Korean designer Lily Suh @ Zoono of I3lab (link jammed at the moment) created the 'full moon odyseey' floor mattress. Now wouldn't that be such a great place to take a nap!
(via Black Eiffel via designboom)
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samedi, août 20, 2011
current Obssession 21
Korean designer Lily Suh @ Zoono of I3lab (link jammed at the moment) created the 'full moon odyseey' floor mattress. Now wouldn't that be such a great place to take a nap!
(via Black Eiffel via designboom)
vendredi, juillet 01, 2011
So I'm all settled in...
My new Apartment! Everyone knows I'm always excited and up for re-decorating a whole new living space. But this time, I do it with a lot of sadness and haste. Nevertheless, I think I lucked out—getting a move-in ready apartment which is 10 minutes' drive from work and also very pet-friendly.
It's a 2 bedroom, so yes I have a roomie. He's a cute little boy who's a lot younger and my junior at work. So he has already encountered the very-bitchy-at-work me so I don't think it's any different from a very-bitchy-at-home me! He's very sweet, volunteered to do the 'man' stuff of the house, lets me have the master bedroom and is putting up with my hoarding issues. Most importantly, he has met Sparky before and loves him too!
We stay in a corner unit, on the second floor, there's a little balcony for the nice evenings we are having now. We intend to lay some wood flooring and put some nice lights. There is two full bathrooms so we don't have to fight over it. Our bedrooms are at the opposite end of the apartments so we won't have to worry about disturbing each other. I would be happy for him if he brings someone home, but I don;t need to hear about it! Vice versa!!!
I'm definitely not done unpacking yet, though the closet is already pretty organized.
I took as much as I can from the house. First, I didn't want to have to buy anything or spend anymore money. Secondly, I did contribute monetarily to most of the furniture and appliances although I was staying rent/bills-free over there. Lastly, I JUST didn't want him to have it. I took what I need, what was originally from my previous apartment, and what I thought I fairly deserved (on a very logically and rational way).
If you guys really want to know, read on.
So by the third day, I found an apartment because that was the main thing I had to do to keep sane. I cannot bear living in that house anymore. Although he said I don't have to move out (WTF right?) I started packing once I know I'm about to sign on to the apartment. It was painful.
The weekend finally arrived after a few more agonizing days. I asked a few friends to help me move. I felt weak, helpless. I really needed someone to save me and my friends did. They came, packed my shit in boxes, loaded up their cars and unloaded numerous more into the new apt, in crazy heat, never complained, and only gave me their very best. That's why there is a saying: boy/girlfriends come and go, but true friends always stays.
Sparky came with me. He has no means of taking care of anyone, even himself, so there is no way in HELL I would leave Sparky with him. I'm the one who takes Sparky to the vet, the one who takes him to the park and the one who buys his food. He is my son, haha.
Since then I've only return there once to collect some stuff I've forgotten. I probably need to make another trip, but there is no rush. I found the gate opener in my car, but who cares, it's his loss. I'll return it at my own sweet time.
With no risk, there will be no gain. This past relationship made me wiser. It's the first that I've been so open and so serious about. I'm learning from what I did—right, wrong or anything in between. Hope that through this, I am a better person for when the Love of my life appears in front of me, I know exactly what to do.
It's a 2 bedroom, so yes I have a roomie. He's a cute little boy who's a lot younger and my junior at work. So he has already encountered the very-bitchy-at-work me so I don't think it's any different from a very-bitchy-at-home me! He's very sweet, volunteered to do the 'man' stuff of the house, lets me have the master bedroom and is putting up with my hoarding issues. Most importantly, he has met Sparky before and loves him too!
We stay in a corner unit, on the second floor, there's a little balcony for the nice evenings we are having now. We intend to lay some wood flooring and put some nice lights. There is two full bathrooms so we don't have to fight over it. Our bedrooms are at the opposite end of the apartments so we won't have to worry about disturbing each other. I would be happy for him if he brings someone home, but I don;t need to hear about it! Vice versa!!!
I'm definitely not done unpacking yet, though the closet is already pretty organized.
