Tiffany & Co. Heart Tag Bracelet

I agree that silver jewelries from Tiffany & Co. are overpriced because no matter how good the quality is, silver still tarnishes after a while.

Having said that, I still think that a girl needs a blue box every now and then to make us feel pampered.

Yes, I'm a sucker for effective marketing and turquoise boxes with white ribbons. Now shoo. :P

The Tiffany heart tag toggle bracelet in sterling silver is an all time favourite of mine.

It can be easily dressed up or down, and so it gets a tick in my book. It's one of those accessories that you can use for daily wear to glam up the simplest attire.

The length measures 7.5 inches and the heart tag is about 20mm in diameter. Engravings on the heart tag is available on request.

The best part is the price. It's one of the more affordable pieces from Tiffany, so you can easily spoil yourself a little without burning a hole in your pocket.

Tempted yet? :)

Judith Leiber Vintage Clutch

I have loved this ivory clutch ever since I first laid eyes on it.

Carrie carried (pun intended) it when she went to Paris in Season 6 of Sex and the City.

In the series, she claimed that it's a vintage Dior and "the lining is like a hundred years old", but it turned out to be a Judith Leiber.

I've never been interested in Judith Leiber. Remember the look on Carrie's face when Mr Big presented her with her very own duck crystal clutch? The look says it all.

But this particular clutch sure is a beautiful gem. I just love the chic vintage look that can easily dressed up or down.

It's simple and classy, nothing shouts "overly the top" here.

Oh how I wish it was mine!

It's a vintage piece, I don't think Judith Leiber even makes it anymore. *Sighs*

Chanel has a similar purse in its Paris - New York Fall 2006 line, but it's a flap bag instead of a clutch.

They called it supple lambskin pleated flap bag, and it really is, supple. The leather is buttery soft and smooth.

Wouldn't it be nice if it was a clutch?

More Colours of Chanel 2.55

Yes, I did recommend the black Chanel 2.55 as a wardrobe staple every girl should have, and I stand by it.

But today, let us indulge a little in other lovely colours this classic purse comes in.

First up, the white. High maintenance, but oh-so-beautiful! The white Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware simply melts my heart!

Personally, white looks best on the baby soft lambskin, but it's extremely impractical for lazybones like me because once it's scratched, there's no way to restore it to its original state. I must nail that thought into my head each time before I walk into Chanel so I won't fall into temptation.

White Chanel 2.55 with silver hardware

White Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware

Next, I heart baby pink with gold hardware. It's so feminine and effortlessly chic!

Chanel makes another shade of coral pink too, which is a stronger and brighter pink. But personally, the lighter shade of pink is a little more versatile and you'd probably get more use out of it.

Baby pink Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware

Baby pink Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware

For brighter colours, the green and yellow are so very hot this season.

However, as gorgeous as the colours are, I don't quite see myself getting a Chanel bag in these colours. If I were to spend that kind of money on a purse, it better be in a colour that's gonna stand the test of time instead of just a season. But of course, that's just me and my frugal self speaking.

Green Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware (Bottom right corner)

Yellow Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware

The red is lovely too, and will definitely stand out. Even more so since red accessories are must-have's this season. But again, I don't quite see myself rocking a red Chanel just yet.

Red Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware (Jumbo)

The Chanel Fall 2006 line features a Jersey red bag, but according to some, the material snags very easily.

Red Jersey Chanel 2.55 with silver hardware

Red Jersey Chanel 2.55

Last but not least, the plum (as seen on Mischa Barton in the picture below).

I'm usually not a big fan of purple, but THAT is a gorgeous gorgeous colour! To convert a purple-hater like me, Chanel certainly did a bloody good job. I gotta get myself one of those!

Kelly Green in Summer

It's no news that I'm a big fan of Sex and the City.

The humour, the glamour, the beautifully written script, the dramas, the close friendship between 4 fabulous women, and of course, the fashion.

Bee is amazed with my ability to recite lines from the series without missing a word.

Well, I've only watched them, like, a thousand times?

Fashion wise, my favourite character is, without a doubt, Carrie Bradshaw. Her bags, her accessories, her dresses, and, *gasps*, her collection of shoes! I guess it's safe to say that everything she's ever worn, I likey!

She just seems to be able to get away with anything. Even the craziest outfit looks like Vogue on her. Don't we all secretly wish that we can be Carrie too?

