Just Like Magic

Whoa!

How cool was that disappearing act! I'm getting better and better at this everyday!

What, you don't believe I can magically disappear??

That's ridiculous!

Wait a sec, let me do it again!
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Bounding Steps

I don’t know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I’d say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure. Fear of pain. Fear of rejection. Sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you’re wrong? What if you make a mistake you can’t undo? 

- Grey’s Anatomy 

I suppose, the hardest part is all about having faith in yourself.

Transition Points

Excuse me while I step out from behind the curtains for a blog post.

So uh, I have not been posting. What's new?

Have I been venting at another outlet in the mean time? I might have, or not.

But that is not what I want to discuss. The fact that today is the last day of January is the reason I am forcing myself to post. Because I know that when I look back at this blog, at the vacant space between September 2012 and January 2013, I would be sorely disappointed.

The evidence of my complete and total abandonment of this blog makes me terribly sad.

I could say that the reason for that would be that there was nothing to say. There is absolutely nothing going on in my life that is worth taking about, nothing even worth mentioning. Like I always do.

But the truth of the matter is that, I just couldn't find the words to say what I wanted to say or that I didn't feel like saying what I wanted to say. The issue of how to word it all without divulging too much seemed tricky even to me.

I guess, after time that has passed, it is safe to say that many exciting things have happened, and I'm very happy with this turn :) life and work keeps me busy and on my toes!

And with this brief brief update, I shall leave you with a few snaps until the next time I feel the need to write again.

Alright now, resuming my rightful place behind the curtains.

Strangers Again

Sent a couple of photos to develop last month. While sieving through (very briefly) my photo archive, filtering out the tonnes food pictures, duplicates, blurry and ones with horrendous lightning, I begin to wonder.. Did you ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? Cos I sure have loads! It makes me wonder how many people have pictures of me, how many moments of other people's lives we've been in or could have been in. Were we part of someone's life when their dream came true, or were we there when their dreams eventually died? Did we keep trying to get in, as if we were somehow meant to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think, you could be a big part of someone else's life, and not even know it.

Sated

It's been a long, tiring & sleeepy day.
The highlights were breakfast, lunch & supper.
Yes, it's always about the food.

3 char siu paus

3 m&s red current puff

half a helping of fried rice with bits of siu yuk(!!!)
a glass of choc milk
a tumbler of fake lime juice from an effervescence tablet

a (huge) bowl of dessert

and one ayam special cheese past midnight 

I feel almost pregnant :3