Hey hey!~ How about a ticket to the Singapore Flyer with Dear dear for a birthday present? So cool right? Show you some photos...(some can't load on my pc I wonder why)
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Rainy Morning
Today Dear was so GREAT! He picked me up from the sheltered walkway near my house to drive me to school because it was raining very heavily in the morning. I was thinking of how loving he is the whole morning and feeling happy about it. =)
School wasn't that great, students didn't bring what I asked them to bring, the older ones even complained with a tale they woven up that I do not teach. Luckily boss was on my side and she believes in me. I feel so loved by her also. Thank you boss. =)
I am happier now that me and Dear have decided not to talk about the housing issue. I know it will come up and I will probably be unhappy again, but I am reminding myself to take this chance to not think of it and give myself a break and feel god about life.
Therefore, today was a sunny rainy morning. =)
School wasn't that great, students didn't bring what I asked them to bring, the older ones even complained with a tale they woven up that I do not teach. Luckily boss was on my side and she believes in me. I feel so loved by her also. Thank you boss. =)
I am happier now that me and Dear have decided not to talk about the housing issue. I know it will come up and I will probably be unhappy again, but I am reminding myself to take this chance to not think of it and give myself a break and feel god about life.
Therefore, today was a sunny rainy morning. =)
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Another Weekend night out
It’s one more week and a day to my 24th birthday! I am so excited about it that I had started buying myself things to pamper myself. I bought a dress at a sale, only $15, usual price was $30+. Today I bought a handphone accessory, it’s a bell shaped like a dolphin and it’s baby blue in colour. I am still thinking if I want to keep it for myself or give it to Dear as a present (don’t ask what’s the occasion, giving little gifts don’t need reason right? But reason I can give: to reward him for pampering me with car rides to school and sometimes home from lunch.)
Today at MPM, a child vomited and another child’s parent was very angry because her son’s bag got slightly soiled by the sick. I guess it might be Hand-Foot-Mouth –Disease, hopefully I don’t get it although I am so “OLD” already, HFMD do affect adults. I am totally turned off by the incident, first the vomiting isn’t good at all to my just-recovered morning sickness. Then some unfriendly parent can’t be more understanding. I think it is fated for them, because both the sick child and the child with a dirtied bag were from the same class but they happen to come for make-up lesson on the same day and got into this situation. It didn’t really affect my students who were just sympathetic if the sick child feels better or not.
Yesterday, Dear took me to vivocity for dinner at the Mussels Guy, delicious mussels, yum yum, then to Sentosa, the beach drinking place where he took me for one of the first dates. Memories came back I remembered when we first got together and the first time he introduced me to his JC mates. Too bad he hasn’t formally introduced himself to my parents.
Today at MPM, a child vomited and another child’s parent was very angry because her son’s bag got slightly soiled by the sick. I guess it might be Hand-Foot-Mouth –Disease, hopefully I don’t get it although I am so “OLD” already, HFMD do affect adults. I am totally turned off by the incident, first the vomiting isn’t good at all to my just-recovered morning sickness. Then some unfriendly parent can’t be more understanding. I think it is fated for them, because both the sick child and the child with a dirtied bag were from the same class but they happen to come for make-up lesson on the same day and got into this situation. It didn’t really affect my students who were just sympathetic if the sick child feels better or not.
Yesterday, Dear took me to vivocity for dinner at the Mussels Guy, delicious mussels, yum yum, then to Sentosa, the beach drinking place where he took me for one of the first dates. Memories came back I remembered when we first got together and the first time he introduced me to his JC mates. Too bad he hasn’t formally introduced himself to my parents.
Dear is taking me on the Singapore Flyer for my birthday, 26th April, Saturady 6pm. Yay!
After the drink we had a nice time sitting by the beach, chatting and cuddling, totally Loving! I love you Dear!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
BTO
OK, news update, recently we are talking about housing, Dear talked about whether we should start looking around for a flat, discussion about what I can accept what I’d prefer to have etc. Both of us were quite disappointed by the reality.
