At a loss

It was just barely an hour that my iPhone left my side (to have its pathetic screen repaired by JX’s techie friend) and I am already feeling restless.

As I fiddled with my Mom’s old Sony Ericsson handphone, setting the alarm clock and syncing the date and time, did I realize how dependent am I to the iPhone (albeit it looking pathetic)!

I tried to go online and at least surf the web using the Sony Ericsson phone. What – I need to set up an internet account??? I gave up. No music, no games, no reading of FML posts, no checking of mails, no FB. OMG. Have to switch on the slow PC. Argh!

I tried to sound as chirpy as I could and asked JX out for lunch tomorrow in the bid of having my precious iPhone back in my restless hands. Sooner. He waved me off like I was a fly. Damn, he saw through it.

I guess the journey to work tomorrow is going to be super duper long one.

Cracks

I have to admit, I get very frustrated with myself sometimes. Clumsiness and a short-term memory are just but a few of the traits which mar my awesomeness. Haha. And I’m pretty sure that JX is nodding his head furiously like an overcharged solar-powered pastel bald-but-smiley-being propped on some cars’ dashboard as he reads this. He was cheesed off by those qualities of mine too many times.

So he wasn’t too surprised when I wailed to him about the most recent misfortune.

I dropped my iPhone on the road as I got off a colleague’s car in a rush, and stepped on my iPhone as soon as it touched ground. Resulting in a silver spiderweb permanently etched on my iPhone screen. My mouth opened in a silent scream and I blinked a dew times after I picked my phone up. You know, probably the sunrays hit the screen at a certain angle or something. But noooooo…

The touchscreen is working at least. Shucks. What a dampener!

Doesn’t seem to bode well huh?

JX seemed to have an idea but that has to wait till after CNY. Keeping my fingers crossed!

Oh gosh.

Really, man. Stupid me.

Growing Up

After re-reading the earlier entries of my blog (those written in my early 20s), I came to realize that I have changed. Quite a fair bit. Even the blogging style has changed.

How one portrays one’s thoughts reflect the way they are. Aside from the content of one’s thoughts.

I seemed a lot more carefree and vivacious in the past; and less of a cynic. But I also sounded childish and ignorant. I went, “Wow, this was me just 6 years back?” I couldn’t quite connect to the ‘Me’ back then. And were those the biggest problems I had at that point in time?! Why do I sound enthusiastic, even though I had ended each entry with a “Need to go to bed now!“?

But of course, so much has happened within these 6 years.

It only led me to wonder what would I be thinking 6 years on, as I read this entry and those earlier?

The Emo Emu strikes again on this refridgerator of a night

It’s raining AGAIN! And the cold is getting to my knees. Yet another sign of aging. Maybe even premature aging. My mom seems alright, and her knees do not tell her the weather.

1 February 2011. The month of changes. I’m getting nervous and scared now. There will be changes, and I can only imagine what they would be.

As I lay on my bed, jabbing away at my iPhone, my mom will pop her head in and nag for a bit, despite knowing that it will fall on deaf ears. This… has gone on almost everyday for near 28 (OMG, I need to re-count my age. 28 seems.. not me.) years of my life. And suddenly, I won’t get that anymore. It gets irritating sometimes, but, I definitely will miss it.

I can feel it from my mom too. I see her gazing at me silently sometimes, with an expression which I can’t understand. It can get creepy, frankly. But I can only try to understand how she feels – her firstborn, her little girl, is finally and really going to break away from her apron strings and be a wife, and possibly a mom in time.

She held my hand as I brought her along with me to run some errands after dinner today. I could feel that she was feeling a lot more than just the need to hold my hand to cross the road. After crossing the road, she still held on tight to my cold hand, and started worrying about my health (something bad about having cold hands). Typical of Mummy.

I feel very sad suddenly. As I type this out, my throat feels like it has a burning sour lump stuck in there.

It is inevitable, isn’t it?

I guess it’s going to be a chaos of emotions this month. I hope I won’t be reduced to a blubbering idiot on that day.

The day has froze up on me. Just like the irritating WordPress app on iPhone.

I absolutely hate the cold. Not like I particularly love steamy hot weather, but the incessant rain really gets to me in the morning especially when I need to go to work. Frankly, the thought of bringing my blankie to work did cross my mind.

