get smart

In a few days time, they will be coming back...


And this means, it is time for me to start my preparation for life in China.
Goodness.

But I know I made a vow to myself to be optimistically happy in every single shitty situation in which God decideds to throw me some shit to handle.
Therefore, I shall not dwell on the fact that i am left with approximately 6 weeks or rather, 30 working days in the very fun Y.E.S.93.3 and perhaps a 2 odd months breathing Singapore air and squeezing with the crowd during GSS.

So ya.
Savour every moment.


Kenji Wu is such a delight. If only he is mine. But then again, nothing is impossible, he said that!



At Stonegrill to celebrate James turning 20. Steaming steak on a steaming 400'C stone!


Happy birthday Botak James. Thank God you don't read my blog or i am pretty sure you will look at me with a scowl and ban me from SGW-XXX-Z forever. haha

I decided that the one thing that will make me happy other than the fact that I'll finally find someone who thinks i have a irritating cute mole, my big flabby arse is hot and that my cornflakes eyes are miserably electricfying, is

CAM-WHORING.


Okay, I think I have done enough damage to your eyes.
No one said you have to look glam while cam whoring.
-shrugs-
Uniquely Annabel, what.

i shall marry a brit

They say love is blind.
I agree.
That is why despite him being caught with his pants down frolicling in paradise with a hooker named Destiny or something,
I still get all tingly when I see him in Notting Hill with Music and Lyrics and really, this is Love, Actually.


Hugh Grant.
I love british man and their very odd sense of wicked humour.
Hugh Grant is hot, on screens.
Other than that, i wake up from my dream and realise that
Hugh Grant has slept with a prost and is in Britain, smokes cocaine and what-not and he probably cant stand my neurotics.


Anyway~
The days went by in flash.
As usual.
Let the pictures do the talking.
happy 21st to sian choo! =D

clement poo, been ages since i heard his hilarious caustic remarks!

Jac and the Bel-stalk

Me acting like an atas wimp.Failure.

Jac and Jac and Jac and Jac. enough of Jac!

say say and me in repentance as we were cam-whoring during service. HAHA

Lao shis! *grins

alicia darling, I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY AND I WISH YOU WITH ALL THE BLESSINGS IN THE WORLD TO BE JOYOUS =) I LOVE YOU!

I am constantly indulging myself in great food fare and hopeless ideas of great romance.
There isnt much hope really.
Hugh Grant the romantic actor doesnt exist in real life.
My Prince Charming might never sweep me off my feet with his stallion.
I might just be his little woman and withstand all the broken dreams with a dash of hope.

They don't call me an realistic idealist for no reason.
At the end of the day,
I am just a girl
Standing in front of a boy
Asking him to love her.
- Notting Hill -

trusting my heart

malcolm.james.mich..THE GRADUATES

the china sister has GRADUATED too! =)

malcolm and mambo comes together. "love in the first degree!"

with the SP Grads..Tianxi James and Helen

James is moving on to the next phase in life..where no hair beckons and Tekong is home. LOL.

Tianxi and me..look at his newly "un-braces" straight teeth!

The Salty Pig.The Bell.The Golden Branch of MediaCorp

Huimei and her bangs. Me and my red-turned-orangey brown hair

the songs we hear
Corrinne May sung about how scars making you stronger than life.
Li Sheng Jie sung about how heartache is more devastating than heart break.
A*Mei sung about how you will only stop hating the person when you leave.
Claire Guo Jing sung about wondering why you give out so much but never receive love in return.
Wu Jia Hui sung about being given up willingly.
Gareth Gates sung about too serious too soon.
Westlife sung about what happened to the days of laughter together.

So many songs.
So many stories.
I wonder if any of these songs spoke right through your heart.

When trouble beckons, you faced it and moved on.
But sometimes, you choose to do a U-turn and hope that perhaps by pretending, by "taking it easy", things will be alright.
Yet you keep comparing the past and the present.
You wonder the change in temperature.
However you dare not raise the question in fear of breaking the already fragile relationship.

Sometimes, love just ain't enough, Tori Amos sang.

You can only nod in agreement.
But
You still choose to do the silly thing of pretending.