Reality: after application, need to ballot, if heng heng get it, will have to wait for the BTO flat to build for at least 4-5 years before we “get-the-keys”. Many questions pop up as a result of this. Should we move into parents’ home? (I negotiated a rotation between his and my house but figured out it’ll probably not work in Chinese families like ours, I feel so unfair I am stranded to have to adapt to his home while he can continue being comfy)Can we rent a flat without the landlord living with us? (Dear is acting blur cos he wants to try to get me to move into his house)
Questions and questions, quite irritating to think about them. It is a accepting to have to adapt versus paying even more money to live somewhere versus holding back the wedding. Totally disrupted my plans: 25-26 wedding by 29 have 2 children. Should I wait? Should I try to come up with workable alternative solutions to try to convince Dear to take up? Maybe I should just pay the money and therefore gain the rights to be in control of the situation… Why is he trying to pay for everything? To be at the upper hand?
Anyway those are my whining…. Whoever has ideas or better still have been through it or have heard people talked about how they did it (organised their lives after married before house is ready), p lease please please, talk to me, I am feeling very vexed.
Reality: after application, need to ballot, if heng heng get it, will have to wait for the BTO flat to build for at least 4-5 years before we “get-the-keys”. Many questions pop up as a result of this. Should we move into parents’ home? (I negotiated a rotation between his and my house but figured out it’ll probably not work in Chinese families like ours, I feel so unfair I am stranded to have to adapt to his home while he can continue being comfy)Can we rent a flat without the landlord living with us? (Dear is acting blur cos he wants to try to get me to move into his house)
Questions and questions, quite irritating to think about them. It is a accepting to have to adapt versus paying even more money to live somewhere versus holding back the wedding. Totally disrupted my plans: 25-26 wedding by 29 have 2 children. Should I wait? Should I try to come up with workable alternative solutions to try to convince Dear to take up? Maybe I should just pay the money and therefore gain the rights to be in control of the situation… Why is he trying to pay for everything? To be at the upper hand?
Anyway those are my whining…. Whoever has ideas or better still have been through it or have heard people talked about how they did it (organised their lives after married before house is ready), p lease please please, talk to me, I am feeling very vexed.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
YK's class
Today is the first day taking over YK's class, it doesn't feel god as our 8-characters don't match. I can't explain why I always feel vexed about this guy so this is a convenient excuse I suppose...
Oh well... totally stressed in the morning, realised that I actually have a daily "dosage" of 6 periods per day. Dear has been quite ok though, stil his usual busy self. Oh yes, he picked me up half way from my home to school, so I am less ttired from walking, but JG did a better job, he drove me home after lunch. =)
These guys realy make my day, I feel like half a princess!
Oh well... totally stressed in the morning, realised that I actually have a daily "dosage" of 6 periods per day. Dear has been quite ok though, stil his usual busy self. Oh yes, he picked me up half way from my home to school, so I am less ttired from walking, but JG did a better job, he drove me home after lunch. =)
These guys realy make my day, I feel like half a princess!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Of Home and Apple Dreams
Yesterday I brought Dear along to the thai new year party at Koong’s. On our way there, Dear talked about the need to start thinking of getting a house (I suppose this is a response from my comment that people who claim that their homes will be ready only in 2012 although they just gotten their house, that is from what I read from a forum that Huimin pointed me to, to read about Anthony’s proposal which she transformed into an engagement) After that we went to ikea to get some idea about how basic necessities like bed and sofa cost. It feels kind of strange and confusing, so what message is he trying to send or it’s just as simple and plain as a just-to-let-you-know-the-current-situation comment.
[Huimin's post on the forum can be found "http://www.styleweddings.sg/forums/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=84915 jac8 posted on 28 Feb 2008, 11:42 AM"]
According to my Dictionary of Dreams by Geddes & Grosset, my dream of apples means this: “fruit, like flowers are symbolically linked with life, growth and sex. Fruits in particular, are associated with reproduction and coming to maturity or ripeness. A dream of unripe fruit may represents sexual immaturity. Ripe apples symbolise success in trade, love etc. Green apples symbolise the contrary. The apple has long been regarded as a symbol of sexual love and Freudians translate this as an erotic dream.”
[Huimin's post on the forum can be found "http://www.styleweddings.sg/forums/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=84915 jac8 posted on 28 Feb 2008, 11:42 AM"]
According to my Dictionary of Dreams by Geddes & Grosset, my dream of apples means this: “fruit, like flowers are symbolically linked with life, growth and sex. Fruits in particular, are associated with reproduction and coming to maturity or ripeness. A dream of unripe fruit may represents sexual immaturity. Ripe apples symbolise success in trade, love etc. Green apples symbolise the contrary. The apple has long been regarded as a symbol of sexual love and Freudians translate this as an erotic dream.”
