Calling off the search, Mr Perfect does not exist

We’ve all heard the phrase, “Nobody’s perfect”, but do we really take it to heart?


When it comes to love, it seems that the answer is generally “no”. More than ever before, singles have options. I truly believe that everyone will find the perfect partner, a soul mate who will fulfill our every need through every stage of our lives. While many chaps have positive attributes, the majority are deeply flawed.


What can I do about it? Well, yes, I'll settle for imperfection and clumsy honesty.

Boycott it.

i was inspired to write this when i saw a child struggling in a baby walker. And, this is very upsetting. Like what we heard/shared/debated in class last year, why baby walkers should be banned. it's an ongoing debate about the usefulness of baby walkers and it's harm. Nevertheless, the bottom line is, baby walkers does more harm than good! You are probably thinking, i was once in a baby walker too and i turned out well. Well, think again. With medical and technology advancement, there are now sufficient  research and many articles in our super vastly internet that gives you the truth. Convenience? i rather not. Make the right decision, don't use baby walkers.

Not convincing enough? why don't you see baby walkers advertisement on telly/newspapers ? because our local media authority banned such advertisements. why? Simply to discourage you to get it.

Spread the world.Boycott it.

Nothing like some retail therapy

Ain’t it? And yesterday was super. After all the schoolwork, a girl needs to shop!

The wardrobe needs a bit or revamping every now and then, and this time it was Zara and Co. that made me very happy.

For me shopping does work as a stress buster, and it doesn’t matter for whom I am buying stuff. Just the act of buying makes me feel better. Yeah I am crazy like that. What about you? Do you love to shop?

Money does buy happiness after all. Alright back to work.

Love wins. Love always wins.

i know examinations are coming and assignments are piling, but how can i not spend time reading Tuesdays with Morrie. it feeds me with bite-sized wisdom every time i read it. 

Yesterday's tutorial got me thinking about my future. Degree? Work? Or is my life over? For eighteen years of my life, i play my role as a student, learning has always been my priority. Will my life be stagnant? Will i lose my edge in our competitive society? i wonder what will i be like five years from now. Will i be a good teacher? a better person?

"If you don't have the support and love and 

caring and concern that

you get from a family, you don't have much at all. 

Love is so supremely important." -Tuesdays with Morrie.

Work is Slowly Killing Me

I am pretty sure that work would kill me slowly with blunt knives.

Bring my brown pants

Last Saturday, i was invited to Enfant to witness the children's year-end concert cum graduation. it was so magical, it is what we work our whole lives to be part of, and i am so proud of each and every one of them. And, i cried (duh!)  That kind of emotions evoked, that atmosphere, that significance, how can you not cry? Watching them grow in the past two years was amazing! These children will always have a special place in me and i will remember them forever. In hindsight,  it was an extraordinary journey, the impact the children had in me and the impact i had in them, it is indescribable. Moving on, to have served my attachment at Creative Star (last sem) and currently at MFS, and more to come and more to worry about yeah. So, yeah. spoke to parents and stuffs, take-home kit, evaluation, children's work, stuffs.

                                           Child's artwork based on a lesson about Farm

  Alannis did a get well soon card after hearing that another teacher was ill. (aww, so sweet!)

On a separate note, i felt so weak and useless to actually shed so much tears for the past few weeks. Well, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger uh. Becoming so dark and lost and every negative adjectives in the world. whatever. it's over luh. Although it's the holidays, i don't feel happy at all, what's the point of cheering up and be happy when your happiness will be ruined again soon. just let me stay gloomy and live my life in disdain and distastefully. 

i have been doing a lot of reflections these days, a lot!  Looking back, i did so many things in so little time! the amount of work i can produced in such short amount of time is so wow. i am impressed.

babies; happy pill.