kid inside

A slight commotion at the window made me look up from my work. As I did, I saw a surprise of colors streaming past...balloons of every hue danced on the outer side of the pane, making their way to high heavens.

We stared at them until they gradually became bobbing rainbow dots in the blue blue sky.

"Maybe a clown got mugged," someone chuckled.

It was difficult to work after that.

Have a fabulous weekend.

biscuit meets monkey

i like having my affection fought for

how does your garden grow?

..have been considering getting my current tatt extended. I have this romantic notion of the single blossom improvised to a trellis of roses. Yes, I know they are way passe now but...

I very much like the idea of perpetual spring on this terrain that only I know so well, of Eden on my back...

dandelion

I've just found out that my dad's in China
How bizzare.
It sounds like he's there pretty much indefinitely,
looking up job prospects and
I have no idea how to contact him
(I wonder what he's doing)

It is still Monday in Canada
The time difference makes the distance
between me and my mother
that much more palpable

My sister in Malaysia says
that God has a funny sense of humour
I don't say anything but I don't think the guy
had anything to do with it, darling

It is in the decisions that we make
Choices that can hold us together
in the warmth of a heartbeat
or scatter us far across the oceans to yesterday

(I feel like we're being tossed about in the wind)

I've read that to covet is to sin
but where is my safe harbor for mending?

la dee dum

I have been waking up for the past few days with symptoms akin to the mother of all hangovers.
Thing is, I have not touched a drop of alcohol since.... last friday. The first part of the morning found good ol rosie with her head in the toilet bowl.

Maybe am preggers with horrible food-baby, made up of all the junk I've been consuming all week.
Food-baby wants more food.
Eeuch.

I missed the bus and was horrendously late. Tried to unsuccessfully evade WayneTheManager (darn the absence of potted plants) at the lifts, out for his morning macchiato.
"I missed the bus!!", I spluttered before he could say anything.
"Oh, that's alright. Noone's supposed to be doing work on Friday anyway", said he.

Hurrah for caffeine-deprived managers and the laidback Aussie culture!!

So, now I'm at my desk, squinting at the screen with one eye, and gathering my frazzled nerves.

Pesky clients, chocolate biscuits and attention-demanding friends, please stay away today.. especially the latter.
I like you, I do but if you call me up to imply that the sun sets and rises with you, I might not be in the usual frame of mind to agree.

Call me back in a coupla days and I promise,
I'll try to be shiny new for you.

Dearest Joey,

Did you know...

Well now, I reckon we're doing waaaaay better than that, don't you?

"HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SWEETHEART!!"

your rosie loves you oh so much!

I should be in bed..

...instead of blogging.

My mummy called me the other day and reminded me to pleasepleaseplease use eye cream. (Remember: noone wants to marry a girl who has eyebags that can store change ha.ha.ha)

I have a photoshoot in two weeks.

I cant help but fret just an itsy bitsy bit.

I refuse to be one of those girls who go on and on about their weight. I know I used to (and yes, there are the sporadic relapses) but I have realized that it can get somewhat annoying.

Plus it's rude to talk with your mouth full.

Instead, I shall whinge about the fact that I knowingly got myself a bad haircut on Saturday. EvilHairLady disregards appointments and makes you wait an hour, plays horrid taiwanese/vietnamese cooking/game shows on the telly and keeps getting herself distracted during the haircut itself. Everytime I leave that salon, I start ranting and swear never to go there again.

And still I do! Maybe it's the faithful hope that I will eventually score a jaw-dropping hairstyle to pay off my perseverance. Or maybe I'm just too much of a cheapskate and a slob to haul my ass beyond Northbridge. So here I am, skanky ah-lian* hairstyle and all.

I also stupidly ignored sunscreen and got horribly sunburnt during the recent weekend. My back is a splotchy red mess but the company was a blast so I'm still revelling..while sleeping on my tummy.

I'll just tell the photographer that peeling orange girls with bad hair are making a swift come back.

weekend at the Perth Royal Show: waiting in line for ice cream

sleepy piggy wiggies remind me of me!

sun basking

Speaking of come-backs, wonderbiatch cheryl arrives home from Shanghai at midnight!!

Hurwee home, chewiepoo!! Fill me in with the detailed description of all those young chinese boys whose hearts you broke!

(p/s:: I lup you long time!)

*to the ignorant, I will show you a picture when my hideous vanity takes a backseat