I love this look of hers at Village Square Market at first glance.

She was wearing a kelly green terry tube dress by Juicy Couture and fiery red leather pumps. The bag is a blue leather fake (who would have guessed huh?) Hermes.

This look appeared in episode 72 - Critical Condition (Season 5), so that's like some 2 years ago? But it's oh-so-hot even for this summer, especially the bold colour combination.

Kelly green has been one of my favourite colours for the past year or so. I have everything in this vibrant colour. Handbags, hairbands, baby tees, skirts, shoes, dresses, etc.

I just can't get enough of it!

And French blue. Oh how can you not love this shade of blue? It's absolutely gorgeous! I love love love this colour!

The (fake) Hermes bag and the 70s-inspired tube dress were simply a perfect marriage, don't you think?

Last but not least, red heels. A must have this season which will go well with almost everything. I've been looking around for the perfect pair of red pumps but haven't had much luck. The search shall continue when I get back to Melbourne.

In the experimental spirit of Patricia Field, here's a word of advice from me - be bold with colours to mix and match when you dress up, girls!

Don't be afraid to add in bright colours and look pretty this summer!

Chanel 2.55

A timeless classic.

It's one of those iconic bags that will never go out of style.

Designed by Gabrielle "Coco" Chanel herself, it was named after the date of its inception, February 1955.

Even until today, it remains as stylish as it was 51 years ago. In fashion, there are very few things that can last the test of time, but this purse has proven its charms.

Chanel 2.55, often referred to as the "classic flap bag" by sales associates, has been said to be the foundation of any handbag collection.

The double chain shoulder strap was invented by Coco Chanel to free up use of women's hands; and the diamond quilted design was inspired by jockey’s coats. It also features double flap closure with a larger exterior pocket for illicit love letters *winks*, and interior pockets to keep lipsticks and compacts in place.

In the 1980’s, Karl Lagerfeld put the CC monogram turn clasp into the design which has since become a sensation. It's one of my favourite features on the purse, I have zero resistance towards anything with interlocking CC's.

Over the years, this bag has been redone in every possible way. When it comes to purchasing a bag with so many variations, there are so many things to decide on. The material, the edition, the colour, the hardware, the size, etc etc.

If only we each have an unlimited Chanel fund for us to splurge on whatever that tickles our fancy ey?

If I had to choose, my all time favourite is still the plain quilted classic flap bag with interlocking CC clasp. And for this particular design, I prefer gold hardware over silver ones. Personally, I think gold adds that extra touch of elegance to the bag, and looks better with the leather interwoven chains.

Having said that, I'm more inclined to go with silver hardware for Chanel 2.55 Reissues though. But the Chanel 2.55 Reissue deserves a post on its own, so I'll save that for another day.

If you're unsure about which hardware to pick, some base their decisions on the colour of their jewelries. Go with gold hardware if you wear yellow gold more often, and silver if you wear white gold/platinum/silver more.

Now the leather. It's lambskin for me all the way! I just love how unbelievably soft and smooth it is. The supple finish of the quilted lambskin often reminds me of soft spongy marshmallows. How can you not love it?

However, beauty comes with a price. Apart from costing a little more than caviar, the lambskin is rather high maintenance and scratches very easily.

Caviar, on the other hand, is a somewhat grainy leather and much more durable. Given my carelessness and inability to take good care of anything, caviar is definitely a more sensible choice.

As usual, a decision between the beauty and practicality. -_-

The medium classic flap bag with the measurement of 10" x 6" x 3" is the most popular size among all. If you're just starting, this is definitely a safe choice to go about.

If you're a hobbit like me, the small 2.55 (9" x 5.5" x 2.5") might suit most petite frames better. But the thing is, you can hardly fit anything in it, especially after a checkbook wallet.

For some reason, the large/jumbo (12" x 8" x 3.5") doesn't feature a double flap inside like the rest. However, this particular size is continually gaining its popularity since it's been spotted on almost every A-list Hollywood celebrities. Though it looks a little overwhelming on me, it absolutely makes me weak in the knees. I've been lugging around oversized bags for as long as I can remember anyway, what's another jumbo size Chanel huh? :)

Chanel 2.55 comes in more lovely colours than I can count.

I love the pastel colours. To name a few - pale blue, pale pink, coral pink, beige, white, ivory, pale purple, baby blue, et cetera et cetera. Certain colours are harder to come by compared to others. For example, not many Chanel store has white in stock, especially those with gold hardware.

