Two of Us

On our way

!(imgcenter) our east end goes up…)!:

Sometimes, instant gratification may not be as good as it sounds.

Take our east end, for example. 10 months after we signed on the dotted line, it has only risen by eight storeys or so. Given that the blocks are 17 floors tall and the developers need to work on the finishings, the flat is on track to be completed by end 2008.

It gets harder and harder to say our goodbyes at my doorstep these days. But the knowledge that our home is on its way to completion nudges us gently along the road. Plus, it is rather enjoyable when we take a special detour in Tampines just to look at the east end and know that this is where our future began. Just the other day, he asked me to check out some pictures and videos he had taken earlier in the day. Half expecting pictures of Master Chief or something in that vein, I found myself scrolling through photos of our still-in-construction flat – he had driven by to check its progress.


!(imgcenter) at Ikea)!:

I used to be feel like a big kid in a funky playground everytime I step into Ikea. If only I had my own house, I would have this light and this table and this wardrobe and this curtain, I thought.

These days, going into the Ikea store at Tampines feels doubly meaningful. One day, we would be filling our home with some of these pieces – it would be our place decorated exactly the way we like it. We would finally get to try our hands at cooking, put up the photos we had taken and invite our friends over to chill out.

In fact, we have decided we will definitely get a charcoal grill set so we can have yakitori whenever we feel like it. We’ll set it up in the balcony, shut the doors and the fan the smoke over to our neighbours’ place.


When I read about The Premiere in the papers, I thought it was perfect. It was in our neck of the woods and near the MRT station and it wouldn’t be up till 2008, which gives us time to save up and make plans.

We went to the showroom and I just knew that I wanted to live here. Sure, the space wasn’t big, the kitchen was a little narrow and a tad too far from the station. But it was just a feeling I had, standing in the sunlit rooms, looking at the cosy bay windows and the airy balcony.

It was just a feeling but I think trusting my instincts was one of the best things I have ever done.

Two of Us

Here we go again…

!(imgcenter) of Halo 3 at Suntec City)!:

At this very moment that I am typing this, the future housemate is busily hacking away at aliens with his new hammer. Or crystal sword. Or rocket launcher. Whatever.

Sounds familiar?
Think back to three years ago, when I declared myself the Xbox widow. This time, the console has been upgraded and so have I – I am now a Xbox 360 widow. Also, there is the added tension in the form of the newly-released Halo 3.

The process of becoming a Xbox 360 widow goes like this:

1. Self-pity
“All my Barcar friends have Xbox 360 except me okay.”

2. Trickery
“Let’s go to Best Denki.”
“Heh heh heh. Oh look, the Xbox 360 demonstration set is unoccupied!”

3. Negotiation
“If you let me get the Xbox 360, I will subsidize half the cost of your Wii.”

4. Anticipation
“I’m taking September 25 and 26 off cos 25th is the launch of Halo 3.”
“So why do you need the 26th off?”
“To play Halo all night.”

5. Decision-making
“Should I buy the Xbox now or wait till the launch? They may have discount then. Hmm. Or should I pay in installments? Or maybe I can buy in Tangs and earn rebates.”

6. Preparation
“Are we going anywhere this Saturday? No? Good. I need to go down to Junction 8 to collect the Halo tee-shirt. If I collect all their freebies and present it on the day of the launch, I can get the limited edition helmet!” and
“Are we going anywhere this Saturday? No? Good. I need to go down to Tampines Mall to collect the Halo vest. If I collect all their freebies and present it on the day of the launch, I can get the limited edition helmet!”


7. Purchase
“I’m in Ang Mo Kio now. Can get the set at a discount. But I didn’t get the helmet. Cos I don’t have the tee-shirt lah.”

I’m resigned to spending our weekends in his room, watching him jab away at his controller, cuss into the headset, yell instructions to his friends and then explain to me that he is hacking away at the aliens with his hammer/crystal sword/rocket launcher because Master Chief wants to regain world peace. All at the same time.

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Everything Else

Boo hoo baby

I’ve been mildly obsessed over Grey’s Anatomy these days. Well, mildy is quite an understatement. You see, I have been averaging three episodes a day and I get a little antsy when I don’t get to watch it. It’s like caffeine – once you have made a habit of drinking it at a certain time, it’s hard to quit.

Why do I love it so? Because it’s an emotional, funny show that makes me feel like a human. It makes me laugh, it makes me cry and it makes me think about the choices that they make, which is great because it means the show strikes a chord. It reminds me of Sex and the City and Ally McBeal, which are similarly driven and shaped by female experiences.

Consequently, I am hooked onto this fantasic song “Breathe (2 AM)” by Anna Nalick. I’ve always been attracted by strong lyrics and this girl’s got it all – mellow, warm voice, catchy melodies and emotive lyrics. Check out the video, it’s a brilliant montage of some the show’s most unforgettable scenes.

Little Miss Shopaholic


!(imgleft) jeans)!:
I can’t remember when I started having the hots for Uniqlo but it was always a desire that was unattainable simply because Uniqlo is not available in Singapore.

Just like mass brands such as Giordano, Uniqlo features basics such as tees and jeans. But unlike Giordano, Uniqlo products always seem to be slightly edgy, quirky and just a touch different, being Japanese.

When I got to Hong Kong, I was thrilled that the city had a Uniqlo store right next to the MTR (was it Mongkok or Tsim Shat Tsui?). We trooped down and were not disappointed by what we found.

The boyfriend picked up a cool pair of black plastic spectacle frames for just S$10. I….I bought a pair of skinny jeans (S$60), a sweet pleated skirt (S$40?), two funky graphic tee shirts for my mother and I (S$20 in all) and boxers for Trev and the boyfriend (S$20). And now, TZ has helped me purchase this lovely white blouse from Japan that costs just S$10 because of the seasonal sale.

I love the skinny jeans. They fit perfectly and feel so comfortable. I was initially hesitant because I normally get my jeans from Levi’s (the only ones that fit me) but I could not resist the deep black colour and the fact that its skinny cut is not just tight. I don’t usually wear tees but the Uniqlo one looks cool especially with black jeans, which is what I practically live in these days when I don’t have appointments.

Uniqlo, could you please consider setting up shop in Singapore please?

Two of Us, Wedding March

Minus one

!(imgcenter) shoe sizes apart, seven years apart, almost eight years together)!:

Well, exactly one year from now, we will be husband and wife.

Knowing him, he probably doesn’t even realise it and he’s going to give me this sheepish look with a big grin when he sees me rolling my eyes at him. Yes, he remembers things like when the Singapore Formula One race will kick off but other dates just slide off his memory like water on a baby’s backside.

He is not the romantic sort. I honestly cannot remember when was the last time he bought me flowers (maybe seven years ago?) and the last surprise I got was the proposal (which was sorta cute). Most of the time, I whine and kick out hard at his shins about the lack of a romantic bone in his boy (he is a VS boy afterall).

But in the end, I realise that it’s not the big gestures that keeps a relationship going. It’s in the small things – how he brings heavy magazines home for me from his office, how he sends me home without complaints even when he is dead tired, how he always pays for my meals because my wallet has swallowed up my cash, how he carries my gym bags for me even though his load is not light, how he good-naturedly accepts the good-hearted jibes of my extended family who adores him…

So after almost eight years, we are finally nearing the end of a chapter and the start of a new life together. Cheers to the remaining one year of engagement.

(Edit: Well, it seems that he knows why a cake was sent to his office after all!)

Little Miss Shopaholic

An Orla Kiely home?


There is something about Orla Kiely that I can’t really define.

Is it the bright, chirpy colours?
Is it the graphic prints that evoke feelings of Spring and brings to mind the happy feelings of running through the grass?
Is it the retro-esque combination of colours and huge floral prints?

Whatever it is, I adore Orla Kiely. When I was in Hong Kong, the boyfriend had to drag me out of the boutique because every bag, every skirt and every wall covering (!!) was just calling out my name. Unfortunately, my budget had busted and there was no way I could have afforded one of those perky little babies.

Now, you can actually do up your house in Orla Kiely prints! Lux Interior in Dubai gives you the options of having an Orla Kiely Colour House.

Meanwhile, I shall just make do with a pretty sundress that tries valiantly to replicate the colourful quirky prints. Whee.