I just had the loveliest day with my babyjeen.

Seriously..I hereby declare today to be the best day of the week! Right, only the week just started. No matter, I don't think anything can own today. Heh..

And baby, I agree with you mans.. I love how on I am. You too! Like out of the blue ask me out for 'River Island' Hunt..and of course, how can I say no to you (and 'River Island 70% sale, for the record..that combination is undeniable)? I'm eternally grateful that we went out today! Because I found a damn good shopping and foodie buddy. (yes...you are to take copious amount of local delicacies with me before I fly!)

And time really flew by..We shopped for a full 5 hours. With a much-craved 'Subway' break in the middle. You tell me that's not life, spending such a perfect day with your beau.

I have no idea what's up with me..all the tops I bought are GREEN!


'Pull & Bear' milkmaid top.

Baby bought the same one in red! Now, we have matchy-matchy tops. We're so going to wear them for christmas celebration, as she said.

Then back to 'RI' to decide whether or not we still want to spend a bomb by actually paying for the clothes we chose and reserved.

And after a very thorough discussion, weighing the pros and cons, defining needs and wants, I decided to give up on the brown leather mary-jane heels I had put on hold.

If I go back in a week or two and there's still a pair available for me, I'll get it, cause it's fate. What?! I've been eyeing on it since before the sale was out...and now that the sale is on..Besides, it's cut down from $159++ to $70! You tell me how not to be tempted?!


"Ahoy, Cap'ain!"
love this sailor top to death. Cause it's green, and is lined with GOLD threads and doves!


At first glance, I thought this was a dress, and got super excited. When I tried it on..it could barely cover my arse. So it's not a dress (my body is not that long right?), but I still like the boho prints and got it anyways.

You know, I don't think one can actually have too many green tops. Still deciding to get the green polka dotted jacket at 'Pull & Bear' not.


This, I admit is really an impulse buy. Because I didn't actually intend to get a denim skirt, I just took it to accompany the tops, and see how I would normally look (cause I was in a ridiculous outfit for shopping day just now).

And well, you know the rest of the story, I wore it, loved it, discussed with jeen (strangely, I find myself coming up with excuses why I should get it..and she was letting me see that it's quite worth it), and took out the card to pay for it.

Impulsive, but no regrets.

The stuff I buy on impulse are usually the things I like best after a while. You know what they say, go with your instincts.


Beloved+'RI' are miracle workers too! Now I feel so much better, and not dying like last night.



Anyhoo, this post is supposed to be about LOVE. Nope, not reading it wrongly, I am indeed going to venture into this delicate topic. Delicate for me, but for most people out there, it may be many other things.

What is love?

According to Vincent Van Gogh, "Love is something eternal;the aspect may change, but not the essence."

I do agree with how he defined it.

Think about it.

Mankind will never stop loving, but the degree and manner of love will definitely change. Still, the love that comes through stems from each individual and that will never change.

Be it good or bad, and for whatever reasons, no one can stop loving.

Somone once said, "Sometimes we let affection go unspoken, sometimes we let our love go unexpressed, sometimes we can't find words to tell our feelings, especially to those we love best."

This statement struck me right at my core. It's so true, right? The hardest thing, I feel, is to let your guard and pride down, and just simply love another unconditionally. To love despite/because of the person's shortcomings, to apologise sincerely when it is really your fault, to simply say "I love you" and mean it from the deepest ridges of your heart.

So for you peeps out there who think that I'm emotionless or anti-romance, it's cause I love you all best and it's hard to say. I only want to say it when I can truly overcome that 'pride-hump' and mean it.

It is unspoken love, but still love nontheless.

Or it could be a whirlwind romance. Like a cyclone, the infatuated couple is in the vortex, completely immersed into each other when everything else is swirling past them.

Everything then seemed so pleasant and fluffy, because of the short burst of adrenalin that romance gives from time to time. Well, there must be a reason why it is termed, 'on cloud nine', when one is happy, more so when people just fell in love. Cause they are high? On cloud not 1 or 2 but NINE? (pun fully intended)

At the peak, Olivia Newton-John must be belting out," I love you~ I honestly love you~~" over and over in their fluffy little heads. Well, there is New love, the start of many types of other loves to come, depending on whether or not they can get out of the cyclone/twister without getting hit by numerous moo-ing cows.

(Pardon my cynical view on romance, because believe me, I have actually experienced what it is really like and don't deny it is good. Just that I'm rather sane at the moment, so I sort of think that all that is rubbish. Til the next time I get caught by a cyclone then.)

When a cow comes and break that supposed love, however, each (most of the time it's just one party right? cause the other must have initiated a part. But a break can never be easy for both) sink into the throes of heartbreak.

Yes, "Love Hurts, but sometimes it's a good hurt~" as so nicely put by 'Incubus'.

