Saturday, July 28, 2007

Happy Birthday to me!

Last year, on this exact day, I threw myself a party and cooked for 20 odd people and while I had loads of fun, I was also very stressed and exhausted.

I mean, instead of hanging out with friends and chilling, I was running to the kitchen constantly and checking that the food didn't over/undercook.

This year, I decided to just celebrate quietly and gently with several different, smaller groups instead which worked out much better.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Sickness and health

This was going to be a post about designer bags and how we all seem to crave them.

But before it can become a post about designer bags, it is first going to be a post about my being sick in bed today with a cold and sore throat.

Being sick is sorta fun when I'm at home in Singapore. I get to stay in bed and re read all my favourite books and sleep whenever I want which is my idea of a perfect world. And whenever I feel like a meal, my mum gets me one and when I need medication, my mum doles it out.

But sick in bed in Melbourne is a different creature altogether. I have far fewer books here, no mum to send me to the doctor and provide me with delicious healing soups that have chicken and ginger in them. So in Melbourne, one of my goals is not to get sick and when I have even the slightest suspicion that my body is about to fall prey to a virus, I take medication like it's some magic pill from the fantasy books that will zing all the virus and sick from my body.

But in spite of my best laid plans, those damned effective flu viruses waited for a week when I lacked sleep and was stressed and then pounced.

I'm 25, but I really really want my mummy right now.

I'll talk about designer bags tomorrow.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Smells and Scents

When I first met the Boy, I was so attracted by the way he smelt. He had this great perfume/cologne on that I just loved the smell of.

Fast forward a few months and I discovered that it was the masculine version of my favourite perfume, Tommy Girl.

Funny how our noses always turn out to be right.