It’s amazing how all my friends on Facebook are commenting on the frigid weather in Singapore, THROUGHOUT the island. With foggy pictures to boot.

It’s really dismaying that this is the sort of weather for CNY visiting. The rain has stopped, for now. But it doesn’t look like it can hold up for long tonight.

The stupiak WordPress app is finally working again

The WordPress app on iPhone is finally working again. Had been crashing on me for months. #%#¥!*?!

But not like I have the time nor the mood to blog la.

Loads happening now. Just barely 4 weeks left. And… Many items still waiting to be checked against JX’s mental checklist. Can’t wait for it to be over and done with. Argh.

Looking forward to honeymoon at Maldives though!

The furniture for JX’s room came in just yesterday. And as I looked at the queen-sized bed, only did it hit home that The Day is coming. Really soon. And I think I panicked a little in the midst of excitement. I have more or less accepted that I’m not ever going to be a fair bride, but I kind of feel that I haven’t been working for the Big Day. Like, most brides-to-be would diet away, stave off fried stuffs and chocolates and exercise like mad… but I’m doing none of those. How can I, with all the CNY goodies? How to exercise when it is raining almost everyday!

Ok la, lame excuses.

The more diligent prep was to go for my facials but even then, it doesn’t seem to help at all. Ha. Ha. Ha.

I think I just panicked for the sake of panicking. Yup, must be it. (pick up tin of love letters)

Home’s mighty quiet without Jo around to bicker with for the past couple of weeks. And I’m sure she’s happy like a bird now in London. Poor Ryan.

What a messy jumbled post. This is what happens when you stop writing for too long.

Any longer, I probably can’t form coherent sentences.

The Wails of Engines (so loud it will make your ears bleed)

Thanks to Sandy, I get to experience something extravagant along with JX. It’s the F1 Grand Prix Singapore Night Race! It’s the qualifying night but well, it’s still definitely something.

The entertainment within the village is awesome! (Probably even more so than the qualifying race itself… IMHO)

And Adam Lambert! The gig to go after the race. He was totally awesome!!! His vocals was… Wow. Power. I totally won’t mind going to his concert if he holds one here the next time. And the atmosphere was great even though JX and I were kinda at the back. I missed my personal favorite number of his because we were trying to beat the crowd home.

And now… I have his songs on repeat mode blasting away to make up for it.

Allergy

Got a bad reaction from the powder (presumably) that the makeup artist was using. Red bumpy splotches were spread across my cheeks, nose and forehead. And this is in spite of me requesting for her to use my foundation base!

I had to even go to the doctor to curb the itchy flare.

I was so dead beat the next day, I was actually aching from POSING. Dang.

I can’t wait to view the pictures though!

The Wedding Photoshoot

Oh boy, it was actually fun and memorable. But it was damn bloody tiring!!!

And just when I managed to clear my skin from problematic zits in the recent days with religious TLC, new itchy ones are popping out from the day’s old thick impervious makeup! I thought I looked like a clown, but it somehow turned out alright on camera.

I feel kinda bad to see my hair abused the way it was today.

Oh, and I fell down on my butt in my gown even before the photoshoot in the morning. Hehe. I was wearing slippers but stepped on my own skirt.

And JX looked really dashing in his well-fitted suits.

Vivocity Giant’s staff was amazingly nice and helpful with our photoshoot! JX and I managed to overcome our crowd jitters (it wasn’t as secluded as we hope to be for a Monday late afternoon) with their welcome and help. We were definitely impressed (all staff was briefed on our photoshoot!), and we are pretty sure we would like all the pictures taken there. The next and last venue was Sentosa and well, beach shots lo. Oh, plus some carpark, log, and bridge shots. Our photographer’s pretty good in directing for our poses, but well, I have yet to see the final outcome…

Can’t wait to see them though!

Can see that my random thoughts are pretty jumbled up and I badly in need for a good sleep to rid off the headache pounding my head now.

As the rollercoaster climbs slowly to the peak…

Tomorrow’s the photoshoot! And I have a fresh zit on my chest. And a French manicure and pedicure which I now look in disdain (no way am I giving this French mani-pedi-crap a 3rd chance).

But thank goodness my face cleared up. Maybe it was the early nights these days because I was ill recently, maybe it was the facials, maybe it was post-period, maybe it was Hado Labo.

Ok! I should be off for an early night!