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Name: Charlene ♥ Birthday: 10/27/1988 Gender: Female
Interests: ♥♥♥ Hair & Makeup. Sing & Dance. Astrology. Photography. Wildlife. Fishing & Prawning. Blogging. Drinking with friends. Human Psychology. D.I.Y. Cooking for love ones.♥♥♥
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| November, a month full of events!! I just uploaded pictures from my memory card to baby vaio. Found programme that allows me to straighten photos. The height & width of the pictures looks like LX3. Yayness! No need to buy new camera! Muahaha. Now my pictures will look angmopai. The pictures are quite random, but I'll section them properly. I'm sucha nice girl.
Josephine's wedding-invitation-card-giving-day at Paulaners. Jonathan & Josephine. Both are getting married, but to different partners. Haha. Josephine's wedding dinner will be on 29/11/09 while Jonathan's would be on next year. So excited for the both of them! Hehe.
The super Lao-hong nachos & Kiam to death Escargots.
We played 5-10 and this was the forfeit. I kissed Roy & Hoe on the cheek, Jiarui & Kor on the lips. What a horrible night! I felt so loose. Hahahaha.
My annoying brother & Psyhic JR on the right. JR is leaving Singapore to Myanmmar for attachment, 4 months! My face shows annoyed! Obviously lah! These cbs messing around with my hair. Knn! Lol.
My brother surprisingly looks good here! Surprisingly huh! Lol. That's Tien Tien on the left. Nope, she's not the boss of Tien Tien Steamboat.
My annoying friends. Hahaha. JR looks like Xu Chun Mei here!!
Random day @ Hk cafe with Sindy! We went prawning and we caught 50 prawns. Shiokafied. Inside this cup was "Yuan Yang". Tea + Coffee.
Our main course, I had menses that day that's why I had soup. Don't annoy me by saying "Cb! Eat maggie mee! So expensive.. I cook for you better, charge you $2 enough!" I will smack u!
The sides, obviously we couldn't finish them all lah. Heh heh. Okay, we couldn't finish them as our tummy was too small. Hahahahha. Trying very hard not to be rude.
RANDOM! Cooked fried rice on some random morning.. at about 7.30am.
Sindy's birthday celebration at MOF & Cosy Bar.  This colour reminds me of our national flag.
The glue-each-other-to-death couples. Haha. Steph & Chun Sing! Loves.
For this, they are not couples.. they are rivals. Haha. Ken's girlfriend is Amanda and she's still on her way to meet us for dinner. Ken left early to meet his client at Holiday Inn. They went to have seafood. Argh.
Sindy & I had the first one, each while A.J hate this. The egg damn nice! Me like.
The side dish that comes with our main course.
The little pots for soya sauce and etc. Damn cute, but from the picture like quite dirty.
The egg preparing to be cooked on the hot plate. Nice leh! But must mix around if not it will taste plain.
Soft-shell crab Maki. The soft-shell crab nice, but the rice too much. I can make better! Lol
We had 4 plates of Salmon sashimi too! I'm so addicted to sashimi now. People who know me well, knows that I don't take salmon sashimi, till one fine day when I was working at Beds. My customer force me to eat the sashimi that he did. Damn nice! Love.
Hot-stone Unagi rice. Regretted for not eating this as a main course. Taste damn good! I wanna eat this when I go there next time! Super nice! Kor, Steph & Amanda had this!! Damn nice.. Hahaha.
I emptied Kor's Unagi rice. Haha. Super filling dinner!
Steph purposely showed this face, she knew I was trying to take candid shots. This cb! Lol.
Hahaha. Disgusting expressions! Lol
Sindy's birthday cake, it's our favourite cake... hor? Heh heh. Steph bought this! Me Love. The server placed 29 candles on Sindy's cake! Hahaha. We were laughing like hell.
At cosy bar's private room. A bottle of Martell/Chivas/Macallan and you can have their Ktv whole night. Their systems sucks though. Hate!
Haha. Steph & Chun Sing's expression damn cute. Hahaha
Sindy was resting with her eyes close! Lol
The triangular relationship.
Lastly, the 5 princess. Muah!!!
Okay, I'm off to catch some rest. Working tonight at 7pm later! Josephine's wedding is this Sunday. EXCITED TO MAX! Hee. Miss boyfriend but not going to tell him. Good day to all even though it's Monday! Haha. | | |
| 19 Lessons 1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully. 2. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you grow older, their conversation skills will be more important any other. 3. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want. 4. When you say "I love you", mean it. 5. When you say "I'm sorry", look at the person in the eye. 6. Be engaged at least six months before you get married. 7. Believe in love at first sight. 8. Do not laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much. 9. Love deeply & passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely. 10. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling. 11. Don't judge people by their relatives or friends. 12. Talk slowly but think quickly. 13. When someone ask you a question and you don't want to answer, smile and ask "Why do you want to know?" 14. Remember that great love and achievement involves great risk. 15. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze. 16. When you lose, don't lose the lesson. 17. Remember the 3 R's : Respect for self, Respect for others and Responsibility for your actions. 18. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship. 19. When you've realise you've made mistake, take immediate steps to correct it. | | |
| Read this, a meaningful love story. On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.
This was the scene ten years ago.
The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
Dew came into my life.
It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.
Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.
Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.
However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.
Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.
One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.
When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.
Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.
Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month s time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. >From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.
I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically.
I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vague.
On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.
I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.
Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.
I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.
I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.