White Chanel 2.55 with silver hardware

The stronger colours, such as red, burgundy, yellow, violet and etc, definitely make a fashion statement. I once saw a Chanel 2.55 in a gorgeous shade of plum, it was so pretty that I nearly cried.

As much as my eyes are dazzled by all the (more) exciting colours, I'm gonna go out on a limb and recommend you sticking to the classic black or white for your first Chanel. And if you have extra cash to burn later on, there's always room for more colours in your Chanel collection.

I absolutely heart the ivory lambskin classic flap with gold hardware. It has chic and elegance written all over it.

Ivory Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware

But if you're clumsy like me, go black. C'mon, let's face it. Not everyone can wear white and not spill on it, but black will always be the new black.

Black Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware

A black medium Chanel 2.55. It's truly a bag that will last you a life time.

Vintage black Chanel 2.55 with gold hardware

Are you in love yet?

Intruder(s)

It happened last night. Or early this morning, rather.

Around 4am, I heard my dad shouting loudly downstairs. My first reaction was to think that our cat had attacked the new kitten again as we've been trying to keep them apart all day long.

It turned out that there was an attempted burglary.

Our maid, whose room is downstairs, was woken up in the middle of the night because dogs from some houses nearby were barking non-stop. She then heard noises of men talking outside the house. She looked out of her window and saw a guy standing in our backyard, trying to break the lock of this small storage place we have. She immediately went upstairs to call my parents.

My brother turned on the alarm system and my dad yelled at the man to scare him away. The intruder climbed over the wall and disappeared in the dark. I'm sure he didn't come alone, there must be more of them waiting for him on the other side of the wall. We suspected that they most probably didn't even run off, but hid somewhere dark in the alley behind our house.

I don't think any of us got much sleep after that. The incident left us shocked and terrified.

Crimes make my blood boils and send chills down my spine. It's a scary feeling when you can't even feel secure in the safety of your own home.

*Deep sighs*

Haze

It's been terribly hot and smoky in Swan City. The air pollution is so bad that you can even smell the haze in the house.

I hate hot weather, it pisses me off. I'd rather have it cold over hot any given time.

That's another thing I hate about Malaysia. The heat and the humidity! You can't even step out of the house without sweating madly. It's crazy!

Arrgghh! I'm so agitated!

Louis Vuitton Manhattan PM

I fell in love with this bag instantly when I tried it on in Singapore.

Initially, Bee and I went to the LV store on Orchard Road to check out the Speedy 30 I wanted. While waiting to be served, my eyes wondered off and spotted the Manhattan PM on top of the shelf.

The sales lady took it down for me, and I fell in love with it right away when I held it in my hand.

You gotta love a bag designed by Marc Jacobs! It's definitely one of the must-have items in the LV Monogram Canvas line.

Manhattan PM

I especially like the two outer gusseted pockets with flaps and the golden brass press lock. It's no secret that I love my bags with lots of pockets.

It's a hand held bag, so one might be afraid of leaving finger marks on the leather handles. Best way to avoid this is to give the bag a tan first (not directly under sunlight though) so that the pale beige leather turns into that gorgeous honey colour we normally see.

The Manhattan PM measures 11" L x 8.3" H x 5.5" W, a tad smaller than the Manhattan GM (15" L x 10.2" H x 5.5" W). I love the Manhattan GM for its functional storage spaces for phone, wallet, accessories, and documents, but I'd think the PM is more suitable for my petite frame.

Oh well, if I had extra cash later, I can always get both of them huh? Haha.

Manhattan GM

Kitty Kitty Kitty

My parents bought a new kitten yesterday.

He's a male baby Persian kitty who's only 6 weeks old. He's got blue eyes, pinkish ears and the most adorable doll face.

I'm usually not much of a cat person. Both Bee and I prefer dogs.

But the moment I laid eyes on this cute little furry thing, I cound't help but fell in love.

When I went to the pet shop to pick him up with my mum, he looked just like a little cotton ball with his soft white coat and a greyish patch on his head. He's so tiny that I could hold him in one palm, that's how small he is.

My parents have another female Persian cat who's 10 months now. My dad originally bought the new kitten to keep her company, but they're not getting along very well.

