There are no short cuts to anywhere worth going.
Jacqueline
1:53 PM
I couldn't find the time to blog as I am preparing for a big event. Yes, Holiday trip! This is exciting. I just wish to run away from Singapore.
Everything appears like its not screwed but that is the screwed bit.
I love exploring things a little by the day. In that way, the love can only grow. I am beginning to fall in love...
with my phone.
I had you stunned for a moment, no?
Just trying to be exciting. Life is pretty boring with work and all. At least it is peaceful and I am working with an aim. The chilling out with Pam and Chers was cool, even though it was over some dao huey. And Jing dong's baby Grace is so sweet.
Daddy Dong (uncle), Mummy Rachel (Aunty) and Baby Hui En!
18th May 2006!
Jing dong and Rachel were so worried when we commented that the baby looks more like him.
Gotcha! Double chin!
I will show Grace this photo with double chin to spur her on when she wants to look really cool when she is 16.
Yilin with Baby Grace
Rachel's friend said that Yilin is more steady than her when she carried the baby. *Mdm Jacq predicts that in three years time, it would be her turn*
We took so many photos with baby Grace that she started to vomit. Rachel wasn't around and there was a commotion. We were all at a loss. lol. Then Yilin carried the baby with two left hands. Pam kept chanting:"oh, baby eh ni. oh.. quick.. oh...". I cleaned the bed and Cheryl kept out of the way. Scary. Then we called SOS. Haha. To think Rachel's sister Hazel insisted on her two boys calling us aunties. Aunties at 22. I feel like the future is bleak.
Then we entertained ourselves.
4 AUNTIES *sob*
*chants* I don't want to be aunty. I don't want to be aunty. I don't want to be aunty. I don't want to be aunty. I don't want to be aunty. I don't want to be aunty.I don't want to be aunty. I don't want to be aunty. I don't want to be aunty.
I want to go to Bukit Timah Hill. Any takers?
Jacqueline
8:38 AM
The rain fell like it was crying over a lost feeling, a feeling that you can no longer relate to, a feeling that will never be brought back by reminisces. You know how is it that sometimes when you miss someone or some emotions so much that you keep thinking about the person and drifting back to the past only to find that the feeling has faded and was faded by the constant intrusion?
Like you have this scent that reminds you of some event and you keep sniffing it till the smell is no longer significant and any sniffs in the future will only bring you to the memory of yourself sniffing it and not the memory that made you sniff it.
I should tidy my room less often so that I will not keep opening the memory boxes. With every opening, the precious memories simply escape and dissipate into the air. Don't take the risk, don't live in the past. Get a grip. Get a grip.
Jacqueline
12:13 PM
In the game of checkers, in the attempt of laying traps to trap, I got trapped.
Jacqueline
12:11 PM
A person is excused for being quiet if he/she has always been quiet.
A person is excused for being sacarstic if he/she has always been sacarstic.
"It's ok, that is the way she is like. I accept her."
Has there been any acceptance?
Jacqueline
12:09 PM
I was working and staring out of the window stoning when I felt my chest heaving. I Unconsciously, I blurted:"Oh my god, I am breathing." Suddenly, breathing and noticing how your body works made the whole process seemed disgusting.
I was sort of panicking and my rhythmatic breathing lost its rhythm. If I hadn't that level of control, I would have fainted. We are so physically fragile. A stab in the lungs and we would be wheezing. A stab in the stomach and we would be groaning. A fall and we would be limping. A gunshot and we would be twitching. There are so many parts to a body and the demise of any would result in malfunctioning of the whole.
I always thought that we are more mentally fragile.
Guess its a matter of the grss being greener on the other side.
What is the purpose of living in this world?
Jacqueline
9:48 AM
