It's even harder to picture that you're not here next to me

I'm at a payphone trying to call home, all of my change I spent on you.
Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong, where are the plans we made for two? 

Tuesday, Pique-Nique @ J-cube,  I travelled from the east to west, and rewarded my efforts with my darling and this lovely Norwegian Benedict. I am officially sold.

ps. Say hi to Mr Penguin! He's too shy ;)

Friday, Oakham Market @ Ann Siang Hill, a trip to my favourite vintage and snap-em-up thrift store with the weird piratey indie songs playing on a crazy loop. Bought the blush-coloured skirt (for only $16.95, yay!) and say hi to my rainbow patch bag!

Saturday, Nihon Mura @ Cathay Cineplex, our favourite buffet with loads and loads of sashimi and the boy's favourite sushi. Ate, walked around, went to the toilet, chatted, played games, chatted even more, round two, rinse and repeat.

Fast fact: Nihon Mura means Japanese Village (in Japanese, of course).

Sunday, East Coast Food Village @ East Coast Park,our favourite kind of food with the semi-perfect weather! Oyster omellete, Teh Tarik (pulled tea), Sambal stingray, glazed BBQ chicken wings and sugarcane juice. Okay my mouth is watering now.


So this is nearly my whole week in pictures, with laughter and tears, anger and fears. I really wish I could photograph my entire life, action by action, frame by frame, so that when I look back someday when my memory is starting to fail me, they will remind me of who and how I used to be, how young and carefree life and all of us were.

But thank you for being my favourite person to hang out with, the only one who makes me smile when I am about to cry, who hates to see me feel sad or disappointed. Please know how much I love you. I really do. Thank you for all the photographs but I know your memory is way better than mine, so where photographs and my camera fail, please tell me how it used to be and how beautiful the days we spent together were.

If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this

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Let me dream before September, you said

“Happiness is not a destination. It is a mood, it is not permanent. It comes and goes and if people thought that way then maybe people would find happiness more often.” 

Well, after blogging here for nearly a month, I feel like there's a (more emo) side of me that has been hidden. Like everything here is rainbows and butterflies and happy endings, but real life is not. Well, I've decided to write a little more about myself here so today's post might be a lot more melancholic than before. And probably through that you get to know me a little better.

I was 19 when the world seemed perfect after my A level exams. After months and months of mugging I finally made it, finally moving on to university. To be honest I did quite well and so I applied to one of the most prestigious courses, Medicine. I know this sounds very elitist but don't get me wrong, my intentions were and still are different, but that's another story.

But I didn't make it and that week when I received news that I was placed in another course, I had to make a life-changing decision: To apply for Medicine again or to stick with the other course that I was offered, something which I knew I would not enjoy after deliberation, but that would mean taking a gap year and applying for overseas universities. And I did. There was good and bad to taking a gap year, the former being the fact that I could go shopping in the morning and have no one to jostle with and I could sleep in as late as I wanted, having no homework and the whole house (and streets) to myself every single day. But I was left out by my friends as they moved on to university and made new friends, and I felt that I was wasting the year away...

So I wanted to start this blog, wanting to post more photographs of my outfits and daily going-ons instead of writing it out like what I am doing now. And then many things came my way, interviews from universities in the UK I applied to, new opportunities and finally, on March 6th, nearly one year after my rejection and gap year, I received an offer to study Medicine in Newcastle University, UK. I literally jumped around and cried tears of joy but by then I had someone else now, the other half of me who took my half and became the other half. Someone who has my whole heart and all my love. And now we're going to be separated for 5 years in two different continents with an eight hour time difference. Yesterday was the last day of the last long break that he was going to have, and since he is in the army, we don't have much time together to begin with as well. 

What I am saying is that you may think you have a lot of time with the people you love, but you don't. I used to think I had all the time in the world to accomplish my post-exam to-do list during this gap year, but I only have 4 months left and am barely to half of it. I guess the most important thing left is to have no regrets when I leave... And I will make sure I won't.

Well, musings aside, here are some happier pictures he took yesterday. And no, we didn't go to the zoo because I thought it would rain and it turned out to be the most perfect outdoor frolicking kind of weather for the past two weeks. Sorry :( 

So we went to another park instead and got a few mosquito bites as a result:
 

I tried to crop away my expression but I think it looks better like that. Hehe. I also have many pimples :( Fun fact: They're called 'youth beans' if you translate from mandarin. Guess who's youthful then? ;)

Outfit: Sheer chiffon blouse, Bugis Street. Pink holey crop, Oakham Market. Denim shorts, Pinky satchel, Malaysia.

The day before I was out for my brother's birthday dinner and I happened to see a Mango mannequin wearing something like this, so thank you plastic mannequin for inspiring this outfit. Also, the last picture is my favourite but I accidentally saved it over the original. Stuff like this always happens to me.

Curves I used were from beautifuladieu.com :)

I leave you with this quote: “Remember to always say what you mean. If you love someone, tell them. Don’t be afraid to express yourself. Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you, because when you decide that it is the right time, it might be too late. Seize the day. Never have regrets.” 
  
Here's to loving wholeheartedly and being loved in return ♥

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