Maybe it's a territory thing, the older kitty doesn't seem to like the new kitten very much. She scratches him whenever he comes near her! But she's always been a bad tempered gal like that. So right now we're keeping them apart, at least until the kitten is big enough to defend himself or till they learn to get along.

In order to protect the privacy of my blog from my family, I can't post the actual pictures of the kitties. But newbie looks exactly like these kittens in the pictures, the blue eyes and all.

He's quite a lazy kitten so far. All he does is eat and sleep. He doesn't even like to move around much.

But he likes to be stroked gently, especially on his head. He falls asleep in my arms whenever I do that. How cute is that huh?

Happy Feet

Is a super cute movie about a penguin who tap dances. It's to be launched soon, Bee and I have been looking forward to it ever since we saw the trailer.

But this is not about the movie or penguins. This is about shoes to make my feet happy.

I scored a few good bargains during Mega Sale last month. Given that I normally suck at bargain hunting, I think I did a fairly good job.

Firstly, I bought two pairs of Nine West at 50% off. I had to make a trip down to their outlet in Avenue K on a rainy day just to pick them up because it was the only outlet that still has my size.

I'm never a fan of platforms and wedges, but I think the trend is growing on me a little after seeing them in almost every fashion magazine. So I had fallen, I bought my first pair of platforms in many many years.

They have dark brown leather straps and chunky heels. I love the casual look and the details on them, especially the fabric patterned sole. These should go very well with cropped pants or pretty summer dresses.

For anyone who's considering buying platforms, the key is to get those with thick (in width) straps. That's the look of the season and personally, thin straps on platforms just look a little too tacky.

So get those with thick leather straps and studded details for a relaxed punk look. They can be easily dressed up or down.

While I was waiting for the sales girl to find these platforms in my size, a pair of bronze Nuncio pointy pumps on the shelf caught my eyes.

They were the last pair left and a little too big for me, but I just had to get it. All I have to do is to insert those insoles for a better fit. I actually had a very similar pair of bronze heels which I absolutely loved and wore them everywhere until they died on me.

I love the smooth leather upper and simple pointy toe design. The Nuncio pumps also come with lightly padded footbed, non-skid sole, and 2.5" of tapered heel. I should be able to wear them to work even when I have to be on my feet all day.

This gorgeous pump is a wardrobe staple and is sure to carry you from the office straight to happy hour! Nine West still carries Nuncio in different colours, so you should be able to locate them easily.

Another happy buy - Martinez Valero slingbacks at nearly 80% off!

These were the last pair too and they fit me perfectly! The original price tag was RM500, but I got them for RM150. What a bargain!

They have beautiful pacific blue silk upper and leather sole. The 3 1/2 inches heels are a little difficult to walk in, but the colour is absolutely gorgeous!

These are perfect when you feel like dressing up for a night out, or even when you're just stepping out for afternoon tea in your jeans and tees.

And I bought two pairs of polka dots pointy pumps from Metrojaya at 50% off the second pair. Didn't take any pictures of them so I can't post them up.

The polka dots pointy pumps come with fabric upper and therefore they get dirty very easily. I got them in yellow and pink. On a rainy day, I stepped into a puddle when I was wearing the yellow ones and they got wet completely! But they were dirt cheap, so I couldn't care less.

Isn't shopping extra fun when you find bargains like these? :)

One Year Old

This blog is.

I'm hoping that it symbolises a fresh start for better things. Boy, do I need it!

Here's to many many more years to come.

Hip hip, hurray! Hip hip, hurray! Hip hip, hurray!

Happy birthday, my Bloomingdale.

Another Monday

I was supposed to start studying today.

I didn't. The procrastinator in me.

I feel so incompetent that I'm afraid of going back to work. I've been away for way too long, I feel like a stranger to the industry now.

I REALLY should start studying. If only I knew how to nail that into my head.

I miss Melbourne. I miss the shopping, the lifestyle, the working environment, the friends I have there, Italian food in Lygon Street, big breakfast in St. Kilda, and just about everything else.

I miss the life I used to have. I just function better there.

But I'm gonna miss my loved ones in Malaysia. My parents, my brothers, and my Bee. I love them so much and I hate to leave them. Oh I'm missing them already!

Why can't I have both at the same time? Why do I have to choose?

I guess I'll never understand.

Silent Reverie

Angel
Sarah McLachlan

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here

Letting Go

Is probably the hardest lesson to learn in life. Even more so for me.