Friday, April 11, 2008
Term2 Week4
Monday I wrote:
Today felt kinda funny. Dear is sick and on Medical Leave(ML). Thank God I
"kena" neither his ACT nor his 8 period-day. *phew*
I am feeling sick too this morning, couldn't sleep anymore after I woke up at
4.35am, nauseating in the morning cold, though I was covered in blankets. Now
throughout the day I felt more and more body aches, perhaps it's my
imagination, perhaps it's too much air-con, perhaps I am really falling sick. I
hope I last through the day, after school with homeschool then to SYCO.
Hope Dear gets well soon and be back at work tomorrow. I feel like ML too, but
for the sake of $ I shall push myself on. Jiayou!
The bell will go in 1 minute, I shall pause here, go for class and go visit Dear
at home before heading for tuition.
Today, Friday.
All through the week I am having morning sickness through the day, but I still have my larger appetite. I won't say the crave to eat a lot but rather the feeling of having warm food down my gut when my tummy is feeling quesy. Menses came and the morning sickness is still there so I can quite make out if it is really due to the hormonal fluctuations.
Dear has surprisingly been more loving since he is back from his ML. I don't know why, but hey, why ask why, just enjoy the love showered. Love also ask, don't love also ask then "what do you want"?
I am wondering where we will be going tonight, let's hope we don't get trapped somewhere again, otherwise it will really seem like some guy's planning already. Maybe a stroll along the river would be nice. Or how about a game of pool?
Today felt kinda funny. Dear is sick and on Medical Leave(ML). Thank God I
"kena" neither his ACT nor his 8 period-day. *phew*
I am feeling sick too this morning, couldn't sleep anymore after I woke up at
4.35am, nauseating in the morning cold, though I was covered in blankets. Now
throughout the day I felt more and more body aches, perhaps it's my
imagination, perhaps it's too much air-con, perhaps I am really falling sick. I
hope I last through the day, after school with homeschool then to SYCO.
Hope Dear gets well soon and be back at work tomorrow. I feel like ML too, but
for the sake of $ I shall push myself on. Jiayou!
The bell will go in 1 minute, I shall pause here, go for class and go visit Dear
at home before heading for tuition.
Today, Friday.
All through the week I am having morning sickness through the day, but I still have my larger appetite. I won't say the crave to eat a lot but rather the feeling of having warm food down my gut when my tummy is feeling quesy. Menses came and the morning sickness is still there so I can quite make out if it is really due to the hormonal fluctuations.
Dear has surprisingly been more loving since he is back from his ML. I don't know why, but hey, why ask why, just enjoy the love showered. Love also ask, don't love also ask then "what do you want"?
I am wondering where we will be going tonight, let's hope we don't get trapped somewhere again, otherwise it will really seem like some guy's planning already. Maybe a stroll along the river would be nice. Or how about a game of pool?
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Call it god's will or something, to reflect back about the week makes me feel niether-here-nor-there.
I am always the complainy one asking for more and more love and unshamely acusing dear for not loving me. He actually loves me a lot in his own way. Last week I was telling him off for being so comfy living a single life (not thinking of me all the time like i claim to be). Maybe he is living his own single life, but we aren't even engaged right? What more can I ask for?
As ironic as the fact that I attributed not going over to his house when his mum asks (maybe to shun inspection and scrutiny by their contingent) using the fact that we are not engaged or confirmed totally that we will get married, I am actually willing to go laze around his house if it's only him in the house. (sounds so wrong...) And the god-made (sorry god, not pushing the blame but just my way of saying "natural disaster") situation of being locked in the park made me quite surprised that I am actually comfortable without any preoccupations or wariness with him. However, he was losing most of his sleep just to be 1/4 awake to make sure both of us are safe. Although he kept saying it's safe, there is nothing to be afraid of, he later confessed that he was very relieved nothing dangerous happened. See? Dear loves me! (Yay!)
I feel kind of bad still, maybe I should do something nice for him tml (how about some stickers from the popular bookshop in popular? the glitter type that cost $3+++ for a sheet of 10+ stickers)
I am always the complainy one asking for more and more love and unshamely acusing dear for not loving me. He actually loves me a lot in his own way. Last week I was telling him off for being so comfy living a single life (not thinking of me all the time like i claim to be). Maybe he is living his own single life, but we aren't even engaged right? What more can I ask for?