I took as much as I can from the house. First, I didn't want to have to buy anything or spend anymore money. Secondly, I did contribute monetarily to most of the furniture and appliances although I was staying rent/bills-free over there. Lastly, I JUST didn't want him to have it. I took what I need, what was originally from my previous apartment, and what I thought I fairly deserved (on a very logically and rational way).
If you guys really want to know, read on.
So by the third day, I found an apartment because that was the main thing I had to do to keep sane. I cannot bear living in that house anymore. Although he said I don't have to move out (WTF right?) I started packing once I know I'm about to sign on to the apartment. It was painful.
The weekend finally arrived after a few more agonizing days. I asked a few friends to help me move. I felt weak, helpless. I really needed someone to save me and my friends did. They came, packed my shit in boxes, loaded up their cars and unloaded numerous more into the new apt, in crazy heat, never complained, and only gave me their very best. That's why there is a saying: boy/girlfriends come and go, but true friends always stays.
Sparky came with me. He has no means of taking care of anyone, even himself, so there is no way in HELL I would leave Sparky with him. I'm the one who takes Sparky to the vet, the one who takes him to the park and the one who buys his food. He is my son, haha.
Since then I've only return there once to collect some stuff I've forgotten. I probably need to make another trip, but there is no rush. I found the gate opener in my car, but who cares, it's his loss. I'll return it at my own sweet time.
With no risk, there will be no gain. This past relationship made me wiser. It's the first that I've been so open and so serious about. I'm learning from what I did—right, wrong or anything in between. Hope that through this, I am a better person for when the Love of my life appears in front of me, I know exactly what to do.
lundi, mai 30, 2011
Sparky is a Star!!!
My photographer friend came by today to take some awesome Sparky shots for her portfolio.DANG!
She made Sparky look even much better (which I thought was not possible).
Go to my FB! She tagged me in most of the pictures.
mercredi, mai 25, 2011
dimanche, mai 01, 2011
vendredi, janvier 07, 2011
suming up the end of 2010
So, all I remember was I got sick. It started right before X'mas, when I started a sore throat and light cough...so guess who didn't go out for X'mas parties???
Staying home with Sparky lots since I wasn't feeling well. These is his collection of toys ever since he live here. Like his first gf- Fiona from Shrek, his first X'mas pressie and 2010's x'mas' crocodile present. I realise whatever he gets, he always goes for the eyes first.
These are from the annual Holiday Cookie Exchange that I organize at work every year. This year I made Lemon-Pistachio Wreaths! Lotsa work but they are awesome.
Sparky also found a giant new friend. This ducky is Ash's old toy, they unpacked him from the garage. we left it on the other couch and never expected him to be Sparky's new favorite sleeping companion. Keeps him warm in these cold winter nights.
This is our elaborate X'mas Dinner. And it is also the second year we spent X'mas at home. Last year it was just me and him and we even dressed up. This year I was smarter and decided to wear holiday colors pjs all day.
Opening presents!
I helped Ash make her first brownie and decorated it for the new year.
Happy 2011!!
Staying home with Sparky lots since I wasn't feeling well. These is his collection of toys ever since he live here. Like his first gf- Fiona from Shrek, his first X'mas pressie and 2010's x'mas' crocodile present. I realise whatever he gets, he always goes for the eyes first.
These are from the annual Holiday Cookie Exchange that I organize at work every year. This year I made Lemon-Pistachio Wreaths! Lotsa work but they are awesome.
Sparky also found a giant new friend. This ducky is Ash's old toy, they unpacked him from the garage. we left it on the other couch and never expected him to be Sparky's new favorite sleeping companion. Keeps him warm in these cold winter nights.
This is our elaborate X'mas Dinner. And it is also the second year we spent X'mas at home. Last year it was just me and him and we even dressed up. This year I was smarter and decided to wear holiday colors pjs all day.
Opening presents!
I helped Ash make her first brownie and decorated it for the new year.
Happy 2011!!lundi, novembre 22, 2010
I promise
this blog is not dead. the owner is just lazy.
Plus I had a refill at the dentist today. Refill—took out old cavity fillings and replaced with new shiny cosmetic white plastic based ones. So that when I yell at someone, they don't focus on the visibly awful black mercury fillings in my last few Molar teeth I had since I was a child.
