…while beginning a new chapter.

just like most people, the beginning of a new year is always a good time for me to review happenings of yesteryear - the highlights, events or memorable moments.

in 2007:

• met one of my favourite bloggers, kenny sia, and kicked the men’s asses at risk - together with nadnut.
• arrival of my new nephew, shijie (potential heartthrob-in-the-making alert).
• not one, but two, of my cousins got hitched.
• caught long-anticipated musical, phantom of the opera, with mr g.
• met jolin tsai at a media conference i was organizing.
• decided upon and made a career-related change.
• experienced my first kelong stay.
• threw caution and fear to the wind… and achieved a few other “firsts” (that you don’t need to know, of course!).
• one of my closest friend / senior got hitched too (yay!) - this will warrant a totally separate post by itself later.
• caught another long-anticipated ballet, swan lake again - this time by a different ballet company.

it was through these experiences (and, of course, many others) that i’ve grew to understand myself a little better and gained further insight on people around me. good or bad, i’m thankful that i’ve survived 2007.

looking towards the future - 2008:

• to make further advancement in career.
• to spend more time with family and friends.
• to try to keep my new year resolutions (yes, i’ve made a few!).
• to blog more regularly (i realized that there might have been less than 40 posts in total for 2007, my gosh!).

yes, missyling.wordpress.com is coming alive again after hibernating for….goodness knows how long it has been.

seeya.

yes, i did it again.

i felt like writing today… but when i finally reached home at a god-awful time for a monday night, that desire has more than waned. nonetheless, i still wanted to do something to my blog. anything.

so i did the next best thing.

i changed the layout. again.

will be back very soon… once i get the ‘feel’. heh.

A long overdue adios

i know i haven’t been updating for some time now…as i’ve been trying to cope with some changes in my life.

within the last two months, i’ve made a pretty major decision regarding an aspect of my life. subsequently, with that decision, i had to cope with a different set of challenges, a new environment and unfamiliar faces. i’ve never been one that’s good at coping with changes, hence, this snapped up a major portion of my energy…

it wasn’t easy to make that decision… and it definitely hasn’t been a bed of roses trying to ease myself within a new habitat but nobody ever said that change was easy.

although the road is still fraught with challenges, i do not regret my decision. life’s too short for that, ain’t it?

the initial start to coping with any changes is often extremely difficult and so it has been - for me as well. on one of those days, i received a short message from a friend.

the message read:

smooth roads never make good drivers

smooth seas never make good sailors

clear skies never make good pilots

a problem free life never makes a strong person

so be strong enough to accept the challenges in life.

don’t ask life, “why me?”

instead say, “try me.”

maybe it was the circumstances surrounding me…i found that message particularly encouraging and i hope that, by sharing it with you, you might find some meaning in it as well.

on a lighter note, i’ve finally bought my own camera (cammie, it shall be henceforth be called)!! it’s a pretty hot pink z5…and i absolutely, absolutely love it, especially the colour! (ya ya, call me bimbotic.)

now you can expect…alot more cam whoring!

once i’ve downloaded all my pictures from my cammie to my computer, that is. and i promise, it won’t be long! heh.

for no want of a better saturday…

after spending the early half of my saturday recuperating from friday’s activities, i was fully prepared to stay at home and snuggle up with my computer and idiot box. however, things were not meant to be and plans made were to be changed!

instead of nuaing (generally means doing nothing at all), i met up with gracey and km for dinner and a movie. we had wanted to watch this movie.

despite 8days giving it only 2.5 stars (and giving The Hils Have Eyes 3 stars),i think it was wayyyyy better than what they credit it for. or maybe the reviews at 8days just aint suckers for dance-themed movies like me.

Antonio Banderas was hot, hot, hot! he has this electrifying and intense look that makes you think he can see right through you. ooooooooooooh. sexy. besides this sexy devil, the sensual dance moves also kept the movie heated throughout. dancing, i like!

the movie activated my itchy feet to go dancing again and coupled with 2 groups of friends that jio-ed me down to dbl o and o bar respectively, i succumbed to the temptation and went forth to mhd sultan.

