New York
POSTED ON Friday, December 27, 2013 AT 11:36 PM \ leave a comment (0)
Our flight to JFK was supposed to be on December 22nd but somehow, the two of us messed it up and thought our flight was on December 21st instead. We only realized our mistake on December 21st itself, and thankfully that was in the afternoon so we didn't go to the airport and make a fool out of ourselves.

It was so difficult saying bye to maomao. I was so tempted to just bring her along and the mummy instinct kept kicking in every time I try to walk out of the door. I kept going back to the room to give her a hug, a kiss on her forehead before walking to the door and then turning back again. It was such a dramatic exit for me, clutching the tissue paper in my hand and walking to the car sniffing. I'm just being an overly attached mama.

Pepper spray. It was in my trench coat and I didn't even realize it until I was on the shuttle to LAX. I had to throw it away and I didn't even use it once. What a waste. Subsequently after checking in, the two of us were camping outside Starbucks, waiting for the clock to strike 7 so we can login to Corsair and sign up for Winter Class. I remembered us praying that some idiot will forget to pay for his/her Winter Class and we will be able to snap the position in the class. Then, the website had to undergo some stupid maintenance and only at 4am then will we be able to add classes.

























































Some mandatory pictures while waiting for the flight.
The wait was unbearable, so was the flight itself. Note to self: I will not take the last row unless really necessary. It was so difficult to fall asleep, especially when I can't recline the seat at all.

We finally reached JFK after 5 unbearable hours. By then, I was too exhausted to even take any photo. All I wanted was just to add my class and take a short nap. And yay, I got my class for Winter!

The first day went by really quick because we slept all the way till 4pm. By the time we woke up, it was too late to go anywhere.













Dinner at Landmark Diner: Grilled Chicken Souvlaki. The portion is so huuuuuge I felt bloated after finishing 1/2 the portion of fries and the grilled chicken.

The next day, we took the subway to SoHo. Kinda confusing but thankfully there were people who could help!












































See that guy in the white t-shirt in the pic above? I don't know how he survived. It was so so so cold that we were wearing thick winter jackets within the subway station. I'm pretty sure the temperature that day was around 3/4 Celcius. We actually went into H&M to grab a scarf each to keep ourselves warm.

The rest of the day was spent on shopping, walking around and of course, eating!










































Coconut rice pudding with mixed nuts.
We went to Rice to Riches to try some rice pudding and it was delicious! It reminds me of  黑糯米 back home. However, after a few mouthful, we started getting sick of it. Maybe because it was so thick and flavorful. It would be great to have this in the west coast though. I seldom see rice pudding on the menu or maybe it's because I seldom ask for the dessert menu.
















We had Ox Tail Soup at a Korean restaurant that night. I queued for almost 35 minutes but it was worth the queue! The soup didn't smell and I actually finished a bowl on my own.










































Little Harlan smiling so happily. He was smiling most of the time. He is most likely the happiest baby on earth.

Christmas was spent at home, playing with kids. Tiring but worth the time.













































There was snow (though only a little) on Christmas!











































We didn't managed to take many photos with Chloe throughout the trip but I managed to get one!













































I had difficulty (but so much fun also) trying to decipher her language.

During evening, we went to the shooting range. It was my first time so I was so nervous and worried the gun shots might be too loud for me. Some were so loud it sounded like canon.











































I had a great time even though it was so cold in the room or maybe I was just scared lol.

Now that I'm back in LA. I was so happy to see my little baby but then... her excitement upon seeing us didn't last for more than 5 minutes.

Goodbye, New York! See you soon.




Rejection
POSTED ON Monday, October 14, 2013 AT 2:40 AM \ leave a comment (0)


“I am good at walking away. Rejection teaches you how to reject.”  -  Jeanette Winterson

She reaches out for a kiss, he pushes her away. Waiting a month for an email to tell you you're hired. That horrible douchebag who texts you all day long for a fortnight and then stopped abruptly. 

Rejection. Rejection is embarrassing, depressing and it hurts your ego. Big time.

Back in primary school, I used to be awfully shy. Sometimes (or more often than not) during holidays, I would lose sleep over trivial things like who am I gonna spend my recess with when school reopens, how am I gonna watch my drama series since school ends so late etc. Really trivial and lame stuff now that I'm thinking from the mindset of an 18 year old but to the 9 year old me, that was probably what my world revolved around. Of course, I didn't have many friends back then. Then to secondary school. Time to speak up! Friends friends friends. I made it a point to know someone from every class (if possible). There comes another big word: love. I fell in love but we never get to go out. Is it because we haven't spoke face to face before and I'm afraid I won't know what to say? Maybe but not really. Is it because I'm afraid I'll be judged for wearing an ugly cartoon tee shirt and bermudas? Ummmmm I don't think so. Is it because I'm afraid of rejection? Well well yes.

Let's face it. No one likes to be rejected. Why would I want to put myself out there and face the big NO when I'm not emotionally matured enough to suck it up and walk away like Winterson? But rejection is a word that I'll need to face eventually. It's part and parcel of growing up, anyway. It'll come back to me again and again if I try to escape from it. So why not face the demon and stop fighting it? Make it your friend and perhaps, just perhaps, you might get so comfortable with the demon that you become strong enough to laugh in its face when it visits you.

Facing rejection is not easy, but neither is it difficult.

1. Don't cry. From experience, crying helps for only a night or so. What happens the next day? You're back to square one. Why not face rejection and asks rejection itself what did you do wrong? Sure, there are always people who are brave enough to reject you but runs right back into their cave when you question them in their face. Make sure you pull them out of their hiding spot and get the answer you deserve.

2. Walk away. Don't ever turn back even though you'll wanna do that. You might feel like running back into his arms and beg for another chance. Don't. Just don't. Never ever look back at a person who doesn't appreciate you.

3. Take some time off and dedicate this time to yourself and yourself only. Regain your confidence and believe that you're special and you deserve every single bit of the best the world has to offer. Why spend your time mulling over someone or something that does not want you? When TJC rejected me, I could have told myself that they missed out my application and they didn't see my portfolio and all my other records. I could have sent an email or whatsoever and made sure they have seen my application but I didn't. I chose to move on.

I decided to move on and I had a truce with rejection. I wouldn't bow down to rejection. Simply because I learnt to walk away whenever I need to.




Trastevere
POSTED ON Sunday, August 18, 2013 AT 4:48 PM \ leave a comment (0)
We went to Trastevere once, with my aunts and a friend of theirs and tried the pasta the other day. It was great and hence, we decided to go there again!

Trastevere is located along the busy street of 3rd Street Promenade, a shopping heaven. It's a traditional Italian restaurant with a patio overlooking the streets. 























Once we are shown to our seats, we were served a basket of sour dough bread slices with a tub of olive oil. Sour dough is actually my favorite bread and I'm kinda upset that it wasn't warm like how I enjoy it to be. Nonetheless, I was hungry and I devoured slice after slice. Also, that reminded me of this food rule I heard once: Don't dip your bread into the olive oil. I can't really recall where have I heard it from, but I decided not to break it. Just in case I get glares or shocked expressions from the Italian waiters. 
























































Shortly after I was done spreading the olive oil onto my third slice of bread, the main course arrived! Fast, really.There you go, Spaghetti Carbonara ($16). One thing I really love about this dish is that, lo' and behold, it's not overly milky! There are some versions of carbonara that are super super watery and milky and sorry to those who love it this way, I find it really gross. Also, they don't add the parmesan cheese until the waiter serves you the plate and asks you for your preference. This is great imo, for those who don't want too much cheese on their pasta. However, because I don't really like bacon, I find the amount of bacon too much. Totally great for a bacon lover like Tom, but hey, I had around 4 or 5 tablespoons of bacon left after finishing my pasta. That kinda explains how much bacon they had in there. Generous, I say. Nonetheless, this Carbonara deserves 4/5 and probably the best Carbonara I have had so far.

Definitely a must-try when at the Third Street!






Wimbly Lu
POSTED ON Thursday, July 18, 2013 AT 10:41 AM \ leave a comment (0)
What is Wimbly Lu? Who is Wimbly Lu?


