And so, I've decided to move my blog and at the same time make it a space to express positive thoughts.

Find me at www.alittlepastbedtime.com

On being a missus

So the morning after the wedding, while we were knackered and resting in bed, I suddenly started crying. He, of course, was startled and asked what was wrong.

"Don't know. I think I'm just happy," I croaked.

Pause.

"Then wouldn't you be crying every day from now on?" he asked.

And then I bawled.

*embarrassed*

Ok I know I'm slow

But I only just recently discovered OneRepublic and it was only because their song was featured on Gossip Girl. *lol*

Here's a current favourite. It's called Come Home.



Hello world
Hope you're listening
Forgive me if I'm young
For speaking out of turn
There's someone I've been missing
I think that they could be
The better half of me
They're in their own place trying to make it right
But I`m tired of justifying
So i say you'll..
Come home
Come home

Cause I've been waiting for you
For so long
For so long
And right now there's a war between the vanities
But all I see is you and me
The fight for you is all I`ve ever known
So come home

Gasp

Over the last year and a half, I never counted the number of stories I had to file each month.

Well, I made an exception today and shocked myself in the process.

14 write-ups to file

In 2 weeks

No wonder I can never finish everything in time

Granted not every one of them is that time-consuming

But still...

I'm so glad this is the last time I have to do this.

This is my workstation

Ain't I organised?

I heart Charlotte Ronson

Sigh... If only good clothes and shoes were more affordable!


Dominique Boot with Knit Cuff, US$268


Shearling Bootie, US$260

I was bored

Thanks to yz and my kaypoh-ness, I've agreed to do the following meme (my first I think!). Here're the rules:

I can only send you the questions if you promise to do the meme!

1. Next to each number, write only the name of the person who fits.
2. Answer one question with one name.
3. Don’t tell the questions to anyone who isn’t doing the meme.

***

1. YZ
2. YZ, XW, Doreen, XY, SH and other babes from sec sch
3. Any travelling musician, maybe Jason Mraz
4. Huang Zheng
5. Janan, H's 5-yr-old nephew
6. Me (though I mostly keep these things to myself!)
7. YZ
8. Hopefully Monster or Ashin
9. H
10. Huiling (NJ)
11. Hollywood celebrities
12. Anne Hathaway
13. er... don't know what to make of this
14. Many girls I know/ Andy Lau
15. Probably Feng Tian Wei from the national table tennis team. Cos she seems like she'd make a super cool dude.
16. No one at all
17. Everyone to a certain extent
18. Don't know...
19. Huiling (NJ)
20. Denise, YZ, ZY, XL
21. Doreen and Huang Zheng (back when we were all childish - though we probably still are now)
22. That'd be scary!
23. Myself
24. Hopefully no one
25. Ashin
26. I don't want H to kill me!
27. H and most mothers in the world
28. Er no one in particular
29. It's a toss-up between Ryan Lochte and Ashin. I'd have said Monster but he smokes and I don't like the smell of cigarettes.
30. If your name is up there, I probably like you.

:-|

And just like that, my one week leave is almost over. Saying I dread going back to the office tomorrow is a complete understatement. It's going to be such a long day tomorrow. :-(

On a brighter note, because of the free time we had this week, we (H and I) managed to tick a couple of items off our wedding to-do list. Here's what we've managed to do so far:

1. Confirm our booking of Villa Halia
2. Buy wedding bands (finally! and we are so in love with the design!)
3. KIV-ed a dress for the wedding
4. Booked the photographer
5. Booked the hair/makeup artist
6. Kinda figured out what wedding favour we'd be giving out

What's left to do:
1. Buy the dress (and H's outfit)
2. Tailor a cheong sum for the tea ceremony (maybe)
3. Firm up the invite list
4. Find a florist
5. Chinese customary thingies (thingies because I have no idea what to expect)

I'm not an optimist so I'm sure cock-ups are going to happen and the to-do list will grow far bigger than we ever expect. But hey, I'm finally getting a teensy bit excited about being a bride. So that's progress!

Satisfied

I don't think I've ever gotten an A for art in school. Nor was I particularly inspired in art class. Now, at the ripe old age of 25, I actually tried dry felting for the first time - on my own accord! You must be thinking, dry what? Felting is basically taking a bunch of raw wool and punching your needle into it repeatedly to firm it up and form a shape. And here, shamelessly presenting my virgin attempt (don't laugh ok):