Speaking of which, I totally cannot erased the memory of our Primary school dentist. That dingy so-called dental office located in the other school next door always smells musky. Filled with totally out dated equipment (I knew even when I was a kid as the same loathsome chair was never upgraded for like 6 years) and dizzy ceiling lights. I think she is not even a dentist. She seemed more like a dental hygienist who hates kids. I know she hates kids because she doesn't care how we feel. She doesn't need our parents' consent to do any dental work on us, which I think is total BULLSHIT.
She extracts our tooth whenever she think is appropriate and she gives us POISONOUS MERCURY cavity fillings without thinking twice. How do I know? I went to a dentist in USA a few years ago who told me:
"You should change those fillings."
"Why?" I asked.
"They look like they are starting to chip off on the edges. They are probably old right? And they are mercury-based."
"That sounds poisonous!"
"They were only poisonous when they first put it in... ..."
Inside voice: WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!
He continued:"Also, I can't even just throw them away. By law, I have to dispose of them in a safe procedure because of the mercury."
Inside voice: 1000000000 x WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!
I know now that I am a victim of a psycho dentist hygienist, who probably wasn't smart enough to be a real dentist, hated kids and chose to freaking drill into our teeth like there is no tomorrow. My cavities were probably not even alarming at all. But I was just unfortunate. I was poisoned as a child and maybe, I feel like going back to the country, sue the Ministry for negligence. The mercury had probably entered my blood stream and cause some deficiency that I will find out later in my life. Which will probably be too late.
The sad truth is, I wasn't the only victim.
Plus I had a refill at the dentist today. Refill—took out old cavity fillings and replaced with new shiny cosmetic white plastic based ones. So that when I yell at someone, they don't focus on the visibly awful black mercury fillings in my last few Molar teeth I had since I was a child.
Speaking of which, I totally cannot erased the memory of our Primary school dentist. That dingy so-called dental office located in the other school next door always smells musky. Filled with totally out dated equipment (I knew even when I was a kid as the same loathsome chair was never upgraded for like 6 years) and dizzy ceiling lights. I think she is not even a dentist. She seemed more like a dental hygienist who hates kids. I know she hates kids because she doesn't care how we feel. She doesn't need our parents' consent to do any dental work on us, which I think is total BULLSHIT.
She extracts our tooth whenever she think is appropriate and she gives us POISONOUS MERCURY cavity fillings without thinking twice. How do I know? I went to a dentist in USA a few years ago who told me:
"You should change those fillings."
"Why?" I asked.
"They look like they are starting to chip off on the edges. They are probably old right? And they are mercury-based."
"That sounds poisonous!"
"They were only poisonous when they first put it in... ..."
Inside voice: WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!
He continued:"Also, I can't even just throw them away. By law, I have to dispose of them in a safe procedure because of the mercury."
Inside voice: 1000000000 x WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!
I know now that I am a victim of a psycho dentist hygienist, who probably wasn't smart enough to be a real dentist, hated kids and chose to freaking drill into our teeth like there is no tomorrow. My cavities were probably not even alarming at all. But I was just unfortunate. I was poisoned as a child and maybe, I feel like going back to the country, sue the Ministry for negligence. The mercury had probably entered my blood stream and cause some deficiency that I will find out later in my life. Which will probably be too late.
The sad truth is, I wasn't the only victim.
samedi, octobre 16, 2010
Imma back
but busy catching up with Life, just like Lucas was, busy playing with my shoes. I heard he is especially fond of my red pointy shoes. heeheehee
mardi, octobre 05, 2010
Ramen Everywhere!!!!!!!
Going to Ohaiyo-Land with the family~
There will be plenty of updates when I am back!
There will be plenty of updates when I am back!
mardi, septembre 07, 2010
hungry again
I forgot to blog about one of the best meals I had in SG while I was back in March/April this year. It's at Old Hong Kong on East Coast Road. It was the night before Ben went back to USA before I did.
Man were we hungry or was it really that good?
I don't understand why I can't find this roasted pork in LV.
Sigh.
dimanche, juin 13, 2010
paranoid
Earlier today the BF told me that Spark was not acting normal 'cause he stop jumping when he asked him to. I just dismissed the thougth and called the BF 'crazy'.
