love is wanting to make the other happy. Love is knowing when they're not. Love is wondering if she is hiding in her room crying. Love is not hanging up when she's crying. Love is wanting to help wipe away the tears.

M.