FRIENDSHIP

A lot was going through my mind these few days, mainly about friendship. Received a message from "The Count to 1,000,000,000 Believer's Worldwide" on facebook.

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.

When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.

About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.

He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.'

The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.'

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.

On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?'

There was silence.

Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.'

But the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?'

Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the Real Bids!'

But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the son?'

Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting..' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.

'We have $10, who will bid $20?'

'Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.'

The crowd was becoming angry.. They didn't want the picture of the son.

They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.

The auctioneer pounded the gavel. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!'

A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!'

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over.'

'What about the paintings?'

'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.

The man who took the son gets everything!'

God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: 'The son, the son, who'll take the son?'

Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything.

FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE

Start questioning yourself. What kind of friend are you exactly?

signing off~DE XIN

BoA - Eat You Up

Is she good or what?! MY GAWSH I really wish I can dance like her one day hey. Not forgetting Beyonce as well.

I have to admit I've underestimated BoA.

signing off~DE XIN

I can't find home ground. Can't find a place I fit in. Not here. Not in Perth.

Everywhere I go I just somehow feel so out of place. Is it me? Or have I just not found the right place to fit in? Even after 3.5 years?

2 months back into Perth, every breath I take, every second that ticks, is a struggle and almost like a living hell. They say 4 months will pass fast, I beg to differ.

Shopping and high-tea-ing with the mother, going out to find good food with the father, spending time with Grandma at her place, cooking with uncle, watching movies with Sherry, Thursdays with Elena and Nelson, spending time with the CMC and Y2K people and hanging out with Nancy.

I can go on. But it will just never end. I'm gasping for air here. And I don't quite like this feeling.

If only ending one's life wasn't a sin.

EASTER LONG WEEKEND WITH LOVE

Hmmm. Just watched Knocked Up. A little dodgy.....but it was still. so. hilarious. And sweet, at the end. Haha. Who doesn't like sweet endings, right?

Well anyways, the mother was here over the long weekend. She touched down on Friday morning (and I didn't sleep, fearing I would oversleep and not pick her up) and I had to rush off for dance practice right after I dropped her back at our apartment.

And for the very first time ever, I fell asleep during dance practice. REALLY. We were dancing in groups because of space constraints and while I was waiting for my group's turn, I dozed off until Gen went "right, De Xin?" And I just subconsciously went "mmm, ya.." until I jumped and realised they were correcting the dance. Not to mentioned I dozed off for split seconds while driving to and from dance practice. Hur.

Faith hitched a ride back with me because she was meeting Allison. Had a good catch up with Mummy and then she went off to meet Allison while Mummy and I headed down to Tiamo for lunch.Mummy had risotto! It was REALLY GOOD. I'm ordering that the next time I go back there.

I had the chicken pasta. Can't even remember the name already. That extra cheese on top was from Mummy's risotto HAHA.

She was test-trying the camera and then *FLASH* blinding.

Mummy ordered tea. I had this chocolate fudge cake. Mummy had a pot of rose tea. Absolutely lovely.

That was...not fresh. And the ganache was so rich AND SWEET it totally killed my chocolate craving until I go back to Max Brenner's again in Sydney.

Saturday morning. Dragged myself out of bed early so that I could bring Mummy to Blue Duck for breakfast =). My first time there too!

Mummy's cappucino.

My long macchiatto topped up.

DON'T YOU JUST LOVE THE HEART. The coffee was really good. Thick, strong, smooth and fragrant. Best drink to perk me up in the morning.

Mummy had two poached eggs on toast. She loved it! I don't know how they tasted because I don't like poached eggs so i refused to try them HAHA.

My scrambled eggs and bacon on toast. The scrambled eggs were SO SMOOTH LIKE OMGAWSH and the toast were really really good. Home made toast =).

Aaah breakfast by the beach. Nice huh. =D

After breakfast, I headed down to Curtin for rehearsals. Was SO dead (no sleep on Thursday night and only about 4 hours sleep on Friday night) I had to drink two bottles of coke.