It's actually the name of a cafe I visited on Tuesday with Yan! It's along a row of shop house, with a few other restaurants beside it. It is rather "ulu" and deep within the residential area, I say. Nonetheless, the cafe is still easily accessible with the help of Google Maps (thank you to whomever who invented it)! Or if you're lazy to look up Google Maps, take a look at my *helpful* directions at the bottom of this post.



































































Root Beer Cake with Vanilla Ice Cream ($6), one of their signatures, was good! The taste of root beer was evident in the first bite and coupled with the vanilla ice cream, it's heavenly. However it was a pity that I couldn't really taste the root beer anymore after a few bites. This was actually the main dish that attracted us there. I definitely have to agree with everyone who were raving about it. It's an innovative dish and I'm certain I haven't seen it elsewhere yet! It would have deserved 5/5 if the root beer taste was constant throughout.


Tiramisu. Good ol' tiramisu. Recently I have been craving for tiramisu so we thought to give this a try. It didn't disappoint, yay! The cream was smooth and milky, yet not too thick. The bread sponges were a little too soggy but it certainly boasts that the pastry chef wasn't stingy with the alcohol. You would have thought the after taste would be super bitter but no, surprisingly it wasn't! I wouldn't recommend this to those who hate alcohol, but for those who do, this is great! I couldn't stop putting my spoon back into the cup for more of the creamy tiramisu!





















Molten Lava Cake ($6) tasted average, and somewhat similar to the ones I had before. However, it is the cheapest lava cake I had and hence, the price made it worth to try. 

Earl Grey Tea ($5) was fragrant and when we finished the pot, we requested for it to be refilled. Yes yes, I know we can get earl grey tea bags from any supermarket, but what's an afternoon tea without TEA? 

For those who don't like tea, plain water is free of charge though. 

I would love to go back again for the root beer cake! Also, maybe breakfast too? It feels very cosy and homely there and also to mention, it was raining on Tuesday. Watching the rain drops fall on the glass ceiling gave the entire place a romantic ambience. I'm sure Wimbly Lu would be a good place for dates, or even for group gatherings. 



















Wimbly Lu Chocolate Cafe
15-2 Jalan Riang 

Singapore 358987
Tel: 6289 1489
Opening Hours:
Tuesday - Friday: 1pm-10.30pm
Saturday & Sunday: 9am-11pm

Directions:

1. Take Circle Line and alight at Lorong Chuan MRT Station.
2. Take Exit A and follow the direction of the shelter towards Nanyang Junior College.
3. Walk further ahead and turn right into Jalan Girang.
4. Turn left at the intersection of Jalan Girang.
5. Walk along Jalan Girang and turn right into Jalan Riang.
6. There you go, you've reached Wimbly Lu!





Hola!
POSTED ON Tuesday, July 9, 2013 AT 11:14 PM \ leave a comment (0)
Hello to you!

This is my new blog which I created for memory purpose. Well, I can't really remember events well unless they're super duper important then that's a different story. I would probably have forgotten how I spent today a year later so here we go! No no, not that I'm suffering from amnesia fyi. Hopefully, this blog will serve me well in the memory lane down the road.

Today marks another fortnight to go in Singapore. For those who have yet to hear the news from me, I'll be leaving Singapore for California to study. How long? 4 years. Well, I chose to keep this piece of news within those I'm close to only, mainly because I don't wish to indulge in the topic of "let's meet soon before you leave" but ultimately, nothing. I don't like disappointment and importantly, talk is cheap.

I'm gonna miss life here I guess. No mm to buy me food and send me to school. I gotta do everything myself, but well thankfully Tom will be with me. He's gonna be my part time nanny hehehe. On the flip side of the coin, I'm excited to learn how to be independent, fixing my meals, going to school on my own, doing house chores, grocery shopping, finance planning and all. Also, 4 seasons yay! Cold air cold air cold air.

Right now, I'm still in the midst of packing my huuuuuuge luggage. There's really lots of things to pack, cardigans, long sleeves, coats etc. I'm barely sure my luggage can fit everything I want to bring over. Nonetheless, I'll try and squeeze my clothes into those vacuum bags!

For these 2 weeks, there will be so many things to do! Meet up with friends and fam, do more packing, go for zumba and kickboxing more often. Keeping my fingers x I'll savour my moments!