When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old. xoxo. | | |
| Ever ask yourself this question? What kind of people are the scariest in the whole fucking world? I asked myself before, answered it as well. Up till today, it will still be my answer for the rest of my life. Before you start to answer my question, let me share with you my answer. The scariest people on earth are the ones that can continue to do everything as per normal, same time, same sequence and everything.. BUT at the back of you, they backstab and betray your trust. These are the ones that everyone should be wary from. In chinese, we can call it "Xiao Mian Hu", which also means smiley tiger. To me they are the most scariest person on earth. If I could choose, I never want to know them at all. But in another way round, they are the ones that taught me alot of things in life. To be wary of the closest people around you, not in a suspecting way.. but in a never try to give anyone benefit of doubts. At every point of life, I'm bound to experience such things. Including now. :) Humans like them never appreciate the thought of others. Instead, they take things for granted and seek for more attention.. not only just a single self, but targeting on other preys as well. The usual sayings, a leopard never changes its spots & cherish and treasure now before everything is too late. This is what I always tell myself, since young and till the day I die. In life, I've learnt not to trust anyone so much.. because the more trust & hope you put on someone, you will be enjoying disappointments at the end of the day. You have no one to blame but yourself, for trusting one too much. A moment of thrills & excitement.. and a lifetime of regret. You think it's worth it? | | |
| Story between us ♥ August 1st. It was after a movie with my beloved friends. We had no idea where to go for drinking, thus we went Boat Quay. Don drove down boatquay together with 2 friends, Him & Francis. I had no idea who they were. Don was Sindy's friend, so he came down to look for her & joined us too. As usual for a weekend, the pubs along boatquay were packed like hell. We settled down at 12th Element since Alvin (The boss of the pub) was our friend. Including the 3 guys, there were about 10 people. It was quite weird for the guys as they don't really know our friends, which include me. My first impression for Him was horrible. Not friendly, didn't bother to introduce himself & showed a black face for more than an hour, as if the whole world owe him 1 million dollars. He had a LV bag slinged onto himself, it made me felt that he was just another stuck up rich dude. Walking out of the pub for numerous time & pouring beer for their glasses is the only body actions he made. Well, things changed a lil when our table left the both of us. The rest either went for smoke or toilet breaks. For Sindy she was not around for about 1 hour. At last, I heard his voice. I forgot how it started, it's either him knocking on my glass or asking me what’s my name. Don came back shortly after & told me His voice is very similar to Jeff Chang. I asked Him to sing "Ai Ru Chao Shui" as it's my favourite song from Jeff Chang. He gave a shocked face and continued to ask me if I know how to sing "You yi dian dong xing". The conversation between us became smoothly after that, but it was the usual ones e.g. Working tomorrow? What do you work as & etc.. Sindy came back before our song started. When I went out to have a smoke with her, she told me one of them wants to know me. I was shocked & I guessed Don at first (because we communicate more), she said no. It was Him who wanted to know me. I didn't believe it and I was not interested because His first impression totally ruined everything. Anyway, Sindy & Don asked him to sit beside me. You know? The usual.. "My friend want to know her, help him out!". Finally it was our table's turn. He sang, and it was 99% the same as Jeff Chang. Than the duet song came in shortly aftermath, it was my first time singing it.. but it was great. :) The rest were disturbing us when we sang, took photos and all. Haha. They suggested going Nana so all of us went. There were another group of friends, they were His friends. Well, for the few hours at Nana, he kept pestering Sindy. e.g. "She (me) talking to other guys leh! I want to know her! She will beat guys or not? She got boyfriend or not? I call her come over and I say you finding her ok? Can take number from her or not? She will reject me or not?" I knew what was going on and I wanted to disturb him as well.. So after countless of "Ah mi (which is Sindy) call you!" I shouted "You want to woo me right?" Hahaha. He was shy of course but he shouted the exact sentence to AJ & Stephenie. I came to realise He's one that will only talk more when the alcohol hits His head. Nana ended and we suggested heading to Concept at boatquay again. Randy & I used to frequent there very often. Don went back home & I was shocked that He came along too, together with his bunch of friends. He kept asking me to stick to him and not to drink anymore, he didn't knew my drinking level yet. Haha. Well, he did introduced me to his friends. E.g. "This guy I know him for 20 years already! blablabla" And He continued to pester Sindy as well, "Can I send her home later? Will she reject me? If I suddenly kiss her, she will beat me or not? etc.." Anyway, Sindy left shortly after that. I find him quite annoying though, cause he kept asking me to go home and keep asking me what time I want to go home. I was like "I still don't want to go home, you want you go home first lah!" The sun shone brightly outside already, so it was actually quite thoughtful of him. But still.. annoying lah! Haha. Anyway, I felt bad about it too because he wanted to send me home and yet I still don't want to go home. So yea, I told him after 2 songs and we leave ok? He send me home after that. Called me when He's driving back & home too. Anyway, as days past.. feelings for him started to bloom. He was indeed different from all of the guys I've met. Lotsa things happened between the both of us, I nearly gave up on him for a few times. Cried like mad when I knew him for the 2nd week but things start to change when I've learnt how to take things easy. Every single day, we'll talk on the phone without fail. At times we'll meet up once a week for dinner or together with our friends. He's one that's able to make my mood go high and low within seconds. For sure I'll receive his phone call every single day. "Baobei, what are you doing? Baobei where are you?" Although I scold him with my usual vulgarites for anyhow calling me Baobei, at the bottom of my heart I'm always smiling. Friends around us commented that we are very alike. Be it characteristic, personality, the way we talk, the way we express ourself & etc.. I'm thankful & happy to know him more and it won't be my regret for the rest of my life. Thank you, my beloved xiao jiji. Wahaha.
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