Life is numbered (Taken with instagram)
still.remembering
enjoy your life (Taken with instagram)
In reading I find peace ad wisdom… (Taken with instagram)
good morning
good morning
good morning! and yes it’s rather rare for me to be blogging this early in the morning because honestly this is my morning ‘nap’ time. but that’s going to change now, well slowly yes, but have to start some time.
we sent the helper back to the agency so we are all back to housekeeping duties!! im excited but need to re-adjust myself after some 7 months of having little to do around the house. hopefully i’ll do my fair share here. it will be a bit different because back in hougang ave 8, i rule, heh 🙂 i mean im free to do whatever chores at any time and even the luxury of telling my little sibs of what to do.
here’s the real challenge of coming into a family and as a wife. pressure pressure.
ok people, some laundry to do before off to work.
(i cant believe im up and about at this hour;))
not forgetting, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to little sister Nuri. May you stay happy and cheerful as always. our adorable little sister. love you!
Wic one is my brother? (Taken with instagram)
Blooms in the night (Taken with instagram)
alterego
A new phase of life.
love you
i’m like a love sick person who is away from her dearest, so far so unreachable, and yet he is here beside me and i just want to say i love you abang.
we watched the time traveller’s wife, and of course, they skipped many many scenes from the book, but having known the emotions going through by the characters, i teared at the end, because it brought me to the reality that i cant bear to lose him. as much as i cant bear to lose my family.
but there is a time in the novel where henry got to go to the future, in a day where in reality he’s dead and had a chance to meet his wife and daughter. that will never happen in real life, but yes, it is what everyone who has lose someone will wish for. another glimpse of the loved one.
reading the book touched me and it was one of the novels that actually made me tear, the likes of jodi picoult’s sister’s keeper and the alchemist.
i will say it again and i will say it now.
i love my parents i love my siblings i love my abang.






