• Nails Got Pampered

    If you’ve been following my instagram or paying attention to my instagram widget on the right of this page, you’d probably notice I have been trying to DIY my own nails recently.

    I tried nail art but I failed at art. Look at the mess I made.

    I tried water decal. Application is easy but they come off once I start hand washing my clothes.

    I gave up and turned to the professional.

    Yay! I haven’t had french manicured nails for such a long time! Yes, because they are done professionally and beautifully, I can post a larger picture. Heh~

    Anyway I’ve been down with viral infection, coughing and sneezing nonstop. The only consolation is that I’m no longer having a fever. I have a sexy voice now and my voice cracks when I try to laugh. My abs hurt from my over-coughing. I wanna recover… … ㅠㅠ

    Nothing can stop me from going out and enjoy the long weekend though. Took this selfie when I was waiting for my cuppa Smoothie King. Cold drink for cough is no good right? Oopsie!

    My selfie failed here. The focus was on my face and blurring my friends as background? LOL!

    Anyway if I still don’t get well, I should go visit doctor again. Everyone please drink more water! Enjoy the long weekend if you’re in Singapore!

  • First Time Trying Out Jollibee!

    I had an enjoyable gathering with my Uni friends last night. I laughed so much that my voice is coarse today and my throat feels like it’s burning. I thought about what we talked last night and I can still find myself grinning sheepishly.

    We went Jollibee at Lucky Plaza for dinner. The place is huge but the long queue is horrendous. We queued for more than half an hour before we get to order. Considering it’s a fast food restaurant, the waiting time is way too long.

    Usually we secure ourselves seats before we order. At Jollibee, we’re supposed to queue and order food before we locate seats. Hence most of the time, you see people wandering around with trays of food on their hand looking for seats. This system doesn’t really work when we have a group of people. For example, how do you expect 10 people to queue for food together, then find seats for 10 with all the food on hand?

    We were persistent in trying out Jollibee though. We studied it as one of the case studies for our final University double credit module thus the significance to us!


    The portion is quite small actually. On my good days, I think I can gobble 2 sets by myself. Taste wise, I’d say it’s good! I’ll definitely visit again if I can skip the queue.

    We headed over to Paris Baguette for desserts after that.

    Look at the pretty cakes! We 4 girls finished everything on our own and the guys didn’t even get a taste of it. Til the last bite, we were still squealing at how good the cakes tasted.

    Then it was nonstop picture snaping time! Uh-huh!


    That’s right, the 4 of us gobbled up all the cakes. Yums… I want another Strawberry Shortcake please ㅠㅠ

    I was listening to these 2 bickering from my left and right all night long. And that includes listening to them repeat conversations again and again. They gave us so much laughter throughout the night. <3


    Ending the post with another group picture. Hope we get to meet again!

  • I am who I am

    I was randomly surfing the net and came across a poem that left a deep impression. Reading more into what inspired the writer, I was even more intrigued.

    There was a winner of the Yook Woo-dang Literary Prize in April this year, that reignited the debate about accepting homosexuals in Korea. The prize was held in honor of the tenth anniversary of the suicide of nineteen-year-old Yoon Mo (pen name Yook Woo-dang) in April of 2003. Yook Woo-dang wrote this poem about his life: “Complaint”.

    The world calls us monsters
    So we live in hiding
    But aren’t we human beings?

    People gather together and form a community on their own. When you don’t agree with the community, they start calling you names and kick you away. They read behind whatever you said, and reiterate them in a way they are comfortable for sharing. It doesn’t matter if what they shared was the truth anymore. The main purpose is to find more people in joining them.

    Yet I am not who they say I am. No one can define me. I may have chosen to distant myself away from these people, but it doesn’t mean I am in agreement to what they have said or have to say.

    Aren’t we human beings?

    They fail to see me as a person and treat me with respect. It doesn’t matter. Continue smearing my name for all I care. I believe in retribution and you’ll get yours one day.

    At the end of the day, I am who I am.