Tuesday, September 1, 2009
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling oh so inspired to write this entry. Because I can only say so much, I reckon ‘em photos would do the trick…Labels: i feel rejuvenated.
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
So, I ended up being the silly girl yet again. I was so confident my trip to LA was six days, only to find out it was eight. If not for my fellow colleague who told me, yea he was in disbelieve with my ignorance, I wouldn't know. (-_-) A joy it was for me hey, but I shan’t say it as it is; I don’t want to trigger any animosity from you folks. Heh.
Santa Monica alongside Hollywood I saw (Nope, Jessica Alba wasn’t around wretchedly and Michael Jackson’s funeral wasn’t that nearby) and malls after malls I visited. I dare to say money was well-spent. Period.
I thought it stopped there. But I thought wrong. I spared a penny not as the second last day had me another four digits lesser within two hours. It is scary if you get to see how I spent but it’s enlightening when you take a glance at my shopping bags. *grins bimbotically ala Paris Hilton*
Pictures were not taken for I was THAT busy so just take my word for it this time. I was blessed with colleagues who were super great (and super senior). *chuckles* We drove around with a temperamental GPS and hot juicy gossips became our source of entertainment. Not to mention, the beautiful beaches. Think O.C.
I miss home, family and cousins believe you me but I don’t wanna leave just yet. Still, work is work afterall. Tomorrow I’ll be making my way back to sunny Singapore. Four days total I’m all yours peeps. You can bet my time would be spent with my MJ. (People who are aware who he is, please keep it hush hush aye. Teheeee)
So, stay tuned for a better entry. Pray tell, there will be one.
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Don’t count on it. Ack.
cinta
fasyalba
Labels: i feel rejuvenated.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
dear mr & mrs bloggie…
Let this be a warning to all here and near. What I’m about to reveal is something you might detest that of me for this might, it probably will, be a boastful entry.
*looks haughtily around*
Yesterday, Mother, Sister and I had ourselves a two-hour massage. Impromptu as it was, Batam was haven, a retreat fit for the king.
And that was that.
Ya, dat's de boastful part. -_-
I suppose exaggeration is a mere understatement at this point. Ho well. I must say, for what it’s worth, I thought my day was truly well-spent.
Treated family to anything and everything there and I got this feeling, I might get into heaven sooner than I thought. Mother smiled throughout. I scored points bah.
Hurhur…
With just an hour to sleep, it didn’t dampen my spirit one bit. Headed out of the house at 630am in the morning and I made a new discovery.
Yup, all this time, I have not an inkling my parents planted this outside my house. Maybe because it wasn’t my normal white flowers therefore I didn’t see a need to take a glance that way..
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Gosh, another pathetic excuse for an entry. My apologies folks. Better luck next time.
Didn't I warn you.
What can I say?
I love to brag.
Ha.
cinta
fasyalba
Labels: i feel rejuvenated.
cinta