Then we brought Sparky to the doggy park. It drizzled a little earlier so since Las Vegas rarely rains people are like scared of rain so there was no one at the small dogs' park. Sparky didn't seem real excited and I thought it was just cause there is no friends around.
Then we got home and he went straight to bed. Later he didn't eat his treats, instead he took them and put them aside which is REAL unlikely of him.
We went out for dinner and came back and realised he didn't touch his dinner at all.
Then I'm starting to freak out a little. I go to see him in his bed with an intense fear that I'll find him stop breathing lying there.
He would lay next to use while we watch tv and I check once in a while if he is breathing and would open his eyes when I pet him.
I think I am really insecure. He might be just a little under the weather or having a cold or fever. I'll continue to watch him closely the next 24 hours and react. But given what I went through a while back, I'm afraid to lose anyone now.
Then we brought Sparky to the doggy park. It drizzled a little earlier so since Las Vegas rarely rains people are like scared of rain so there was no one at the small dogs' park. Sparky didn't seem real excited and I thought it was just cause there is no friends around.
Then we got home and he went straight to bed. Later he didn't eat his treats, instead he took them and put them aside which is REAL unlikely of him.
We went out for dinner and came back and realised he didn't touch his dinner at all.
Then I'm starting to freak out a little. I go to see him in his bed with an intense fear that I'll find him stop breathing lying there.
He would lay next to use while we watch tv and I check once in a while if he is breathing and would open his eyes when I pet him.
I think I am really insecure. He might be just a little under the weather or having a cold or fever. I'll continue to watch him closely the next 24 hours and react. But given what I went through a while back, I'm afraid to lose anyone now.
jeudi, juin 03, 2010
Current Obssession 15
Designer Tobias Wong died today. I dunnoe why he died and I don't know who he was until I read the press release and realised he designed a lot of cool stuff that I've seen and admired. Like the Sun Jar. I have been wanting one like forever. Everyone who has one should make sure they turn it on, for a silent moment, for him.
mardi, avril 13, 2010
vendredi, mars 26, 2010
see ya!
omg. had a massive panic attack when i thought i lost my visa papers. then bf ask what could happen? i realize it not that bad. i could just not return or just enter as a tourist and see what happens? haha but i found it UNDER the drawer after searching frantically like a maniac. UNDER. it somehow slipped under. omg. life is mocking me right before i go on a great vacation.
ok it's time to go sleep or i'll be super cranky. it's gonna be a long journey but totally worth it.
bye biatches.
ok it's time to go sleep or i'll be super cranky. it's gonna be a long journey but totally worth it.
bye biatches.
mardi, mars 16, 2010
wallpaper!
Hey ho! It was a very good day when we finally put up the wallpaper I got from Anthropologie. It was on sale from 159.99 to 32.99 a roll!!! I bought 2 for our bedroom and this is the process.
this is what happens when you give a 7-year old the camera.
Did it on the widest wall in the room.
Sparky joined us by just sitting there while bf and I did all the hard work. It was ok.- We cut the strips into the height we need.
- Dip the strip into a bathtub half filled with warm water to activate the adhesive on the other side of the wallpaper.
- He paste the top part on the ladder and I made sure the side aligns on the left and the bottom rolls down smoothly.
- Smooth the paper down. Make sure we remove the air bubbles.
- Press hard to make sure the wallpaper folds with the bottom edge of the molding.
- Let it dry (no problem in desert weather).
- Trim off the top and bottom for nice straight edges.
- Use leftovers to patch any weird gaps.
The wallpaper made our room look much wider and cooler. Sayaka says the design looks pretty Asian-inspired, which is something I never thought of.
Yay!!!
dimanche, février 28, 2010
My Birthday Month!
It's kinda bittersweet isn't it? As I get older, birthdays are not really celebratory. I actually think the present part is the best part to look forward to; plus being treated like a rockstar, having everyone nearly do everything that I ask for.
I feel more special. And that's always nice. And this year, I will be hitting a landmark which will cause me to check off another box during surveys. Heck!
But I'm glad that I've planned this upcoming event well, so far. Tickets are booked and hotels are reserved. I'm coming home!!!
