Another 4km run. Another banana juice, this time mixed with carrot. And sliced fish soup for lunch.
I hope I can keep this up.
It’s amazing the things one can do for vanity. Hahha. I knew I had put on weight after the wedding. All those indulgent meals, and chocolates, and potatoes (I love potatoes!) mean extra kilos galore! And true enough, when I weighed myself at the start of the year, I’ve gained 2 kilos, and have crossed the 50kg threshold. Ah well, what’s 2 kilos right?
But I weighed myself again last Sunday. And horror of horrors, I’ve gained another 2 kilos! Am I officially fat??
And so I’ve no choice but to start exercising. Seriously of course. For I’ve ran on and off the last couple of weeks, but that didn’t seem to have worked out much. I have to exercise hard and lose those extra kilos, I HAVE to! There’s no way I want to prove my aunties right by gaining weight.
You see, every lady from my dad’s side of the family, and I mean EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM, gained weight, ie REALLY PILED ON THE FATS, after they got married. I’m not kidding. And my aunties have gleefully told me that I cant escape this fate of mine – it’s in the genes they say. So…I’m determined to prove them wrong. I MUST I MUST I MUST NOT BE A BUS – my fren’s constant mantra..hehhe…and mine too from now on.
So…. I’ll be running intensively now. and maybe I’ll start swimming again on weekends. I’m hoping that this wont fizzle out by the end of the week. And am hoping that I have more of my mum’s genes in me – she’s still very slim and pretty now, even if I say so myself.
I hope I can keep this up! Go bozy go!!
i MUST not be a bus
on a high
Ran 4k during lunch n now I’m on a high. Got re-acquainted wif banana juice again after that. I love banana juice!! (but I love spider more..hehhe!)
Speaking of high…followed him on an odac trip to ubin 2 weeks ago. The last time I was there was for my obs trip…n that was like AGES ago. This time round, it was more of a ‘relek’ affair. N I absolutely loved cycling round d island…with its little kooky trails and all. Had myself a free mud spa session while I was there…thanks to d generous amount of mud that’s splattered/plastered all over my legs n feet
re-living our childhood days by playing pick-up sticks. even d sticks were old-school. i like!
the morning sky from my makeshift hammock
our breakfast at d coffeeshop just before the jetty. sells to-die-for kopi. really i'm not kidding.
a welcome sight after all that cycling. though we ended up not buying anything from there.
me n my bike
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me n my good frens met up last Friday evening for a catch-up cum bitching gossiping cum look-at-photos session last Friday at amirah’s grill. Great affordable food but lousy service, you’ve been warned yah. Sometimes we wonder why we even bother to keep in touch, all 5 of us, and I wonder myself too. but when we do, don’t you think we’re much the better for it? Yes we might not be terribly close anymore, but I sense that we can still depend on each other for support. No matter our flaws, I think it’d be too much of a shame to just let go of this. So I’m really glad that things turned out great that day. Here’s to our frenship gals!
And oh…even though I might have publicly dissed some of your wedding gifts, pls know that I’m in fact really touched by all the effort you gals hv put in getting n packaging those gifts. Really. So thank you gals…from d bottom of my heart :)
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It’s really a wonder how time flies. Had lunch with a colleague in town the other day..which was a rare event since we’ve both been posted to different outfits. He was talking abt his frustration wif the housing board..how he’d tried all the means to getting a new flat (balloting, walk-in, built to order) and failed…finding himself $40 poorer in the process. And I stopped him halfway and said “can you imagine, 5 years ago, when we were having lunch at roxy square, exchanging notes on the latest club haunts, the best diving sites and bitching of our boss and our dismal love life that 5 years on, we would be bitching abt the hdb??” it’s surreal. I look at him, and me, and thought that we pretty much looked the same. And yet, we’re not. Our circumstances are different. He’s now ready to be a father (a father!), and I’m somebody’s wife.
My point is? I donno. Blame it on the high from all that running…and all that banana juice. I love banana juice! And I love running! I love how it makes me feel. I love how it makes me look. Nothing can beat the glow of a person who’s just exerted herself. Then again, they say nothing can beat the glow of a pregnant woman. Hahha! Since I’m not pregnant, I’ll stick to getting my glow from exercising then.
I have tons more write about but I think I’ll stop for now. ciaos!
a passing | here's to life!
He was the new guy at work. We exchanged smiles every time our paths met, but we never talked, partly because I as a rule never approach guys who are good-looking (stupid rule but you know me, always too embarrassed for nuts). But during the hustings, he was assigned to my group. And it was from there that we started talking. He found me familiar, we compared our past and realized we were jc mates, same batch, just a class apart. In fact, a friend of mine had a humungous crush on him back in jc, and it’s not difficult to see why. He turned out to be a really nice guy, and was really helpful during his brief time at the hustings. He was obviously proud of his wife and baby (yes he was already a father, and I wasn’t even married back then!) – had photos of them in his wallet which he would fish out without hesitation every time they were mentioned. From then on, we were like old friends, always teasing and bantering when we meet. He’s always teasing me about the sex talks that I had to give (the virgin sex expert he would call me), and I’m always calling him the handsome boy. We promised to keep in touch when he left for a better job, but like all busy people, we never did. And now we never will, for he passed away last Sunday.