After rehearsal, I drove down to Garden City to meet Mummy. She had arranged a meet up with her distant cousin, whose daughter opened a pharmacy at Broadway Fair, which is only 5 minutes walk from my place, and son is going to study in Canning College.

Didn't have anything to drink or eat while we were all seated at Dome because I was kinda craving for Michel's Patisserie.
Which was kind of disappointing because the black cherry cheesecake I had was so terribly sweet that I couldn't even taste the cheese in the cake and I had to eat the cherry layer separately so that I could totally enjoy the cheesecake.

And the coffee was burnt. They usually have really great coffee and cakes. Mumy and I suspect it was 'cos of the long weekend.

Performance was the next day. Where I woke up with back so sore it made me really nauseous. Popped 2 nurofens when I reached Curtin. Will blog about Easter Sunday again when I've collected all the photos and hopefully videos! =)

signing off~DE XIN

PHISH?

HAHA seriously. Garfield, Garfield. Aaah. My entertainment everyday.

Sorry peeps, I know I havent' been updating regularly. Well, you see, my new Panasonic compact camera is spoilt *mumble grumble* and I've been having dance practices at least once every two nights and most of the time its Saturday, Sunday AND Monday.

So yeah. Please spare me some thought and forgive me for the lack of updates. I promise more updates once Easter Sunday's over. Mummy's for the weekend =) really glad to have her back again. Although. Well. She's been quite a nag HAHA but it's all good. I enjoy it....but thats for short term HAH.

Till then!

signing off~DE XIN

AHAHAHAHA

Garfield is SO SPASTIC. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

signing off~DE XIN

LET ME THINK ABOUT IT

I thought this was a really powerful dance but GARGH the music to this dance was not allowed on this video due to copyright issues (all these copyright issues are really getting on my nerves).

This dance was originally danced to "Let Me Think About It" by Ida Corr Vs Fedde Le Grand. PLAY that music, have that music in mind, MUTE the video, and watch it. You'll know why.

That dance has left the greatest impression in my mind so far. Group dance I mean.

signing off~DE XIN

GET UP, GO AGAIN

Was just watching So You Think You Can Dance [Australia] Season 2 Episode 7 and I saw how a dancer injured himself while doing a very risky move with his partner. His dance had to be altered as a result but he and his partner still performed the dance so absolutely well. At the end of it, one of the judges (Bonnie, I think??) mentioned, "This is what dance is all about. Dancers get injuries. They get up. They go again."

The moment I heard that, I thought to myself, "Geez, how true, hey."

A little more than 6 months ago, while trying to put together steps with a few other dancers/friends for the dance performance for Search For A Star '09, I jumped and landed the very, VERY, wrong way. Ankle literally went 90 degrees and it wasn't the first time my ankle went that way. It had happened to me before once when I was in high school. That, however, was not anywhere near the pain I experienced last year.

The pain was SO excruciating I couldn't get my head together to know how to respond to what happened. All I did was just sit on the ground for a good 5 minutes or so (maybe even longer), with my friends frantically coming all over me, asking if I was ok. A physiotherapist friend had to use a wrap on my ankle and I couldn't dance anymore that day. For the next few days I was limping everywhere I went and it was the WORST sprain I had ever have in my whole entire history of dancing AND spraining.

I visited a pharmacist who told me it would be ideal for me to be on crutches and not dance for a few weeks but Search For A Star '09 was only around the corner. I went against her advices and took nurofen as often as I could and danced my way through. No doubt, my performance was affected but I still wanted to dance 'cos that was all that I can ever do AND enjoy.

A fear was still in me for the next few months as my ankle never really healed. I couldn't put much pressure on it, fearing I might feel the pain OR lose my balance. The pain/injury lasted all the way till my trip to Shanghai with Nancy. When I got back to Singapore I decided I had to do something about it. I had my ankle scanned and visited a few specialists (bone specialist, sports specialist, physiotherapist).

Oh by the way, the x-ray showed a small chip in a minor bone in my ankle.

The specialists and physiotherapist were all very optimistic and supportive of my dreams as a dancer. They said they've seen LOADS of sportsmen with the exact same injury and still going strong in whatever they aspire to do. They also assured me that I wouldn't have any problems with that either.

If you ask me what if I could never dance again, I can tell you, it's almost like the end of the world for me. It's not a secret now that my academics aren't going very smooth (even up till now when it's my last semester unofficially and I've tried so hard but I still feel like I'm lagging behind).

I guess I can only thank God for all that He's blessed me with. The strength to dance despite such an injury and the offer into LASALLE. I could never ask for anything better. He knows what's best for me and He gives me strength in my weakness. See? Such a cliche "He gives us strength in our weakness" can be put into this context!

Dance IS really all that I think of. There are many times where I face problems in life and I almost always can never find the strength to over come them if not for God. Dance, however, gives me the strength in everything. Not saying I depend on myself in dance but God planted that talent in me and I do not want to put it to waste. Not even for a minute.

Talking about strength, there was one point last year where I thought I just couldn't go on anymore. Uni, "friends", injury, life. I called home every night, crying into the phone, right at my parents. They didn't know what to do with me either because they felt so hurt that I was going through so much. But, unexpectedly, Daddy messaged me on MSN one morning telling me not to give up just because of little set backs, be brave and settle whatever problems I had. He reminded me of how I fell and injured myself during dance but still managed to perform on stage.

Daddy's encouragement has been so uplifting all these years. You can never imagine unless you feel it for yourself. He's always been the one behind the scenes supporting me all the way. Every performances I had, he made sure he was there at the back of the stage when I had a break or when I was done so that I could run to him and hug him and tell him how awesome it was.

God has really really blessed me with so much in dance I just can't find any better words to thank Him. So many opportunities, loving teachers who nurtured me, supportive parents who were there for me in every area of my dancing life. I just only have one choice.

Get up, and dance again.

signing off~DE XIN

Three Trees

Very recently, on Facebook (yesyes, it's Facebook AGAIN), I joined a group called "The Count to 1,000,000,000 Believer's Worldwide". Everyday they would send a message to all the members of the group with regards to The Word. But most of the time, due to my busy-ness AND laziness, I failed to open the messages to read. More often than not I actually deleted them.

Today, however, I decided to open it up and right there infront of me was a message with so much meaning and power I knew I had to share it. It was an interesting way of illustrating three very important passages of Jesus' life on Earth. Here goes:

Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said,

'Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty.'

Then the second tree said, 'Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull.'

Finally the third tree said, 'I want to grow to be the tallest and
straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the Hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me.'

After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, 'This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter, 'and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.

At the second tree the woodsman said, 'This looks like a strong tree. I should be able to sell it to the shipyard.' The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.

When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the Woodsmen said, 'I don't need anything special from my tree, I'll take this one,' and he cut it down.

When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for.

The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.

The third tree was cut into large pieces, and left alone in the dark.

The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.

Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.

Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and He stood and said 'Peace' and the Storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried theKing of Kings in its boat.

Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.

The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know thatGod has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, you are as close to Him as possible; and God will give you great gifts.

Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined.

We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.

Please keep this moving... pass it on, so God may inspire more people on the way.

May your day be blessed. And until we meet again, may God cradle you in the palm of His hand..


May you always have Love to Share,
Health to Spare, and Friends that Care!

I hope you had a good read =).

signing off~DE XIN

UPDATE!!!

Here are some updates on little baby Christine. Yesterday, my maternal aunts, uncles and cousins, including Daddy and Mummy, went to Grandma's place to celebrate her birthday. Mummy was damn smart. She took all the photos of Christine. No photos of Grandma. WA LAO!
Whoever took this photo, is FAIL. I know it's definitely not Daddy 'cos he's quite a good photographer as well.

*glugluglugluglug* According to Mummy, my cousin, Jojo, took away Christine's milk bottle because they thought Christine was done and Mummy wanted to burp her. Surprisingly, Christine got angry and snatched the bottle back. AHAHAHAHA.

Christine's like "neah, stop taking pictures of me already, I know I'm damn photogenic anyways."

She. Is. Just. So. ADORABLE! And Daddy's face is so red from wine AHAHAHA making Christine's fair skin a greater contrast.

And I just realised. Both my parents need a haircut badly.

Lately I've been spending quite a bit of time on dance AND GENEVIEVE (*coughandmarkcough*). On the 18th of this month, Gen and I went out for dinner after my tutorial in school.
Woodpecker's Woodfired Pizza it was! At Subiaco!

I'm still very amazed by the wine bottles decoration. And the paintings on the wall made no sense at all, by the way.

Gen and her hot-pink-ness. EVEN HER EAR RINGS WERE PINK VOODOO DOLLS. I don't know about her or you but I never really dare own any voodoo related stuffs.

Seafood pasta! Do not be deceived by what you see. THE PORTION WAS HUMONGOUS. And they gave us a lot of prawns and smoked salmon. Considering the fact that there were no scallops and crab meat (as promised in the menu), I guess that's why there were so much prawns and smoked salmon. Dammit, scallops and crab meat are more expensive! But then again, they're a pizza place. But then again they had seafood pizza. Aiyo I don't know la.

The pasta was good. Although tomato based, it wasn't sour at all! *surprise surprise* Haha. Pasta was al dente so yays! The rocket leaves on top were ubber fresh. I so loved it.

Mid-eastern pizza. I requested for no eggplants but there were still eggplants in it (just like how Gen requested for the parmesan cheese to be seperately served but they still added it into the pasta). But other than that, the crust was abosulte yum and the cheese was OH.MY.GAWSH. *two thumbs up*

*nomnomnomnomnomnomnom*

OMGAWSH OMGAWSH OMGAWSH THIS ICKY STICKY PUDDING! IS WHAT WILL BRING US BACK THERE AGAIN! IT WAS SOOOOOO GOOD!!!!!! *faints*

And YESTERDAY, we went to the beach at 10am (supposed to be 9.30 but hohoho me being the super NOT morning person, I was late as usual).
Champagne on the beach!

I think my red nails looked cool. HAHA! My hair is already blonde, dammit. Need the colour toner.

*wolf whistles*

Gen I seriously think you look totally gorgeous here.

OH by the way, you see those little white specs below Gen? THOSE ARE SAND. The wind that day was DAMN STRONG and all it ever did was blow sand on to us. Within 45 minutes my towel was half filled with sand and thanks to the wind+sand, my PANASONIC COMPACT CAMERA IS SPOILT! Argh. Please pray for my camera. Thankews.

Saw this really cute little girl. Although we had totally no idea why her parents made her wear such a pretty little fluffy dress at the beach. (Stupid seagull.)

I would be damn worried about the sand in my dress if I were her.

Wooooo model! Ahahaha.

That very day, I followed Gen's car around Murdoch area to her place, Mark's place and everywhere else. During the midst of that, I got pulled over by a police. HAHA. What happened was, I didn't know the way to Mark's place from her place so I was following her car. She turned right, cut 2 lanes left, and turned left. I didn't want to lose her so I followed tightly behind her, cutting infront of a big red car (but it wasn't dangerous at all!), a police car was behind the red car, saw what happened, and pulled me over.

Trying to get away without any penalties, I acted cute (to think of it NOW, I can't believe I did that), like I didn't know what happened, and they only gave me a warning! How great was it that both cops were guys. HAHA!

Did some grocery shopping and went to Zion Centre for dance practice at around 5. I was so dead tired.

Recently baked some cookies for the dancers. (Also baked brownies for cell but totally forgot to take pictures)
They're a bit under-baked but everyone kept saying they were damn good. Credits to Happy Home Baking for the wonderful recipe that was so simple it's almost unbelievable.

p.s. I still have some cookies left over!

signing off~DE XIN

WORST FRIEND EVER

How more selfish could she ever get?

She who broke the heart of a guy who was so much into her, willing to give up anything just to get his passport to visit her at where ever she is now. All because she so selfishly held on to her own dreams, thinking he won't be able to marry her young, having only her own aging parents in mind, or provide her at least a comfortable future based on her own dreams when all that guy probably ever thought was to just give her as much love as he could.

She who left one whole bunch of peoople without a word just because of a main group friends who disappointed and hurt her for over 2 years. Did she even think about those who really care? Or those who had not even have not chance to get to know her better?