12.30am - reaching the club, the quene for dbl o was soooo freaking long (retro night what…hahaha), i decided to hit o bar for some RnB grooves first before going up to dbl o later. Oh, before i forgot, i met alyvn and friends (yen and dave, i think) there too.

1.30am - time to head up to dbl o for some retro fun! all was lost once i hit the dance floor with my long-time dbl o kakis. the night was spent dancing away to awesome retro tracks until the lights came on.

4.30am - with alcohol pumping through our veins, we were not yet ready to go home and so, we did what anyone else would do which is to go for supper! i was so exhausted i barely touched my prata while dear brother mr. m and jr were talking away. ready to admit defeat to the Z monster, we finally crawled home at 5am.

my habit to bathe after i reach home is really not helping and it is also the reason why i am blogging at such weird hours. my hair is wet, my mind has shutdown, but i still can’t sleep because i am so fucking refreshed after the shower.

what the hell.

but yay, i like the movie! what a good saturday!

was it a good friday?

despite sleeping at an ungodly hour of 4am yesterday, i managed to drag myself out of bed at 8.30am this morning (gracey had to give me a morning call, of course! thanks dear!) to meet km, nad, jaschoc and gracey for breakfast at east coast park. yea, you’ve heard right. to have a macdonalds breakfast, i had to go down all the way to the east. i guess it wasn’t the breakfast, it was the company that made my effort worthwhile.

after a sinful breakfast of macdonald’s breakfast, km and nad embarked on the mission of orientating gracey on how to blade. i had wanted to try my hand (or legs, in this case?) at it too but after my “flight” which results in numerous injuries, i decided to push my coming-out to a later date. while the trio was off blading, jaschoc and i decided to chill and read while waiting for them. other than the magazine, i didn’t managed to read my book at all! i was busy being stonic and people/dog-watching.

after ecp, we headed to km’s house for a bout of mahjong! the deathmatch involved gracey, me, jas and km. nad was busy being my first-aider, helping me to rub my bruises. thank you sweetie! after playing one round, i won a grand total of…………………….$1.80.

haha! luck’s lousy.

after relieving our itchy hands, me and gracey headed down to meet some of her friends for our after-dark activity. needless to say, we went to eat, drink, sing and make merry!

i actually have some thoughts that i had wanted to put into words, but somehow, words does not come easily at this time at night. i need to put my thoughts in order.

it was a good friday, in my humble opinion.

it’s thursday again…

which means it’s most probably wala night.

i just reached home from a more-crowded-than-usual wala night. you should have seen the Q man. it was ridiculous.

anyway, i’m so fucking tired now i’m actually yawning continously as i type this and i’ve got to wake up at 830am tomorrow for breakfast at ecp. i can’t believe it.

zzzzz…..

while i was bathing, i recollected some silly things i did in the past, especially one stupid act in particular. i guess it was triggered by seeing him today. it just came out of the blue.

seriously, what was it that possessed me to do such things? i can’t begin to fanthom it. i must have been one hell of an idiot in the past.

i want my bed.

of the green room party

i had been invited to the heineken green room party by one of my friends. it was held at the helipad at harbourfront and frankly, i thought it fell short of my expectations. the setup was not very impressive and the atmosphere was just not energizing enough. but that being that, the crowd was pretty good though.

i didn’t stay long as i had to join my friends at a club, so i didn’t get to hear gang starr spin….!!!

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at the club

i hit the club at twelve plus and went for the bar straight. what was clubbing without alcohol? besides the group i was with, i met lps with her friends too.

both of us were getting drinks at bar when another familiar face appeared right behind us. guess who??

it was uncle wong! hahahaha.. he was here with his friends as well, which was a surprise as i thought he was going to be at zouk. with uncle wong around, it was booze and five-ten again… scary! *lol*

the whole night was spent going around to different groups of friends catching up and didn’t really dance alot..maybe just for an hour. but frankly speaking, i was so tired that dancing seemed to be abit of a chore!

i’m getting old! *wailssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss*