Postcards from Gold Coast #2


Thick succulent slices of smoked salmon encased in a chewy bagel. Great stuff.

!(imgcenter) loves Sara)!:

Crashing waves as seen from QDeck. And oh, someone loves Sara.

!(imgcenter) road most travelled)!:

Beautiful skies and a view that made running the race a pleasure

!(imgcenter) than my head)!:

Look ma, the lettuce’s bigger than my fist!


Postcards from Gold Coast #1

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Starfish! Reminded me of “Finding Nemo”.

!(imgcenter) Pelican)!:

Somehow, I got the pelicans and flamingoes mixed up and started wondering why they weren’t standing on one leg.

!(imgcenter) around)!:

I loved how people would lounge around on the grass or beach.


My Nike mary-janes took me everywhere and went with everything.

Wedding March


!(imgcenter) gorgeous arc of colours)!:

How gentle is the rain
That falls softly on the meadow
Birds high up in the trees
Serenade the clouds with their melody
Oh! See there beyond the hills
The bright colors of the rainbow
Some magic from above
Made this day for us
Just to fall in love


I woke up at 11am, back in my own bed and feeling extremely groggy. There it was, an innocuous text message from the boyf: “Happy engagement anniversary.”

Unbeknownst to us, Time has crept past us and it’s now exactly a year since he popped the question up on The Peak.

How much things have changed since that pivotal moment.

What hasn’t changed, though, is his devoted love for me. Here’s a man who would never fail to send me off or pick me up from the airport whenever I go overseas. Even if it’s at 6am, he would say, “Never mind, I’ll come out now, wait for me.” I may be grumpy, whiny, tired and grimy from the flight but he always brings a smile to my face.


Tired but in love

Photography, The organised chaos

Rained out

!(imgcenter) day)!:

Doesn’t it just suck when it storms when you are having a holiday by the beach?


Next to me, the waves crashed ominously against the golden shore. The horizon was heavy with clouds that were dark with rain. I ran and ran, hoping against hope that I could outlast the storm. But Mother Nature was not having it. She blew great gusts of wind against my body, throwing me off course more than once. And as if that wasn’t enough, pallets of rain drops blasted against my skin, my face, my hair. The water ran into my eyes, my mouth, deep into my scalp, and it was all I could do to run with my eyes open. I gasped for air, icy cold oxygen sucked down my throat. I was soaked to the skin, my fingers were frozen to the bone and my feet were squelching in water.

It was the best run of my life.

!(imgcenter) and happy after running in the rain)!:

Looking blah but feeling fantastic!

The organised chaos, Two of Us

Baby, it’s cold outside

!(imgcenter)’s cold, cold, cold)!:

Don’t be fooled by that smile – inside I was turning to ice. Yes, smarty pants me thought that the wetsuit would keep me warm but NO. The water was so cold, I couldn’t stop shivering till hours later. It took a soak in a tub full of hot water to make me feel sufficiently alive again.

Winter in Gold Coast. Not good. COLD.
The nights are even worse.

And I swear, I never ever want to take the red-eye flight again. I end up not getting any sleep and feeling crabby and sneezy all day. I’m not looking forward to Sunday’s flight back.

Thankfully, I have this to keep my insides all warm and fuzzy:
!(imgcenter) love this man!)!:

Using iChat in Singapore is a form of amusement; using iChat when I am overseas is a necessity. His goofy smile and silly antics make me laugh, melting away any form of loneliness I may have.

I heart this man.