She who walked out on dance practice just because she nearly got knocked in the face 4 times due to space constraint, got upset just because gossip that got to her ex cell leader and because no one listened to her when she was trying to help some people get the dance move right. Could she have perfected her moves while she was out? Did she realise how some of her friends were so worried for her?

She who can only go home and rant at a poor friend of hers for DAYS and didn't even bother to think how his days were.

I can't even think how worse she can get. Don't make friends with the author of this blog. This is the best warning she can ever give.

signing off~DE XIN

WHEN YOU CAN'T SLEEP

What kind of personality do you have/ What is your best quality? Your Result: Cool/Popular You are part of the "incrowd." You might not know it, but you like attention, and love rumors and gossip. You want people trying to be your friend. And you want to be the first to know anything, and *everything*. Though your best quality could be many things, there is a good chance it is your looks! Not a bad thing! Actually, you can get by very easily with looks. Who says you have to work for your money?!
Fun/Outgoing/Adventurious
Smart
Sensitive
Funny
Laid-Back
Nice/Sweet
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Which Positive Quality Are You? Your Result: Friendship You are Friendship. Friends are those who can be counted upon in times of need. Friends are those who share in your joys and your sorrows. Friendship unites us with others beyond family and brings happiness and comfort to our lives. "Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies."
Faith
Peace
Love
Charity
Courage
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Your score on this personality test was 56%

Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out.

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What type of person do you attract? Your Result: You attract Yuppies! You attract the very well-dressed, job oriented type of people. They usually have their finances together, are 'middle of the road' on most topics, generally happy with the 'main-stream' of things. If it is stability you are after, these are good people to attract, if you seek adventure, it may be time for an overhaul.
You attract artsy people!
You attract geeks!
You attract models!
You attract rednecks!
You attract unstable people!
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Who are you in the school? Your Result: You are the person who is just there. You are not geeky or the popular person.You just kind of walk the halls.You dont get the highest grades or the lowest,and your not the prettiest in the school.You are very kind,except to the popular person in the school.
You are the popular person
You are the geek
You are the trouble maker.
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And your back is aching from stoning in your chair for too long.

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QUIZQUIZ

Your dating personality profile: Religious - Faith matters to you. It is the foundation that you build your life upon. You trust that God has a plan for you. Big-Hearted - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love. Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.

Your Top Ten Traits 1. Religious 2. Big-Hearted 3. Liberal 4. Practical 5. Adventurous 6. Outgoing 7. Intellectual 8. Traditional 9. Wealthy/Ambitious 10. Stylish

Your date match profile: Religious - You seek someone who is grounded in faith and who possesses religious values. You believe that a religious person can enhance your life. Practical - You are drawn to people who are sensible and smart. Flashy, materialistic people turn you off. You appreciate the simpler side of living. Conservative - Forget liberals, you need a conservative match. Political discussions interest you, and a conservative will offer the viewpoint you need.

Your Top Ten Match Traits 1. Religious 2. Practical 3. Conservative 4. Big-Hearted 5. Traditional 6. Adventurous 7. Intellectual 8. Athletic 9. Shy 10. Wealthy/Ambitious

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What element of the nature are you? Your Result: Rain The merciless requiem that cleanses the field; you are mainly an optimist and are very cheerful, but when you are serious, you can be scary. You are devoted to doing your favourite thing, and takes it as no joke.
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Storm
Mist
Cloud
Thunder
Sun
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And if you go to Lex's blog, you'll realise our results are almost 95% similar. LOL!

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THAT ASIDE

New hair colours. Credits to Gen for the style at the back. Hah.

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FINAL STRAW

Driving home in rage, driving at 100km/h at a 60km/h speed limit road, I got home full of tears.

As I unlocked the gates to my apartment, I missed the days where Mumy would jump out of the sofa and open the door for me, asking me how was dance practice.

I also miss the times Daddy would drag his feet to the gate in Singapore and open the door with a stupid face.

Sitting into my arm chair, I continued crying, thinking how it would've been so great to have Mummy behind me asking what had happened.

