I am on 4 days mc..and today marks my last day of MC. One of my bosses said that I must be overworked. Indeed, I think so too! I have the flu bug, and my condition is further aggravated by a nasal allergy. Doc says I’m likely to be allergic to dust. I couldn’t agree more cos we have this colleague at work who has piles of junk in her cubicle. I swear she has more things than my entire house can contain! Nobody can see her when she’s sitting down.

To cheer myself up, and also to cheer you up, here’s my gown as promised. This is not the final gown as my designer intends to do a completely new one for me with added details like more glitter, lace etc. I love the veil! I am slightly disappointed though, because the glitter on the skirt doesn’t show up in pictures. I hope that adding more glitter or maybe some embroidery will do the trick.

Now I gotta think of a design for my evening gown too! Suggestions will be most appreciated :). I am totally clueless when it comes to wedding preparations.

I think work is taking a toll on my health again. I am down with flu and thus decided to call in sick. It sure doesn’t help that I have to juggle 3 portfolios between 2 organizations as well as report to 3 bosses. I have double or triple of almost everything (2-3 official e-mail accounts, 2 laptops) except remuneration. I’ve already spoken to one of my bosses regarding the workload and how I really can’t cope with all the impending deadlines. Thankfully, he seems rather empathetic and is taking actions to attempt to resolve this issue.

I’ll try to persevere and hold on to my current job for as long as I possibly can. I love my colleagues, but I can’t say I really enjoy what I do. However, if things don’t work out eventually, I guess I would consider leaving and taking a few months’ break to recuperate as well as to see to my reno and wedding preparations.

The private bank offer I received previously still stands apparently, and I’m really honoured that my contact has asked me to join him time and again (about 3 times now?). I think he would be a good boss and I would definitely learn a lot from him, but I am still uncertain if that’s the career path that I would want to pursue. The monetary benefits will be quite substantial in the long run, and unlike the typical private banker, I will develop a very specialized skill set. But deep inside, I think I would much prefer to pursue my music diploma and try out teaching music. I wouldn’t want to run the risk of jeopardizing our friendship by telling him that I’ll join him and then quit shortly thereafter. There are just too many considerations at stake.

Anyhow, let’s take a look at what I did over the weekend:

I didn’t enjoy the concert as much as the previous one, probably because I didn’t like most of the songs he sang (he didn’t sing dandelion’s promise!!) and he just seemed very tired. In my opinion, the costumes were quite distasteful too.

We went to scout for my wedding gown on Saturday, and I found the perfect one at Silhouette! Even my designer exclaimed that it makes me look like a fairy-tale princess. The gown has a very classic princess cut, with a white scalloped lace bodice and a full tulle skirt complete with just a hint of pink and glitter sprinkled all around. The veil is intricately embroidered with glitter thread and extends all the way down to my train to create a layered effect. I’ll post up photos of it the next time I go down to confirm the package. My designer has already reserved the gown for me. 🙂

I think I was the only one who drank 5 whole glasses of wine because I refused to throw the remaining amount left in my glass into the bucket provided by the server. It’s such a waste to do that. JW on the other hand, surrendered after drinking about 1.5 glasses.

He can’t drink at all, which is quite worrying cos I can foresee him being dead drunk on the night of our banquet. Either that, or I’ll be the one who ends up dead drunk, although I think I can hold my liquor pretty well. Perhaps I should plead with my wedding guests to let him have it easy so that we can spend the night doing something more meaningful. HAHA.

A friend from across the desert sent an inspirational quote which I could totally relate to, perhaps because I am indeed caught in such a situation..albeit the magnitude and depth of my experiences cannot possibly surpass that of great commander and leader, Theodore Roosevelt, the 26th President of the U.S.

We all get in touch with metaphors of war during our life time, so let him be my inspiration, and yours too. 🙂

I’m in love with Jay’s new song, Dandelion’s promise. Although it has been a long time since I played the piano, I was determined to play this song on my piano upon hearing it.

Hence, after listening to this track twice in a row, I attempted to play the entire song from memory on my piano. Surprisingly, I haven’t lost it haha. Thank God my musical abilities are still intact. I seek solace in music, and I still think that playing the piano is one of the most enjoyable things to do.

The only problem now is that my brother keeps bugging me to play dandelion’s promise on the piano, on repeat mode.

It’s been a long time since so many of us met up. JW organized a pot-luck party, held in his condo’s function room. It was a fun-filled night, complete with endless chatter and laughter. Here’re the photos, courtesy of Jolene cos I only took some very random shots :P.

Within the blink of an eye, we are now 7 years older. Oh yea..and that also means I have just revealed my age. Haha. Here’s presenting the yummy Awfully Chocolate banana choc cake, courtesy of Elsa:

We also had don pies, shepherd pies, roast chicken (almost all eaten up by Marcus by the time everyone arrived), cherries, chicken wings, fishballs, chicken nuggets and otah. Wow, I think I have a photographic memory. 😀

On top of these goodies, Cherylene was supposed to bring fruit salad, but there was no sign of her nor her fruit salad throughout the entire night. Till now, JW has yet to resolve the mystery of the missing classmate and her fruit salad.

Marcus also performed a very lame magic trick, but I have to admit it was very entertaining. It was so hilarious we were in stitches. Check it out here:

Marc hasn’t changed much after all these years. He’s still as lame and dirty-minded as ever hahaha. After our gathering, Jos told some of us that when she was chewing on some fishballs during dinner, Marc exclaimed excitedly that she had balls in her mouth, much to her disgust. Hahaha.

This must have been the busiest new year’s eve I ever had. I was rushing from place to place that I didn’t even have time to take photos.

First, JW & I had a gathering with my ex-colleagues at Seow Yuin’s house, where we indulged in pizzas and all things sinful, such as my favourite dessert, Baked Alaska, all thanks to Hsing! SY’s hubby, a very jolly fellow, entertained us with home-made videos of their holiday trips in 2007.

Thereafter, I attended JW’s gathering with his rockclimbing friends. We played a board game called Saboteur. There are only two types of players in this game – the miners and the saboteurs, but nobody knows the identity of one another. The aim of the miners was to find the gold, whereas the saboteurs’ objective was to mislead and stop the miners.

Regardless of whether they are miners of saboteurs, they are all dwarfs. Silly JW wasn’t aware of this, and he thought he was a saboteur when he was actually a miner! Hahaha so you could imagine, he helped the saboteurs win the game when he was actually a miner. My bf is such a joker man. Hahaha.

After the game, we attended a funeral of a climber’s dad. Her dad passed away due to cancer of the blood vessels, a very rare type of cancer. It was very unexpected as he only felt unwell 2 months ago, and the doctors couldn’t find out the true cause of his ailments till recently.

Such is the fragility of life. So much can change in so little time. Incidents like this always make me ponder about the transience of life, which in turn emphasizes the importance of living life to the fullest, a life filled with love and meaning, not one that is consumed by work and materialism.