It will also be the first birthday of my darling nephew. I might be a stranger to him, but I'm sure he can recognize my shrieking voice through our numerous Skype dates. Let's hope he doesn't cry like that first time I carried him in the hospital almost a year ago.
Then, it will also be April—my dad's first death anniversary (much delayed from the real date a year ago) according to the lunar calendar. It still seem like a nightmare. Don't wanna think about it.
So, one big thing is I'm not only bringing back two half-empty luggage, I'm also bringing back my boy toy! It's his first time, so please people be gentle with him. I'm not getting any younger so if you ruin my chances with him then I might have to move in with you then. wahahahahaha.
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So I received this a few days ago!
It's from Anthropologie, one of my fav. stores in this country. And I'm sure most of you who have visited me have been introduced to this store. I signed up for their (free) member club thingy and though they rarely sent stuff out other than catalogs, they sent like the best stuff ever!
For my birthday month they sent me a card, printed on heavily-textured, beautiful card stock, with a cupcake design perforated in the middle and a birthday candle necklace!!! It was sooo sweet. Plus I get 15% off everything for one purchase this month. Guess I have to break my ban and go shopping behind the bf's back! Woohoo!!!
Oh well, they did piss me off major just about 2 weeks ago regarding an order that never arrived. I wrote back angrily and the customer service was actually very commendable. They are pretty quick and sincere. And they compensated my inconvenience with a gift card and someone proceeded to locate the item for me in their stores, and according to them, I should be receiving my beautiful lace slip in no time. I hope I get it tomorrow or sometime soon! This whole drama has been a month long and I'm just vain and I want my slip!
I know. It's a slip. Just a slip. But it was more of a matter of how I am treated rather then what the item was. Ok, all forgiven.
And yes, a lacy slip. Kinda girly for my taste but I guess I am turning girly-er and girly-er with age! More pink stuff now? Yes, please. As long as it's pretty!
;)
I feel more special. And that's always nice. And this year, I will be hitting a landmark which will cause me to check off another box during surveys. Heck!
But I'm glad that I've planned this upcoming event well, so far. Tickets are booked and hotels are reserved. I'm coming home!!!
It will also be the first birthday of my darling nephew. I might be a stranger to him, but I'm sure he can recognize my shrieking voice through our numerous Skype dates. Let's hope he doesn't cry like that first time I carried him in the hospital almost a year ago.
Then, it will also be April—my dad's first death anniversary (much delayed from the real date a year ago) according to the lunar calendar. It still seem like a nightmare. Don't wanna think about it.So, one big thing is I'm not only bringing back two half-empty luggage, I'm also bringing back my boy toy! It's his first time, so please people be gentle with him. I'm not getting any younger so if you ruin my chances with him then I might have to move in with you then. wahahahahaha.
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So I received this a few days ago!
It's from Anthropologie, one of my fav. stores in this country. And I'm sure most of you who have visited me have been introduced to this store. I signed up for their (free) member club thingy and though they rarely sent stuff out other than catalogs, they sent like the best stuff ever!
For my birthday month they sent me a card, printed on heavily-textured, beautiful card stock, with a cupcake design perforated in the middle and a birthday candle necklace!!! It was sooo sweet. Plus I get 15% off everything for one purchase this month. Guess I have to break my ban and go shopping behind the bf's back! Woohoo!!!
Oh well, they did piss me off major just about 2 weeks ago regarding an order that never arrived. I wrote back angrily and the customer service was actually very commendable. They are pretty quick and sincere. And they compensated my inconvenience with a gift card and someone proceeded to locate the item for me in their stores, and according to them, I should be receiving my beautiful lace slip in no time. I hope I get it tomorrow or sometime soon! This whole drama has been a month long and I'm just vain and I want my slip!
I know. It's a slip. Just a slip. But it was more of a matter of how I am treated rather then what the item was. Ok, all forgiven.
And yes, a lacy slip. Kinda girly for my taste but I guess I am turning girly-er and girly-er with age! More pink stuff now? Yes, please. As long as it's pretty!
;)
dimanche, février 07, 2010
lundi, janvier 18, 2010
current obssession 10
Have you had these cartwheels before? OMG. They are like little round angelic paragons of the potato heaven from somewhere up there or Malaysia. So happy that meinah went crazy/superbly generous and brought me SEVEN packets of these treasure snacks for me when she visited a while ago. Nom nom nom...........