It's already my final semester, can't they make my final semester here a least bit better? Do they have to just disappoint me yet again?

I've made my decision. Not only can I NOT be bothered anymore, I'm opting out already. End all relations. End all association. Parden me, but it was a fucking embarrassment to be part of you guys for so long since the problems started to affect so many people, including me, unknowingly.

You've had your chances. You screwed each and every one of them. Don't ever say you want me back again.

signing off~DE XIN

BABY CHRISTINE

Reason why I'm still up so late is because I've exceeded my peak period limit (internet bandwidth) and I received pictures from Mummy and I HAD to download them because they were so absolutely beautiful pictures of my little baby cousin slash Godsister, Christine.I think she looks like me in certain ways!!!

And I think it was REALLY smart of her to realise it's a camera taking pictures of her just after 2 shots.

CHECK OUT HER EYELASHES MAN! NATURAL LENGTH + NATURAL CURL! OMGAWSH. *JEALOUS*

I think her eyebrows are arched really beautifully =) and check out that smile. How splendid!

Already knowing how to be sexaye!

*ahem*similar*ahem*

I was just counting the months and I realised I'll be home to celebrate her very first birthday. Just looking at the smile in the pictures really made me tear when I first saw them. Gah.

Mummy tried to camwhore with Baby Christine but hohoho she was too smart. She tried to GRAB the camera. My gawsh. And she's a real darling. Hardly ever cries. When she's tired she just stops playing suddenly and zzz. *hugs imaginary Christine tightly*

SO CAN'T WAIT TO GO BACK HOME AND SNAP GOOD PICTURES OF HER!!!!!

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WHERE MY HEART IS

When I only took one night to master the basics of waltz and learn absolutely new steps (to me) and had to perform the next day...I didn't look good. HAHA! Those were the practices' videos I got off Alvin. There were loads more but I thought these two were the best. Although it was just one night of remembering steps and just one more night of perfecting them, so much fun went on I couldn't help but miss those two nights.

I was glad this combination of dances didn't exactly require perfection. We had more fun trying to enjoy dancing. Not that we didn't enjoy when perfection was needed but this time there was less stress. The second video was my favourite of the 6 dances combined. Heehee.

I haven't got the pictures and videos of the actual day because, well, I was lazy as usual and didn't really take my camera out. Patiently waiting for them now...*taps fingers on table*...patiently. HAH.

I swear, my heart, has gone all out back to dance. I couldn't find any better place to feel more comfortable in. Especially when these dancers make me feel so myself and I can just be myself in front of them. Ok I just repeated myself.

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OMGAWSH

If you don't fall in love with this you're inhuman.

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OMGOSHOMGOSHOMGOSH

This is so pretty!!!!!!

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MUMMY

Reason why I haven't been blogging is 'cos the next post (which is this post) would mean I was leaving Singapore. You know me. I hate leaving home.=(

Mummy filling up the entrance into Australia form.

I kid you not. This IS the wing of the aircraft. It's a rather new aircraft, actually, their sits are so much more comfortable. Entertainment system no change, though.

Two cups of this, plus very comfy new seats, make a very good sleep which lasted 90% of the flight. I was trying real hard to stay awake for the movies but as you can tell, I failed.

Very next day (24/02/2009), Mummy and I made a trip down to the city because I had to renew my car registration, renew my driver's license, renew my car insurance and everything else that's under Mummy's name.

After everything was done, we stopped by Dome to have a good cuppa.
Mummy's hot chocolate.

My long macchiatto. XOXO!

Mummy's marshmallows for her hot chocolate flew over to my long macchiatto.

We shared a piece of strawberry shortcake 'cos we were crazily full from lunch. Oh shit. I forgot to load pictures of lunch.

I really love this picutre. It's like a leftover of someone who just had a break from life, reading newspapers, sipping from his/her cuppa. Nice.

On Thursday (26/02/2009), we went to Garden city after my one hour lecture in uni 'cos it's suburban late night shopping!
I reckon Michel's Pattiserie at Garden City has one of the freshest cakes ever. Mummy and I each had a set of coffee and cake. The cake was tiramisu cake. Sorry the picture ain't doing justice to the cake. It's really fresh and flavourful and not too sweet.

