my new toy – named chai chai
love his evil-look
the rest of the crew
how come? there’s always extra parts.. ;(
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my new toy – named chai chai
love his evil-look
the rest of the crew
how come? there’s always extra parts.. ;(
went artbox. saw a bookmark. the words are so jen. decided to get it for her.
opened up & realise there are two bookmarks inside ! great ! one for her & one for me !
my bookmark:
‘may you always have enough happiness to keep you sweet, enough trials to keep you strong, enough success to keep you eager, enough faith to give you courage, enough determination to make each day a good day’
i wrote a msg on her bookmark & she wrote a msg on my bookmark.
yeap . mushy. my middle name.
“in one particularly poignant exchange between God and Evan, God asks him when you pray and ask God for patience, does God gives you patience, or puts you in a situation where you learn patience. if someone asks for courage, does God give them courage or put them in a situation where they can become courageous? does God give you family togetherness, or does he put you in a situation where you pull together as a family?”
ahh. God. how come this word ‘God’ appeared on my blog? surprised?! me too !
guy been tellin me abt this movie – Evan Almighty. he loved the movie & its currently running on HBO.
two reasons why i recorded the show – mainly to entertain him & i got curious.
yeap, it was a good movie. love the words – they gimme perspective.
the end result matters but dont you just love the journey smt?
i love it. the journey, i mean – usually you received more den what you hope/pray for..
it might be love you are seekin but you found faith, hope & belief.
i like the idea of receiving something through hard work & determination instead of expecting it.
that’s when .. you learn to cherish it.
* guy wanted to blog abt this but i took the liberty & wrote out my tots first. Guy – your turn !
** this is ultra-funny – i realise today, my courage is written wrongly ! haha

how it used to be – created by jie – drove my mum crazy – awesome-d

rightfully. this should falls under super-creativite
*my knight
idea of doing my own drawing.
of coz, my drawings sucks !
but I’m game for it.
*new idea
*simple drawing
*cable car
*angry lee
*msn icon / ballet girl / angry lee
*half empty or half full cup
*girl / guy 
*random
*all draw using free-hand, no eraser needed.
‘guy, it not my bdae today. ask the person to stop playing happy bdae’
‘okie, i go over & say – my gf got something to say to u’ ‘i will say – nice music’
*giggle
we walked over & saw the man. hey, let donate ! guy dug out 2 bucks & passes it to me. i got out my wallet & took another 2. walk over to the blind man happily & push in 4bucks into his box. look at him & gave him a smile, oh ya. he cant see me. anyway, i walk back to guy & his comments ‘i just noticed two men behind him. they are a gp, shldnt have donate’
how come? i demand. guy is one of the nicest person i know, he gave up his seats for the old, pregnant, kids & he stop his car when he see ppl in need of help kinda person.
guy view: he don’t look challenged enough. they might be a gp. ppl do pretend to be beggars but drove a bm or something.
girl view: why cant we just donate & be happy that we lend others a helpin hands, stop analyzing what goin on behind the scene & simply be happy at ur ability to help others.
mm. okie, i understand his concern & his train of tots. i’m not that naïve in believing everyone is a kind soul yet i don’t wish to go through life complexing a simple act of donating. neither one of us is wrong. Its a point of view. this is like the-glass-is-half-full or the-glass-is-half-empty theory. yet i cant help thinking, what causes the change in guy? i could tell that he used to be like me, what happen along the way? simply – it’s human doing – greed.
will i stop donating someday? no. i still like to believe in pure & simple human kindness. *smile
lets see – colour pencils / markers / sharpener / ziplock bag / ribbons / blank name cards /stickers
all nicely packed.
my lastest – crayons & sketchbook
my creation: whine file
new bag for my pencils etc
for him. his table.

Side A:
wrote his name & his tots.

Side B:
wrote his name & something lame titled: i am a my guy

notes 1: i been telling guy, you know wat i want? – 48 colour pencils. we went popular & he got me this – crayons & sketchbook. awesome !
notes 2: my art & craft hobby is growing.
notes 3: thank you guy for being my #1 victim.
come on.
what time izzit?
its jogging time !
this thing really grows on me. addicted is an understatement.
3 times a week. mostly it sheer determination.
set a target, 3km but i did 3.2km, yeap it only a mere 200m but it a wonderful feelin of ‘damn-the-rule-let-push-it’ i love the feeling of controlling one’s performace & going beyond one’s limit.
joggin is one of human lonely road.. it quite a toture smts. why do i push myself so hard? yet its addictive & i’m hooked. came back from genting & i felt so restless, went jogging despite alittle running nose & i came back feelin recharged & refreshed.
*my notti guy have stop jogging and its his suggestions a mth ago “girl let go joggin” i gave him a r-u-out-of-ur-mind-look? me? my bones will break. yet i the one who continue with this regime.
way to go girl ! *clap clap