In the midst of browsing the magazines, I found the followings from these magazines ( Nu You) that were dated 1988:



The next question in my mind, " Will my daughters look like that?"

As the year passes, I'm finally understanding the meaning of the call of motherhood. Yes I heard the call, but not in the near future.
I'm still waiting for the right frog to come to me, before I blow him a kiss to turn him into my prince charming.
I wanna have my own family, my own little piglets, little angies, my little princesses...
I feel so sick of being alone, being single, there's nobody to share my life with or cheer me up. I long to share every thing that interest me in my life with someone, long for a shoulder which can sustain the weight of my head...hehehe, a shoulder to cry and lean on....

My expectation of the other half is so simple yet it the search seems like a mission impossible. Was chilling out at Acid Bar last night, enjoying the live music and people watching. No denial that the standard of Singapore's girls have gone up, all looked pretty to me, slim looking generally or was that the effect of alcohol kicking into me? EErrrmmm, silly me began thinking...."guess it's gonna be their existence which will soon result me being archived" hahaha

Throat's so sore from inhaling all the smoke in the bar, guess the few hours there have shortened my life by 1 year...eeeeeeeeKKKKKkkkkkk..

Song of the night...


Collide---Howie Day


The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And I'm tangled up in you
Yeah

I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide

I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find
You and I collide

Don't stop here
I lost my place
I'm close behind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You finally find
You and I collide

You finally find
You and I collide
You finally find
You and I collide