Shopped a bit. Mummy bought the stuff she needed to buy and before we knew it, it was time for dinner.
Beef black bean hor fun. The chinese stall at the food court. Mummy had beef char kway teow. The beef was awesomely tender. *two thumbs up*

Dinners at home had been really awesome. Take for example 01/03/2009.
Pumpkin rice. I've still got some in the freezer ^^.

And then 02/03/2009.
Shanghai rice sticks. I love rice sticks. Totally. Even the korean version makes me high.

On Tuesday (03/03/2009) I managed to send my car in at the servicing centre at 9am 'cos it got recalled. Car was only available for pick up at about 3-4pm so Mummy and I went to the city for some good breakfast. Or rather, lunch.

There was this new cafe in the city, formally a huge store of facial products (I also remember it was once a huge store of branded chocolates).
Coffee was tasteless.

Even though they got their cakes from the same place where Terrazza got their cakes (The Cake Factory, was it?), this carrot cake was shockingly a huge disappointment. The cake was so unfresh it was really hard and dry and it tasted stale.

My chicken avocado roll wasn't that great either. Bleh. DON'T GO THERE. Sucked big time. To think they charged their stuff so expensively.

Toilet break. I'll bring you to a tour at David Jone's 2nd storey toilets.
No joke! This is what you see once you enter, and then there's another door leading to a hand wash area, where there's also another door leading to the cubicles. Cool huh.

Later that evening Mummy cooked dinner again.
We came up with this dish together. Yumyum. I have some of these in my freezer to HAHA!

And then 04/03/2009.
Soya sauce pork. How much better can this get! This was totally awesome lar I'm gonna try making it myself one day!

Thursday. Garden City again. Because Mummy and I needed to go David Jones but we didn't want to go to the city because city didn't have late night shopping, only the suburbs had and Carousel has no David Jones so Garden City it was.
Michel's Patisserie again! Their coffee's awesome as well. But the one opposite, Amano Gelato, serves better coffee but their cakes ain't as nice.

Mummy took strawberry shortcake.

I took black forrest torte. In the end I preferred Mummy's while she preferred mine so we swapped after eating half of our owns. HAHA!

07/03/2009.
Siena's. The phone call to book was really. Hmmm. Let's just say it pissed me off and we'll leave it at there. I was glad the service at Siena's on the actual day itself was totally good. Really friendly waiter. REALLY friendly.

While waiting for food. Got bored. So snap snap. The key looks longer than it actually is haha! Wide angle does that.

Me thinks Siena's is like an enlarged version of Ciao Italia.

Mummy had pesto prawns. She didn't quite stir it well so by the time she reached the bottom, we saw a layer of extra virgin olive oil. HAH.

My penne al pollo which I obviously changed the penne to fettucine.

*grins*

Hungry yet?

Went for Sunday service the next day, and rushed home straight after service because Mummy had to go to the airport =/. But before that we managed to squeeze ample time for lunch. At Subiaco's Han's.
Camwhore attempt #2, phail. Yeah, you read it right, it's #2. There were 4 other phailed attempted but I shouldn't bore you.

Mummy's latte. She claimed it was tasteless.

HAHA I just had to post this! Omgosh. She didn't even know she made that face!

Mummy's pork chop. The pork chop was damn tough. Apparently the sides were better than the main.

Still waiting for food. And given I haven't camwhored in ages, I'd say this was a pretty good attempt!

My thai tom yum soup which wasn't even a tinsy bit spicy at all. Sucked. Standards have dropped DRASTICALLY since they moved. Boo.

Re-attempt #1, phail. I just had to get a good shot of us before we go!

Re-attempt #3, SUCCESS! #2 was similar but Mummy thought she looked ugly. You can see how we managed to get a good shot. Mummy figured her hands were longer than mine =_=.

To the airport~
This was tugged into Mummy's handbag seconds before we left home for lunch haha. It was a daffodil bear I bought just a few months after Greatgrandma passed away in 2007 due to intestinal cancer.

Little bear got to accompany Mummy throughout the flight!

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