He was my age. So young, so fit, in the prime of his life. But he woke up early that Sunday morning feeling breathless, and he passed away soon after, from heart seizure. To his wife and kid (and another along the way) – my deepest sympathies. I cannot imagine how it is like being in their shoes, but I hope that they’ll be able to cope with their loss and move on eventually.
As a colleague aptly put it, “his passing has left us with the sobering message of not taking our lives for granted and the importance of making each day count, wherever we are and whoever we are with”.
So….here’s to life!
On that note, I’m pleased to share with you photos of that happy milestone in my life. It’s been exactly one month to the day, and I’ve enjoyed every single day of it. Here’s to many more happy days to come!
This is me wif the new do. Heya! Went to a salon near home on the way back from work last Wednesday. Decided to just go ahead with it cos I was going nowhere with my ‘research’..kuakuakua. my colleagues are all useless cos they’re the kind to keep long hair…so when I ask them for recommendations they’d all stare blankly at me…n most times their response would be…”why you dowan to keep your hair???” Which is perplexing cos it’s not like as if I’ve not cut my hair before….i did that 5 months before my wedding! But that hair cut wasn’t satisfying…I felt that my hair was still too thick..not short enough. My third day into the new do, and I must say I’m pretty happy with the result. It’s layered all over, and amazingly it’s managed to stay in place without the help of wax/gel/spray! And I don’t even have to blow my hair! I love this ruffled messy look of mine hehhe
Ok enough of hair already!
The weekend is coming yeyy. They’ve never been so precious to me before as they are now. Side-effect from being married, you think? People have been asking me how it feels like being married. Well..to be honest..it feels like hard work. I have to suddenly grow up and be all disciplined and responsible. For instance, now I make my bed without fail every morning, when before I’d have happily left my bed in the sorry state that it was. And though I’m still living with my parents, I’ve resolved to do all the laundry (mine and his) myself. Which is prolly not that big a deal to some of you but hey…to me it’s hard work yah.
I love the fact that we can go home together and not go our separate ways though. I love that we can hold hands and hug and be lovey dovey in public without fear of being caught. I love waking up with him by my side every morning. And I love our ‘exercise’ sessions! So yah…despite all that hard work, I’m not complaining....heeee :-)
itching to chop
i'm itching itching itching to chop off my hair. but where can i get one which cn suit my face ah? it seems that only long hair suits me...n the last time i had my hair cut it wasnt fantastic and i ended up bunning my hair not long after even tho it was still rather short. i wantwaNtWANT to cut my hair!! recommendations anyone?
some of u girls hv been bugging me abt my pics...patience pls. my pics r like so huge so i'm now reformatting them. will post them once i'm done. but i'm so busy wif wifely activities (hurhur) nowadays that i dont have time to do these things. anyway..i'm only in here cos i just hv to blab abt my unbelievable urge to chop off my hair. i wanna do it properly this time...so must do research first. hv always been doing my hair at this place near d office...but truth be told the stylists there r all quite lian...and though they're nice i dont think their skills are anything to shout abt. SO must do research lah. dont mind paying a bit more cos i REALLY want my short do to work this time. but i'm so impatient that i have a feeling i'll just go ahead and do it later after work! howhowhow???
i wanna chop my hair!
new year, new beginning
heyhey
so it’s the 2nd day of the new year. Happy new year y’all!
MY new year though began a few weeks ago. New year, new life, new beginning.
What a rush!
There was some uncertainty over our tenancy at cg, seeing that there was a looong waiting list for the place, but the lady boss gave us a great wedding gift 2 days before our wedding by finally agreeing to our request. Yeyy! We actually took time off our wedding preps to drop by her office and speak to her personally, and were we glad we did that! I suppose perseverance does pay off, and if one really puts one’s mind to it then nothing is out of our reach. And of course it wouldn’t have been possible without HIS blessings…Alhamdulillah..
The 2 days were a success. Saturday’s weather was great, which suited us fine as we were zipping here and there. On Sunday, we were blessed with showers of rain, which also suited us fine cos we had nowhere to go. Alhamdulillah, the guests didn’t stay away despite the rain.
We went for our short trip to bali for some r&r. Why bali? Cos we wanted to spend some quality time together – eating, swimming, snogging (hehhe!), just lazing around doing nothing basically. And spending money on a trip to someplace far doesn’t make much sense if our itinerary for the trip is doing nothing. Was actually flirting with the idea of going to Thailand, but we’ve been to many of the places there already, and I’ve never done bali, so bali it was. (I’d personally recommend phuket or krabi and phiphi for honeymooners if they’ve never been there before – great place, friendly people and loads of halal food to eat). But bali is still great to me becos of the loads of us time that we had.
We had the wedding party soon after – a small do (successfully planned and executed by his group of super-able, creative, helpful and friendly students), mostly for his colleagues and students. My close grp of friends were invited as well, and I’m most thankful and happy that they were there. We had fun didn’t we girls? :P
The photos are ready, and I’m mighty pleased with the results. Shouldn’t have spent those countless hours surfing the net for good journalistic photographers when I have them right under my nose! Will upload the pics in good time yah
The dust has settled, the euphoria of the last few weeks will ebb, and soon we’ll be going back to work. I cant wait to get on with our lives proper, without the dazzle. Wish the 2 of us the best yah!