My pastor's wife used to tell me, life is just that extra bit harder for people like us. By us, she meant herself and me.

Sentimental people like us feel too much emotions, sometimes too-unncessarily-much. That's why it's so much harder for us to leave a place, a person, or even a thing.

We just can't let go.

She said she used to cry every year when students in our church graduate and leave. It might not make much sense to a lot of people, but I completely understand how she was feeling.

People like us form a bond, too easily, with everything and everyone that comes into our lives. We get too emotionally attached, too easily, with places, people and things. And then we find it too difficult to let go.

Everything/everyone/everywhere leaves a mark on us, and it's often too hard to be erased.

7 months ago, I blogged about me finding it hard to leave Melbourne, to leave my things behind, and to come back to my home country.

Now, I'm finding it equally hard, if not harder, to leave Malaysia and to go back to Melbourne.

I'm so so afraid of getting emotionally attached to people, to love and to let them get close. People like Bee, whom I've grown to love with all my heart.

When you choose to love someone, you're giving them the power to hurt you. I feel extremely vulnerable when I realise that I can no longer imagine a life without him in it.

I envy those people who are stronger and tougher in life. I envy those people who don't feel as much in life. I envy how people can just get up and leave without heavy feelings. I envy people who understands that things/people in life comes and goes. I envy people who handle changes better than I ever can.

I used to think that maybe it's a phase that I will someday outgrow. I now think that it's never gonna get any easier for me. That's just who I am, and I have to live with that.

My pastor's wife also said that we should see it as a gift to be thankful for. God gave us the ability to feel. He gave us empathy, so we can feel for others too.

I am thankful. But the emotions just gets a little too overwhelming at times.

That's one of the reasons why I'm afraid of working in a hospital. It's a place with too much sadness, suffering, pain and separations. And I can't be in the middle of it and not be affected.

When I was young, there was this old lady who used to sell those cheap 20 cents ice-cream cone outside my primary school. She was plump, very dark, and had so much wrinkles. She reminded me of my grandma.

I always felt like crying when I saw her, because she was so old yet she had to sit under the scorching sun and sell ice-cream to kids who just finished school. Where were her own kids? Why didn't they look after her?

I started buying ice-cream from her almost everyday, but only after my car had arrived. I'd shove a dollar bill into her hand, pretended that I had to rush to go into the car and asked her to keep the change.

I never dared to look her in the eyes, I was afraid it would break my heart. Even at the age of 8 years old, I understood how heartaches feel like.

So many years had gone by, and I still remember her. I can't recall how exactly did she look like, but I remember her. She left a print on me too, though we have never spoken.

As we grow, we realised that our parents will get old too. They used to be so strong and big, our hands looked so small compared to theirs.

And then one day, we suddenly realised that they're shorter than all the kids now, and they look so frail. They're old now. Time has left its mark on them.

I'm afraid of the day that I have to let go of them. I'm afraid of saying goodbyes.

Letting go, is just never easy for me.

Down

I meant to blog. But first streamyx was down for days, then my brother's computer broke down. -_-

I decided sometime this week that I am to return to Melbourne in a few weeks time, and the decision immediately took its effects on me.

Something is very wrong when I wake up at 6 o'clock in the morning everyday for no apparent reason. And I don't sleep as well at nights.

I don't have much appetite these days. I just remember that I only ate one meal today, and that's not a very normal thing when you're living at home.

I stare into blankness for hours without myself realising it. I feel like crying for no reasons at all. I no longer know how to make pleasant conversation with people. My stomach feels acidic and there are bad butterflies in it all day long.

I've been through depression and I could smell it from a mile away.

You make the best outta the situation, they say. But I don't know which corner to turn.

I'm cornered.

What goes up must come down. What about those that had gone down, do they ever come up?

My Bloomingdale

From Monkey Business to Bubble Bath to Bloomingdale, this blog has a new face again.

I picked Bloomingdale because I like how it sounds lively and hopeful. Wouldn't it be nice if there's a place with no sorrows and sadness, and the flowers are blooming all year round?

(On those days when things are bad and the future seems bleak, I can always call it my Gloomingdale huh? Haha.)

This blog has always been a very private space of mine. None of my friends or anyone in my family knows about it.

It's my little secret garden, which I share with my Bee and my Bee alone. It's like the tree house that we both wanted so badly when we were little kids, a place we can go to get away from everyone else and just be ourselves.