Letting It Out (Part III—the Finale)
So for the year 2010, I think I have a few resolutions that I'll try to achieve.
Relevant or not, I have to bring up a point to argue—why is being strong considered a good attribute? In my case I say it's bad that I have to force myself to put up a false brave front. I actually thought letting it go, crying it out loud and being a whiny little bitch would have made me feel so much better. Being able to be selfish and temperamental would have helped me deal with my grief more significantly. It's not like I have the energy to care about other people's feeling when I can't even deal with my own (this statement does not apply to my immediate family).
Back to the subject.
(Cupcake Stand—gift from Quera last X'mas. Ain't it darrrrling? Fake cupcake (yes, fake) container from RoseAndRadishSF which closed down recently. New green house key with dragonfly motif and rhinestones from Bf.)
I took the leap of faith towards the end of the year. Moving in with the bf is a biggie for me. I'm an sensible adult but it's just not the culture/norm in which I grew up in. Overnight, I gained a new wing of family, a new set of responsibilities, a new puppy(!), insights to a pseudo-married life and became rent-free! And as I type this next to my new roommate, who is unconcerned with what I'm typing on the blog (Are you writing about me? that's all he asked and No! is my dishonest reply), I'm feeling better so far.
Bf says that I make myself angry all the time. Not those stupid fucking inconsiderate drivers of LV. Not those lame selfish negligent colleagues. Not that ugly piece of shit empty microwave cardboard box that I tried to move and freaking sliced my fourth finger into half &$%^3#@*(!?<®!!!!!!!! It hurt-ed! And now I have to type finger-tap by finger-tap!
(And this last one is for the bf...)
Ok fine. Then I'll find something else to buy. Like the 1000 thread count bedsheets Quera recommended. Or more Heath bud vases for my collection. How about shoes? I haven't bought a pair of Adidas in ages and that new Star Wars X Adidas looks damn good. Do clutches count? What about jewelry? I need some nice jewelry.
1. For every step Life forces me to take backwards, I take 2 steps forward.Since a few of the major setbacks of my life occurred within last year, I'm learning the one thing over and over again—Life goes on. The train is not designated to stop anytime until my last breath so I kinda have to keep up with it. Or you can call it the circle/cycle of Life. Hard to swallow? Yup. Just like how my dad's passing was a big slap in my face.
Relevant or not, I have to bring up a point to argue—why is being strong considered a good attribute? In my case I say it's bad that I have to force myself to put up a false brave front. I actually thought letting it go, crying it out loud and being a whiny little bitch would have made me feel so much better. Being able to be selfish and temperamental would have helped me deal with my grief more significantly. It's not like I have the energy to care about other people's feeling when I can't even deal with my own (this statement does not apply to my immediate family).
Back to the subject.
(Cupcake Stand—gift from Quera last X'mas. Ain't it darrrrling? Fake cupcake (yes, fake) container from RoseAndRadishSF which closed down recently. New green house key with dragonfly motif and rhinestones from Bf.)2. Don't be greedy and do be patient.
My goals, my plans and my dreams. It'll be mine at the right place, at the right time. Provided that I work for it and don't just wait for it to fall into my lap. Lots of if's in this. Just like cooking. Everything needs the right amount of ingredients.3. Don't take everything personal.
Bf says that I make myself angry all the time. Not those stupid fucking inconsiderate drivers of LV. Not those lame selfish negligent colleagues. Not that ugly piece of shit empty microwave cardboard box that I tried to move and freaking sliced my fourth finger into half &$%^3#@*(!?<®!!!!!!!! It hurt-ed! And now I have to type finger-tap by finger-tap!
(And this last one is for the bf...)
4. Stop buying bags.
Ok fine. Then I'll find something else to buy. Like the 1000 thread count bedsheets Quera recommended. Or more Heath bud vases for my collection. How about shoes? I haven't bought a pair of Adidas in ages and that new Star Wars X Adidas looks damn good. Do clutches count? What about jewelry? I need some nice jewelry.
samedi, janvier 09, 2010
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