Thursday, February 1, 2018

A little bit of Ipoh, a lot of Singapore

One thing stuck in my mind on the plane back home- FOOD and shopping.
My nan's daily routine is to get up early, go for her morning walk, go home, get ready to go out for breakfast.
My daily routine is to get up early when she wakes me up, go for her morning walk, go home, get ready to go out for breakfast.
Nan took me to this little corner family-owned noodle shop, SO GOOD. Not my usual Sunday morning fishball noodle soup but SO GOOD! I had to go back before I left Ipoh. Also I recommend ordering the noodles dry, not in soup form. 

LOL that is all the photos I took while I was in Ipoh. The rest are stored in my iCloud, or posted on my Instagram story which you should have seen...

This trip wouldn't have been enjoyable if it wasn't for that certain someone who had to literally run around town just so I can get MY stuff done. Thank you! That is all... the rest was said before I entered the bus.


I arrived two hours before Serene, I was exhausted from flying. More exhausted from the 2 hours freaking delay from AirAsia due to some engineering problem which caused an almost-cancelled-flight, thanks a lot AirAsia but no thanks.

We didn't do much on our first day there except I caught up with someone and literally could not recognise him for 2 seconds until he turned his back on me and went 'oh sorry wrong person'. His hairstyle changed, his dressing was different but that smirk was still there. I've missed this bastard. 

I am also never walking along Orchard Road for however long we walked for. I think we have had enough of that foodcourt we walked passed 4...5? 7? times.
But I think the highlight of the day was prawn fishing, it was really testing my patience. But I am so proud that the person who caught all the prawns did something compassionate. Not sure if Serene caught something up there though... 


We started off the day at China town. Sight seeing- lots of 'take one of me please' and 'one more'. 

And then we went to Little India. Btw, if you are planning to visit Singapore, better get your comfortable walking shoes on.
It was my first time visiting Little India, interesting! I mean, nothing that I have not seen before but interesting! Of course we had to get henna done...
My hesitation was- work is going to kill me but I am brave LOL

I am also reaaaaalllyyyy missing the person who is constantly standing behind me taking a million photos saying 'wait' or 'it's too dark'. 

We moved forward to Arab Street. I felt like I was in the Middle East. Thanks Serene for suggesting to go to these cool places!

Photos following this in my editing software are the ones of me and Serene in the Art Science Museum. I got angry while editing so you might/might not see them near future.

But overall, it was a good trip. Not sure if you read my last post but it was the summary of my whole trip. I better stop here before I miss my friends and fam more than I should have because it is all I am thinking of right now. I feel the way I felt 9 years ago, horrible that I have left my friends and fam and that I hate it where I am now.

 My next post should be 6 months later, see you on my instagram story ;)

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Personal Journal-

Journey home as an adult felt different yet welcoming. My memory of getting to places is vague. New buildings around almost every corner, unfamiliar alleys under construction; every object in my grandmother's house brought back memories, the everlasting greenery around the little town I call home. The smell of food from different hawker stalls brought back good times on Sunday mornings.

I approached the big black metal structure and unlocked the never padlocked gates. As I stood infront of that familiar place, I realised time paused while I have been busy paving my own road. I waved at a recognisable face but to only get a response after introducing myself- again. It only took a few years for wrinkles to stretch deep into the skin and footsteps pacing slower to none. Perhaps things don't change, but appearances and memories do.

Good friends around me are getting on with their daily life routine. Some are just starting out, some dreading to clock in, one even started a little family. I realised how much I've missed their company, especially the dash of tease they apply in every verbal sentence and the blank canvas in their eyes when I become myself.  Even though our conversation archive keeps getting bumped towards the end of the line every other day, but when we start typing it was as if we left the conversation yesterday. They are such irreplaceable people and I thank them for our friendship. Just hope it stays this way- am I asking for much?

As I reached the due date of my travels, I reflected on my friendship and family relations. I am glad to have met up with the people I truly care about and hope it does not stop here. Wherever I go I think of them, whatever I do I want to include them.

Until next time. But for now, I will keep them in my blessings.

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

White Out

With the weather warming up, all I want to be clothed in is linen. 
I paired my white Bardot pants (similar here) with this Cmeo Collective top 
Sort of gave a relaxed yet chic vibe.

