Yeah, read….but next time, pls don’t ruin a book just to say that =)
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Off to bed with a heavy heart…
I don’t know why I’m so affected by this class but yes, they are the thorn in my flesh, my mission for this year.
Really hope that some good come out of this. It’s looking really bleak now, with my heart set to be broken or stabbed mercilessly.
Sparetyres HQ has branched out! We are expecting two new HQs in less than a year’s time. Exciting! I’m really happy for the Great Triangle of DoverGhimMohClementi :)
A failed attempt at baking cookies. These are going to the bin!
Maybe next time I should stick to something easy and foolproof, like chocolate chip cookies.
I wanted my mama to have FaceTime so that she can connect with her loved ones overseas, and was deciding between iPad and iPhone. Until Vince indirectly gave me the perfect option. The iPod! It’s perfect for my mum (and my pocket)! I hope it serves her well :)
Our wall is cleaned (save for a little snail) and ready to be drawn again! Any takers? (Taken with Instagram at Dover)
Dear Fino
It’s time for you to go.
Believe me, I tried hard to keep you. I had all sorts of reasons to not sell you.
You were half-sponsored by my parents. This makes you the most expensive gift that they have ever given me.
You can be my back-up vehicle, when the car is not available for whatever reasons.
I was prepared to part with the money to maintain you. Heck, I even renewed the road tax and insurance as a sign of commitment to you.
How can I forget how you saved me precious time that would have been spent waiting at the bus stop, or the frustration that I would have experienced when the bus doesn’t come.
You made me experience freedom. Freedom of going wherever and whenever I want. I didn’t have to worry about catching the last train, beating the mid-night charge, or hefty parking fees. You saved me time and money.
Many a times, you were the only motivation for me to get up for work. I looked forward to riding you, especially along the long stretch of rather empty road to school.
I remember the countless of times we got lost on the road. I didn’t mind a bit (especially if I had time to spare), for I enjoy taking you around.
I was so proud of you, that you can be faster than some ah Pek bikes and some cars even. Travelling on Lane 1 is not a problem as I never road-hog with the speed you can go. I remember speeding down PIE after cell on Fridays, where I could scream or sing at the top of my lungs against the wind and no one would know.
The only bummer is when it rains. I wished there was some kind of shield that would provide me with some shelter. Still, I had no regrets getting you.
But when you failed to come back to life after repeated kickstarts that day, I knew it was over. It was an agonising moment of truth.
You were not meant to be the back-up. Your engine can’t take the rest.
You deserve to be out on the road, not parked there looking pretty. Let someone love you, like I did.
Thanks for the wonderful memories, Fino. I’ll miss you.
I’ve been experimenting with cooking these days, ever since I’ve become a wife.
So far the stuff that I created are, well, edible, but nothing awesome. Cooked some “Spanish rice” (it’s actually just rice cooked with pasta sauce) today, which turned out to be rather funny tasting. Brewed barley water too but it was too diluted. Sigh… It’s okay, every failed experiment a learning experience! But I pity my poor hubs who has to eat it all up and pretend it’s nice!
Never quite have an interest in cooking. I took it for granted that since my mum is a great cook, I should have inherited some talent in cooking, no? Until recently I admitted defeat. No I do not take after my mum. So where did the talent go to? If not me then who? Ahh.. I forgot about my brother. He’s a pretty good cook! Now that explains a lot of things haha…
Hopefully one day I’ll find my “signature dish”. I wonder how many times will I have to try before I get it. Poor Pee :P
Purity.Natural.Healthy. Can you find the word that does not being to the group? (Taken with instagram)
