<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/18387586?origin\x3dhttp://annawennabanana.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Sunday, June 15, 2008
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR MOJO!

i slept a good 11 hours, can't rmb the last time i had such a good sleep.
and we all spent the saturday afternoon over tea and nice pianist at the background =)
(actually we were talking and eating so much, i can't rmb wat the pianist was playing.)







english pastries were so yummy! i tink we all capped at 4 small plates and 2 pots of tea. =)





ooh there was chocolate fondue. FONDUE! but alas, i stayed away from the chocos, cuz one tiny slice of choco cake made my throat hurt. now we know who's been kinda exhausted and dehydrated recently.

and also talking too much over the weekend. hehe =D




and then.
there was the mystery of the cherries.
and the mystery of the sugar stick.
=D
see i never bao toh you!
=D

and gina gan gave us these damn realistic FAKE BREAD which were really not bread.
they smell and look like bread, but they're NOT BREAD.
haven't opened it tho. but smell can't be translated on blogs. so maybe a pic later or sth hehehe.
i can't believe i was thinking of eating it for breakfast la!


~
~
~


HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEN SIYING!
we had a bad dinner. and AWESOME COMPANY!
i hope i didn't talk too much darling. haha.
but u know, u always make me so happy!
so here's to our great franship, and never celebrating your bday again.
we will hang out only when it's not ur bday, cuz we don't wanna celebrate anymore birthdays which serves the ONLY purpose of reminding us how old we are.
i know u're secretly checking out this space occasionally.
so
I LOVE YOU! =D


~
~
~


as i blog i cross my toes and hope i will survive the next 2 days with zest and optimism.
simply because i am too optimistic sometimes for my own good.
now i'm 5.5 hours to heading out to some tree top/nature park trail with the auntie and the mother, and it's 2.40am.
later in the afternoon we'll be bringing honey mann's parents checking out sentosa.
and then at night i'm gonna be working until 1am.
AND THEN get up at 6am for office work all over again.


probably running on red bull for a while.



And to end this post, directing at no one in particular, jus generally pple who are bothered to reflect on life and how we should constantly improve ourselves (there are actually pple who do not bother improving themselves.):
Don't do unto others what you don't want others to do unto you.

my ex-domestic helper always told me that when i was rude.
never understood it until i was older.
and so, the next time u frown at someone, ask yourself if she deserves it.
the next time u gave someone the cold shoulders for no reason, ask yourself if he deserves it.
the next time u pms and decide to lash it out on everyone ard you, ask yourself if they deserve it.
and this my friends, is why i hardly ever show my temper to anyone.
(i have an extremely short temper)
because no one deserves my wrath, and especially not my friends.

THE AUTHOR

graduating. and pretty much lost. black hair, brown eyes, never sick of sashimi.

CONTACT

speak2myhand@gmail.com
only if you have something awesome to share.

tagboard

anything brilliant, silly, vulgar are most welcome.
no anonymity pls