fast and furious, not quite

z's new ride is here ( :

am mighty excited because (at the risk of sounding ridiculously spoilt) this means than we're no longer wholly dependant on the public transport system! as well-connected the public transport system in singapore is, the fact still remains that i have to walk 10 mins to get out of my estate and wait another 10 mins in the sweltering midday heat (or perhaps, a sudden thunderstorm so typical of equatorial climates like ours) for a bus/taxi.

you get the idea.

besides, i missed singing aloud to the oc soundtracks, gettting sent home instead of getting waken up at ungodly hours (3am anyone) to send him home, being able to admire the scenery instead of having to pay utmost attention to avoid accidents with reckless motorists and being able to doze off and still get home safely.

so yay to regaining our freedom of mobility! ( :
no more disgustingly long taxi queues in town, thank you.

because black on grey is too dull for the holidays

some photos which im randomly uploading!

anyway im dead broke yet all i want to do is to buy bags.
the fendi spy (the one in the photo is REAL lahh) is an imposssibility to get (through legitimate means) unless i save $3000 so erm maybe we'll just settle the warehouse snakeskin (fake one lah) clutch which is about 60 times cheaper.

in the meantime, suggestions on how to obtain the fendi spy would be appreciated ( :

oh and on a bimbotic sidenote (in line with the tone of this post), i read online that the best way to keep breasts pert is to douse them in ice-cold water every morning. z take note.

semi-charmed life !

alright yes im guilty, yes i am, for neglecting this blog. especially for not posting photos diligently, but well, thats what facebook's for, isnt it.

therefore, until
(1) i get full sized-photos from desiree or
(2) picasa decides to come up with a mac version,
please proceed to facebook or desiree's blog for photo updates!

anyway.
many thanks to all for the birthday wishes ( :
for all the lovely presents (!) and for the celebrations!
hoped at least the poker/puzzle-bobble was engaging, at the very least.
next time, no one's allowed to drive and we'll drink all we want!

oh and, the phuket trip was good! rather, khaolak was fan-ta-bu-lous!
on the other hand, phuket itself was filled with pale beer-bellied british men who think 800 baht is cheapcheap for a pair of shades and fierce & vulgar vendors hawking overpriced beer chang singlets! nonetheless, i want an infinity pool like the one we had in the resort in khaolak, with a private beach please, future me.

well, they tell you to dream big.
and you listen, only because you haven't checked your sem 2 results.