As ironic as the fact that I attributed not going over to his house when his mum asks (maybe to shun inspection and scrutiny by their contingent) using the fact that we are not engaged or confirmed totally that we will get married, I am actually willing to go laze around his house if it's only him in the house. (sounds so wrong...) And the god-made (sorry god, not pushing the blame but just my way of saying "natural disaster") situation of being locked in the park made me quite surprised that I am actually comfortable without any preoccupations or wariness with him. However, he was losing most of his sleep just to be 1/4 awake to make sure both of us are safe. Although he kept saying it's safe, there is nothing to be afraid of, he later confessed that he was very relieved nothing dangerous happened. See? Dear loves me! (Yay!)
I feel kind of bad still, maybe I should do something nice for him tml (how about some stickers from the popular bookshop in popular? the glitter type that cost $3+++ for a sheet of 10+ stickers)
Saturday, April 5, 2008
A night in the Park
Yesterday was such a memorable night---in a not-so-nice sense.
After the thai music performance, I went for dinner with my profs somewhere near Alexandra Rd. Then as agreed I was to meet Dear for the night, but he actually refused to picked me up, so I negotiated for him to pay the taxi fare for me to go to JE to meet him, $8.
We had said to have drinks but later he said to go to a park, so I thought Chinese Garden. Thus, with the pre-conceived ideal destination, I was very worked up when I realised he was taking me to another park in Bukit Batok, which we had argued and agreed that it isn’t fair to go anywhere too near one of our house. Hence we detoured to Chinese Garden.
As usual, parked car, walked through the entrance with the nice bridge. Walked a little and chat, hugs and sat down at the pagoda steps to chat more. Then at 1030 I warned him we might be locked in as I remembered the last time we were there we left at 1030pm, he said it is not such a early time, probably we’ll leave a little later, which ended up to be 1140.
To our dismay when we walked to the entrance where we came in, everything was locked!!! So we decided to find alternative entrances and hope to find one without a lock, but to no avail, so we had to spend the night there.
Yeah~ You might think how exciting just two of us spending the night out in the sort of open unprepared. It all went well, he tried to keep me warm and I did like-wise, through the night we woke up several times due to the cold and hardness of the tiled floor. Had a few sweet moments despite the fact that we were stranded poor souls.
After all the drama, we went home at 6.40am when the place is slightly lit by the morning sun, and the parking cost $8.50!!!! Felt so silly that we can actually miss the closing time, I should have been insistent on leaving at 1030 or not so insistent on going there. Sigh, what is done can’t be undone.
Came home and had a tongue-lashing from my mum, not about sleeping out of staying out late but about me not informing her that she can lock the door. See, the door is more important!
After the thai music performance, I went for dinner with my profs somewhere near Alexandra Rd. Then as agreed I was to meet Dear for the night, but he actually refused to picked me up, so I negotiated for him to pay the taxi fare for me to go to JE to meet him, $8.
We had said to have drinks but later he said to go to a park, so I thought Chinese Garden. Thus, with the pre-conceived ideal destination, I was very worked up when I realised he was taking me to another park in Bukit Batok, which we had argued and agreed that it isn’t fair to go anywhere too near one of our house. Hence we detoured to Chinese Garden.
As usual, parked car, walked through the entrance with the nice bridge. Walked a little and chat, hugs and sat down at the pagoda steps to chat more. Then at 1030 I warned him we might be locked in as I remembered the last time we were there we left at 1030pm, he said it is not such a early time, probably we’ll leave a little later, which ended up to be 1140.
To our dismay when we walked to the entrance where we came in, everything was locked!!! So we decided to find alternative entrances and hope to find one without a lock, but to no avail, so we had to spend the night there.
Yeah~ You might think how exciting just two of us spending the night out in the sort of open unprepared. It all went well, he tried to keep me warm and I did like-wise, through the night we woke up several times due to the cold and hardness of the tiled floor. Had a few sweet moments despite the fact that we were stranded poor souls.
After all the drama, we went home at 6.40am when the place is slightly lit by the morning sun, and the parking cost $8.50!!!! Felt so silly that we can actually miss the closing time, I should have been insistent on leaving at 1030 or not so insistent on going there. Sigh, what is done can’t be undone.
Came home and had a tongue-lashing from my mum, not about sleeping out of staying out late but about me not informing her that she can lock the door. See, the door is more important!