Although I am really enjoying prac and I am placed in a classroom full of chat-your-ears-off children and a wonderful mentor, I just can't wait to be finished.
But then I thought to myself, what happens when I am actually on the job, will I be dreading for the year to end?
We always want what we don't have.

I hope you have a lovely day/week/ rest of the year.

Photos are of course by Magnum <3

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Autumn to Winter

Can't seem to remember the last time I wore stockings, makes me feel like a little girl strutting around in squeaky shoes when I do.
We finally got to visit this orchard where sleep mode is slowly turning on as middle of winter is approaching. I wish we came earlier to see the warm blood orange everyone experienced, it looked magical. 
Now, wind pricks when night falls, legs turning into living stones.

This red dress has little bell sleeves that does not give me extra long limbs. I've had it for such a long time yet this is my first time breaking it out of my packed wardrobe. (I tried looking for dupes for this dress incase you want one to own, but it's either off the shoulder or out of stock, sorry :/). 
Mid 2017 has also been stop-buying-start-wearing situation.

I am at the point where I can't wait to find out what my future looks like, but not ready to be a responsible adult, yet. Remember those days I would look at my sisters thinking "can't wait to be that age and do whatever I want". Little did I know doing what I want also comes with bills and extra mindfulness. 
I'll blog again soon, maybe about e skincare/makeup to change things up a little, comment (or you don't HAVE to) and let me know?! idk.

Anyways, enough about me. What about you? How have you been? 

Friday, February 10, 2017

Swing Mood

I think everyone should at least have a leather (faux or real) jacket as a statement piece in their closet. I paired my girly lace blouse (similar here and here) with my favourite leather jacket (broke mum's bank in 2012 when she got them for me, cheers mum) to get the best of both worlds- edgy and feminine
They say shopping for a leather jacket is like love at first sight, you just know which one is THE one at first glance. 

Also, lets talk abut the distressed hem on my ankles. I have been seeing it everywhere this year and I am in love! Despite the distressed situation on my jeans, it also appears to be high-waisted, which makes a petite girl like me looking a few inches taller. 

Photograph by: Magnum Chin

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Don't speak, listen.

8 years ago, I moved to a complete different country.
He told me all about it. 
What we could all do together, what will happen in the future. 
Bags and boxes all packed and labelled.
I was so excited.

Every evening, I would be catching up with the latest gossip from my friends on MSN.
His daily chant behind my back was "it's bed time".
I'd wave him away.
"5 more minutes".

6 years ago, death greeted him peacefully.
"My deepest condolences to you and your family"- how I still hate reading, listening or hearing this sentence.
Everything was happening so fast.
Was it even real life?

So much mixed emotions around and in me.
Why did something like that had to happen to me?
Why did it happen to someone so genuine and compassionate?
What am I suppose to do now?

I became protective.
I began to shut out irrelevant people.
I started working for myself to gain what I want.
I did it for me.

Friends sympathise. Family criticise. 
"It's been a few years, let it go"
"You should have done this while he was still here"
I wanted to make myself deaf.

He was my world.
He encouraged, supported and gave all he had to me.
Never a "no", always a "try".
I took it all for granted.

Sometimes, little things I come across reminds me of him.
Jokes he'd say to make the whole table roar with laughter.
That warm smile he'd spread across the study table.
"Always listen to your mother".

I started seeing some things in life through his perspective.
I still hear him say "try it with confidence" in my head when I know I failed. 
I still, till this day, wonder what will my life be like if he was still here?

Sunday, September 4, 2016

Sunny side of York

 September, the start of a new season. 
Even though we are still greeted by the cold winter breeze, the vibrant stretch of colours on the canola fields warms our soul. We could literally hear bees buzzing through the field from one flower to another, someone nearly lost his nose from hay fever. 

I've been digging the casual white collared blouse trend. 
But, ever since Carys and Kelly introduced me the Joni styled jeans by Topshop, I am OBSESSED. Comfort + Style= Me.

Here are a few shot taken and edited by Magnum
It's good to see someone you love chasing his dreams and slowly developing his skills, making it a reality.