I believe that a heartbreak is a strengthening process that nurtures the soul and mind so much more, so that it is prepared for what is to come, be it good or bad. Right? I mean, isn't that how the body builders build up on their (horrendous) 30 pound-sized slabs of muscles? They train so hard that they tear, and when the muscle recovers, they are so much stronger.

Even though it may sting, and you may think you're losing your mind doing stuff you don't understand (ie. stalking your ex, suddenly feel insecure without 10 packets of tissue wherever you go etc etc..), a break is probably for the best. For either parties. At least a momentary one.

Now, love seems to be almost impossible to be even real at this point. But the love and gratitude for people who are there to support you and comfort you replaces that romance. Slowly, the new love transform.

Family and Friends.

Jane Austen declares," friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love."

Again, I cannot agree more. Where else can you find people who are tolerant enough to put up with your pathetic state, other than your friends and family? Oh yes, speaking of which, if I haven't already said it before, thank you qin for being there the minute I came back from getting hit by a cow. Okay, I didn't exactly get hit by a cow, I sort of walked into one..

Love for your loved ones. See, never stop loving, one will.

Otherwise, after surviving the twister, they will carry on to develop and enter into a holy communion-marriage.

You know, I was never a big fan of marriage. Yes, surprisingly shocking, seeing that I intend to reproduce and the first step to rightful and successful reproduction is marriage.

Due to various reasons and viewpoints as an outsider (ie. not involved in the marriage, I'm so..duh..anyway), I always thought marriage was a ginormous faus. I see how difficult it gets living with each other and how ugly everyone can get throughout the course of marriage and think to myself I will never ever get married and suffer like that. I was so convinced that all marriages will end in a loveless cycle that it propelled me to write, what I would call my best ever, a narrative about a failed marriage for my 'O' level's English. For the record, it was so convincing that I scored A1. Heh..see how negative and totally suspicious I can get?

Maybe it's the teenage angst, or the fleeting period of rebellion to follow the norm, but I grew up. And now I'm starting to see the joys of a marriage. Even through the storms, a marriage can still be fun. All because of how rooted man and wife are to each other. No words are needed because no matter how tough times may be, they know things will be good again because they are there for each other.

A man is not truly married, until he knows what his wife is thinking..true true.

Dangs, I suddenly feel damn emo talking about marriage! I don't know why!! Guess I revisted my dark past and am wincing at its ugly head all over again. (no, not my previous failed marriage, my teenage phase)

Moving on, moving on..

It could be love for the world, the underpriviledged, the earth which is inexorably disintergrating as we speak.

Selfless Love.

The most famous saint of our time, Mother Teresa expounded," The greatest science in the world; in heaven and on earth; is love. We can do no great things, only small things with great love."

Fwahh..Cheem eh?

But yes, as individuals, all we can do is to do that little bit, just enough to trickle down and create this snow-ball effect which will eventually, and hopefully, if fallen into the right hands, bring provision for those who need it the most.

Now, couldn't the world have a bit more of this sort of selfless love? Mankind, as inhabitants of the planet have all the responsibility to make the world a better place (damn, thinking of Michael Jackson's song now...don't know why I keep making references to songs. I guess they aren't called the best way to convey a message for nothing, and love is a huge topic that encompasses a lot)

But the most important love of all, is Self-love.

I have always stand by the truth that no one can truly love other people if they don't have that self-worth. Simply because this individual won't know how to love wholeheartedly with all the insufficiency in his own heart.

Nothing can be more consequential than to love yourself. No matter what and how you are.

Black or white, good-looking or not, smart or dumb. Even criminals should love themselves...(maybe not those who have committed heinous crimes and deserves only the worst form of torture)

"There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy

Nothing you can make that can't be made
No one you can save that can't be saved
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time
It's easy

Nothing you can know that isn't known
Nothing you can see that isn't shown
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be
It's easy

All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need"

The Beatles understood it..and they penned it down so that many more generations can arrive at this enlightenment too. (Oo..how I love the beatles..)

Oh my gosh..it's freaking 3:47am now and I'm still working my brain juices. Was so absorbed in thinking about this matter that I didn't realise the time. Bah..I'm hungry.

What sparked me off to write about this was Sunday's sermon. Like seriously, one of the best 'word'. Pastor was fully anointed, as always, and delivered a powerful message. I know this is old news,"Love your neighbour", but he put it in a whole different light.

I was so glad when he said,"Love is an ACTION, not an AFFECTION."

This is what I mean all along whenever I say I don't like hearing 'I love yous'. Because so what if you love me? What is most important is the things that are done, to help me, and at the same time to improve on yourselves. Oh gosh, sound so acidic. Please don't stop saying 'I love you' to me for people who do now...I just meant there are more to love than just a moment of hurried deposition of words. I still like it when people say it to me...when I'm not too irritable, that is.

Bottomline is, in the words of Tony Farrer," The best things in life can never be kept; they have to be given away- A smile, A kiss, A love.

So everyone, go find that someone or group of people to love truly and completely. Because you can never get the full value of love until you have someone to divide it with.