I've also decided that I'm too old to be Princess Poo Poo. I still love my prince charming and my tiaras, I just don't feel as princess-y these days.

Lots had happened over the past few months and in more than one way, it changed the way I see life. Perhaps it popped the lovely bubble I was living in and brought me into the real world. Or maybe I just suddenly realised that it's getting a little inappropriate prancing around in my pink tutu dress.

So I guess it's enough for me to just be one person's princess in our bee-dom. With everyone else, it's MisSmall for now (until I officially become Mrs. T, that is. *Winks*).

Why MisSmall? Well, because I'm small and I love malls? Haha.

There was a period of time when I was in KL that Bee and I argued almost everyday. One night, I came home after having supper with Bridget and found that he drew me this new flower.

Yes he can be sweet like that. When he wants to be. Haha.

I later put the flower on the button for my wish list, so that he knows what to do next time he's sorry. *Hints* :P

I've been feeling rather depressed lately. There are too many uncertainties in my life at the moment and it's making me feeling extremely insecure.

I hate the feeling that I have no control over my life and I don't have a clear direction where I'm heading. In someone else's words, I had fallen into an emotional hole so deep that only a fireman without a collarbone could rescue me.

But tonight, my dear boy made me smile.

After our daily phone call this evening, he suddenly sent me a sms out of nowhere, telling me that he ran out of towels so he was going to use the towel I left behind. Since that towel hasn't been washed yet, he was hoping that he's gonna smell like me afterwards.

It was completely trivial and insignificant, but it brightened my mood like a magic wand.

Bee, I may not be strong enough for a lot of things in life and I break down every so often, but your love is holding me together. Like you've said, things won't turn around completely when we wake up tomorrow morning and all our problems won't magically disappear overnight, but I'm still thankful that we love each other.

I want to believe that there will be light at the end of the tunnel. I want to believe in us.

I'm sorry. I love you too.

Not Yet

Yes, I'm back from Cat City earlier than expected.

Mum's CT scan came out normal, which is a huge HUGE relief for all of us.

It's a terrifying feeling waiting for the result, I always feel that we're so close to losing her every single time. I can only imagine how scary it would be for her to have to go through this, it's like waiting for a death sentence that might hit anytime.

My heart aches so badly for her, even more so when I see her trying to act strong and tough for us.

We're still waiting for her blood test result though. The hospital sent her blood sample to KL to test for tumour marker. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will come back normal too.

I need more time. I'm not ready to lose her yet.

Edit: Mum's blood test result came back to be normal too. Thank you, Lord!

Spring

It's spring in Melbourne already.

Spring doesn't necessary mean that the weather is getting warmer already, but at least it's that time of the year when we can start looking forward to warmer days.

I wrote the previous entry on the first day of Spring, a day I've always liked. It's the one day that always makes me feel hopeful, because it's a fresh start and we can look forward to brighter things.

I'm flying off to Cat City in the morning with mum for her second check up since her surgery. We have to stay a few days this time to wait for the result. If there's any indication of cancer cells, she might have to undergo chemotherapy.

It's emotionally draining to have to wait for a verdict fearfully every few months.

This is a very random post. My mind is clouded by too many things. Life hasn't exactly been easy on me for the past few months.

I suddenly start missing my uni days in Apple Isle. The fresh air and those cool crispy mornings, everything was so simple then.

But that's the thing about life, you can't just reboot and restore the date back to the time when everything was perfectly fine.

All we can do is to keep on walking and hope that better things are waiting around the corner.

A Hundred Things I Love About You

Once upon a time, when my Bee was still a sweet romantic *hints hints*, he made me this little booklet. He took the effort to cut little squares outta colour papers and compile them into "A Hundred Reasons Why I Love You". On each page, he wrote a reason that makes him love me more everyday.

It was one of the sweetest gestures anyone has ever done for me.

This is the 100th post of my/our blog, and I'm dedicating it to the man who still makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the whole world.

Here are 100 things I love about you, babee.

