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Celebrated my 21st birthday on the 13th of April when my actual birthday was on the 16th of April. I was reluctant at first to host a party as things never ever go well when I am excited. It’s been proven. :(
So my friends were like “eh yolo la, after you turn 21 your subsequent birthdays no one would give a damn already, I think you also won’t want to celebrate”. That’s quite true for women though. I think after I reached the age of 28 I would say I am 28 forever. hahaha.
I have to thank Aye for an infinite number of times and beyond, without him I wouldn’t have such a lovely location to host my party.
I got to paste this on the lift because the lift opens up straight into his house. :D
Ordered catering from Orange Clove which is under Neo Garden Catering. I am glad everyone said the food was good!
I have to especially thank Michele, Ting Ting, Tiffany, Kenny, Samuel, Damien and again Aye for helping me out with the preparations and cleaning up! I am so sorry I suck at hosting parties.
Honestly I feel I look like shit in the photos. Not Shaun’s fault at all! Shaun was the photographer for the night. Picture directly below is him. The pictures he took were amazing!
Kind of regretted drinking so much before the “real” drinking session started. I was already high at 11 plus, loser. I guess I was really excited when my cousin brought me Lychee Gancia. It’s my favourite prosecco wine! It’s my weak spot. Give me that and you would see an intoxicated me. I got drunk in broad daylight once at ION when I had two bottles of it with Andrea. HAHA.
I looked disoriented in the photos below. My hair like medusa, face like ham jim peng, SIGH. If only I could rewind time and have the party again. Round 2 anyone?
INTRODUCING MY CAKE!
Don’t judge me. My friends were laughing at me because they felt that the cake didn’t match me, or rather what I was wearing. I am not a fairytale kind of person but I thought just fuck it I want a castle cake. It’s my party so as long as I am happy can already right? The cake looked too pretty to be consumed. It exceeded my expectations and I was jumping around happily. The cake shop is owned by my sister’s girlfriend and it’s called Quarter to Three. Highly recommended!
Cake Cutting Time
By the time the cake cutting ended, I had already drank beer, red wine, white wine, prosecco and hard liquor. My next two hours were spent in the toilet.
When I had sobered up and finally decided to leave the toilet, everyone was either high or drunk. :(
Nevertheless, I was glad that everyone had fun at my party! And I did enjoy myself just that I didn’t really get to mingle with everyone. Haha.
I am officially an adult now. Yay to R21 movies! Evil Dead shall be the first. Stoked!
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I had always wanted a dog of my own until my dream was crushed when my sister adopted 2 golden retrievers. I love them all the same but they regarded my sister as their only owner, at least that was what I felt. Seattle passed away from cancer 2 years back and Mian Mian is living happily in Sydney now.
I have been feeding/keeping stray cats ever since I was 7 when I found kittens at my backyard. So mothercat died when I was 16, I could remember clearly because it got knocked down by a car and I was helpless. I was crying my lungs out and watched her fade away. We managed to bring her to the vet to relieve her from the pain.
Next it was Bobby, the orange and white cat with a crooked tail. Bobby was my favourite, he would wait for me at the end of the street and we would walk home together. He even responded to his name and he’s a smart one. I even had strangers asking me how I “trained” the stray cats. I think he got into a bad fight one day. He came back looking for me with his flesh rotting from his backside. The smell was so bad, my family thinks there’s no way we could bring him to the vet. He came back again later that evening as if to bid me farewell and that was the last I have seen of him.
So 2 years back when I was still with W, he wanted a dog for a birthday present so his dad and I got him one. We would frequent the pet shop 2 times a day until he was extremely sure that was the puppy he wanted.
At the same time, I fell in love with that puppy’s brother. It was different. It wasn’t as active as the other puppies and it was placed at the back. But, it had this look, like this almost 90 degree angle stare, as if it was communicating with me through its eyes. I felt instant connection with that puppy.
I was so envious of W and the idea of keeping a dog was constantly on my mind until I got myself upset over it. And the best thing happened. My sis and W got me that puppy despite my nanny’s disapproval. I could not understand my nanny back then but I think I do now.
I named the puppy Rado as it is a watch brand and it is like a symbol of time? haha. Everything was going well for the first couple of months and he brought joy to the family.
Sadly, when he was about half a year old, he started showing signs of seizures. He would run excitedly and suddenly “dived” down. We dismissed our concerns thinking he was just clumsy. And it happened. He had his first seizure attack and I was so scared I almost peed in my pants. His eyes rolled back, his tongue was purplish and his body was just jerking crazily. Ever since then we had to take special care of him and were told that this medical condition would be for life. :’(
Rado would get seizure attacks once every few months. We tried to do a MRI scan on him but had to stop the procedure as he reacted negatively to the general anesthetic.
Last week Wednesday, I was busy studying for my exams and didn’t had the time for Rado. He was barking madly when I was taking a nap from studying and I ignored him. Next thing I know he had a seizure attack. It was different this time round. He did not recover from the seizure and is paralysed now. The vet did tests and concluded that there’s something wrong with his brain. In order to treat his condition they have to find out the cause of it. However, MRI scan may not be advisable. In other words, there is nothing we could do.
We then decided to bring him for acupuncture. The western/chinese vet gave us a glimmer of hope with her vast knowledge and detailed explanations, however, she said 3 out of 5 dogs remain paralysed or worse still they would die because the nerves would become “faulty” and the organs would decide to shut down..bla bla..
Right now ever since last Wednesday, Rado has been barking every 5 seconds. The vet said it’s due to his frustration of not being able to move. My nanny takes the day shift while I take the night shift. I would carry him from 12am to around 6am when he would finally sleep. Me and my nanny fell sick at the same time and we are losing sleep. It is really taking a toll on all of us but we would get through it together.
I am so sorry. I brought you home with the intention to shower you with love and care yet I spent nights going out and you would nevertheless wait patiently by the door for me. I miss that particular sound you make when I’m approaching the door. I miss the times when you would trample on my notes to prevent me from studying. I miss the times you would lay flat across my yoga mat with your long body so I couldn’t exercise. I miss the times you would happily accompany me to the toilet whenever I pee, shit, bathe and whatever. I miss you farting under the covers.
I am sorry I took you for granted. I love you very much and please be healthy again.
Owning a pet is a long-term commitment, it’s almost like taking care of your child. As much as I love animals, I cannot bear the pain of losing them anymore. Rado would be my very last pet, at least till I am retired or something.
Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you.
The frog prince.
Streets of Lisbon
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