maybe somewhere with slower pace

Had a great time with han last evening.

She made a remark that I'm more suitable to reside in a slower paced environment of which she suggested Australia. Actually I have sort of made up my mind that in about 15 years' time or earlier, I'll be off living a laid back life in New Zealand. Yeah, so I guess I hope to find a Kiwi here and marry him and have an easier access to the life I long to live. Lol. Kidding but I'm quite serious about leaving as in migrating. It's not that I can't live the life here... It's just that I wanna pursue the dream life I wanna live. In my perspective, I think it's crowded here and lack the idealised lifestyle I want. Really. Hope I don't sound too negative. I mean in my opinion, I prefer. So I guess good luck in saving $$...

I've actually done my research. The cost of living is pretty high. Especially on the mortgage. However, after reading stories of emigrants, of those from Malaysia to New Zealand, I'm beginning to feel that it can be achieved. I just hope that I'll take a lesser time to save and get there. Because I want to adapt to it faster. Hehee...

I hope I'm not just dream-talking. Which is why nowadays when I say I wanna do something and it wasn't being done, I get a little more upset. Because I do not want to be in the habit of "all talk, no action."

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Honouring Mr Lee Kuan Yew

23 Mar 2015: While getting ready for work, Nat told me that Mr Lee Kuan Yew has passed on. I didn't expect the multitude of sadness that followed. Found out that Prime Minister Mr Lee Hsien Loong would be addressing Singaporeans on his father's death at 8am and my heart went out to him. As I was watching his address, I am reminded that no matter who he is, he is still his father's son. When I see the profile and cover pictures of many of my friends changed into mono colours, I see unity and appreciation. By human standards perhaps we may debate about whether he is a good leader, but I believe he was called to serve with the others when Singapore really needed one. RIP Mr Lee Kuan Yew.

Stubbles + Dreadlocks = My Kinda Guy as at 21st Dec '09 I guess this statement is pretty true. It took me about 3-4 years to decide to tell him that I still love him... Telling him was just to let him know my feelings towards him... Months later we got together, it felt strange because I thought fate has departed from us. Destiny must have heard my cry and let me have a second go at this love. Unfortunately, now we're once again apart from each other. Sometimes I felt that I held on to the memories with him so tight because he was my first love. Many times I have thought myself to be a fool and felt that things have been a little unfair. He was my dream guy and I don't think I was ever his dream girl. After all, I was not his first love. Moreover, I don't have much to offer. Day after day, I watch memories play over my brain's eye, uncertain to feel remorseful or to tell myself to move on... Yeap, I know it has been a while now. God just help me. Pam Petite

A Fall

Dear Blog, I just had a fall while running in my flat-heeled office shoes. I didn't feel embarrassed dropping flat on the floor. Instead, I felt a growing pain from both my knees. My brain signaled for my legs to walk and soon I reached my destination with blood-crying knees. Why was I so careless? Was browsing through my past entries, time has passed and well, a lot more to improve on in my life. Occasionally, I wish to say, be contented. However, I can't. Because it simply is not good enough. I guess, that's what a twenty something should be contemplating. After all, only about a quarter of our lives is gone. Had been playing RISK board game with my honey on 2 consecutive Sundays. This game taught me a couple of lessons:- (a) Nobody is declared the winner unless the game ceases, by either party surrendering or by conquering the lands of your opponent; (b) Even if you are losing huge armies, it doesn't mean you are the loser; (small can fight big) (c) Take it easy! I...

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