1. I love that you love me.

2. I love knowing that I can be myself with you.

3. I love how we met and fell in love.

4. I love the little sweet things you do.

5. I love the way you smell.

6. I love that you still open car doors for me.

7. I love laughing with you about our silly jokes.

8. I love that you are a geek and I'm technology incompatible.

9. I love how you always reach for my hand when you drive.

10. I love how good looking you are.

11. I love how we always happen to think about the same thing at the same time.

12. I love that you always make sure you walk on the outer side of the road.

13. I love the muscles on your arms.

14. I love that you are a perfect gentleman.

15. I love it when you shower me with kisses and hugs.

16. I love you piggybacking me.

17. I love your manners.

18. I love that you never remember our monthiversaries but always feel bad when reminded.

19. I love how your kisses make me weak in the knees.

20. I love that you love my baby talk, which you had absolutely hated all your life.

21. I love humo.

22. I love that you actually sat in the toilet of our room at Hilton for the whole night when you thought it was over between us.

23. I love the way you looked at me when you asked me for a chance to love me even if I had to be with someone else.

24. I love kissing you.

25. I love cuddling with you.

26. I love enjoying food with you.

27. I love how cute you look when you wake up in the morning.

28. I love to hear you say I-love-you's.

29. I love to tell you that I love you.

30. I love how you always support my decisions and choices in life.

31. I love how you have such patience with me.

32. I love knowing that I can talk to you about anything and everything.

33. I love you calling me all kinds of sweet/weird nicknames.

34. I love that you love me calling you sweet/weird nicknames.

35. I love the little boy in you who loves toys and games.

36. I love the man in you who wants to look after me.

37. I love that you call me everyday when we are apart.

38. I love how we can still just talk for hours.

39. I love that you are always so understanding.

40. I love that you never seem to get mad with me.

41. I love falling asleep in your arms.

42. I love waking up next to you.

43. I love how we wrestle to tickle each other.

44. I love that you're a man of few words.

45. I love how comfortable we are around each other.

46. I love how you think I am perfect in your eyes.

47. I love how you try to save a copy of everything I've ever written to you.

48. I love our similarities.

49. I love our differences.

50. I love watching movies with you.

51. I love how smart you are.

52. I love knowing that you love me for being smart.

53. I love how we shower together like we've been doing it forever.

54. I love that you always want to pay for me.

55. I love your eyes.

56. I love the way you smile.

57. I love that you love my mum.

58. I love doing little things for you, like cutting your nails, digging your ears, putting toothpaste on your toothbrush, etc. etc..

59. I love knowing that you will always be there for me.

60. I love how we both like to make up our own new words.

61. I love your compliments.

62. I love going shopping with you.

63. I love how much you trust me.

64. I love it when you send me flowers.

65. I love how you listen to everything I have to say.

66. I love your wavy hair.

67. I love to flatten your rice before you eat it.

68. I love playing tricks on you.

69. I love how you tolerate my double standards.

70. I love that you let me mock you endlessly.

71. I love how you love everything I successfully make in the kitchen.

72. I love singing "Leaving on A Jet Plane" with you.

73. I love sitting on your laps when you are using the computer.

74. I love that you always let me hang up first before you put down the phone.

75. I love the way you smell my hair.

76. I love your sweet talk.

77. I love to watch you eat.

78. I love how we can discuss about things in life.

79. I love that my family loves you too.

80. I love that you now like anything associated with monkeys simply because they remind you of me.

81. I love how you went to get those beads that spell our names and carry it around with your keys.

82. I love your stinky breath in the morning.

83. I love how you nag me to eat healthily.

84. I love how you would entertain my do-you-love-me questions everyday.

85. I love how you tease me.

86. I love how cute you sound when you try to speak Mandarin.

87. I love it when you feed me.

88. I love how much you appreciate me.

89. I love that you are careful and I'm careless.

90. I love how I fit perfectly into the "slot" on you when we hug.

91. I love how we share each other's secrets.

92. I love your sincerity and honesty.

93. I love how it makes me smile whenever I think of you.

94. I love it when you carry things for me.

95. I love that you hold my hands wherever we go.

96. I love how you leave most decisions to me.

97. I love that you acknowledge the importance of open communication in a relationship.

98. I love it when you promised me that you will always take my side no matter what happens.

99. I love that we have great chemistry in almost everything.

100. I love that we are best friends.

Bee, I know that we've been having kind of a rough patch lately and neither of us is exactly at our happiest place in life at the moment, but I also know that we are stronger than this.

No matter how bad things get, you've always been the one reason that I am thankful for my life everyday and I wouldn't wanna trade places with anyone. I hope I am the same to you.

I love you, whole-heartedly.