take me back to n e v e r l a n d

i can't remember the last time i read the bible or said a prayer but tonight i did both .

it's tough , it really is and i've got no answers but i'm hoping that whatever is happening now is part of a bigger plan .



i'm just so glad you're alright .

like daddy used to say " good night , sleep tight , don't let the bed bugs bite " .


xoxoxo .

all my time is f r o z e n in a motion .

in my head : here's to the night - eve 6

" here's to the nights we felt alive
here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
here's to goodbye
tomorrow's gonna come too soon "

most days i wake up in the morning telling myself that the day will be a good one ; rarely do i hit my pillow agreeing with that morning's statement . i try hard not to be disappointed but at the back of my mind , the clock's always ticking and i always inevitably end up disappointed ( if i'm lucky ) by the end of the day ( most times it's mid morning ) .

maybe my departure will bring about some good ; i'll no longer be disappointed because i just won't be able to . he won't be able to tell me he'll be round in fifteen minutes and not turn up at the agreed time . i'm trying to understand , i really am . my time is just far more expandable and i know he's got things that are way important than talking to me underneath the covers or in the car . i just can't help feeling the way i do . it's no one's fault and yet i want to point the finger at someone for causing the tears and scream at the top of my lungs . i want to run out into the dead of the night and collapse on the sidewalk pavement and cry .

but i think that's the only thing that'll work well for the both of us . i'll just be missing him most of the time . what happens when i've watched all the re-runs and read all the literature on my shelf and he's still busy ? what happens then ?




xoxoxoxo ,
soho breaking down .

it's like c o m i n g home .

in my head : roc boys - jay z

made me laugh :
tim : broke-my-back mountain
elson : hoi ah ( ah lian meets german pornstar ) - ask me and i'll say it for you

this weeks updates in pictorials :


visits from the states and france


aunty min fong and aunty min ying


snapshot of the family


poh poh's seventy ninth birthday


brandon !


we started thINKing . .


elson .


placed .


pop his cherry , elson !


easy does it


hoi ah !


my turn !

elson : 14 scotts road , far east plaza, #02-65 ( www.thinktattoo.org )
call him : 92471099


and after , a spot of prada .


i found this while packing my room and guess what . .


hahahahahahahaha . .





it's all good . : D



xoxoxoxoxo ,
soho .

i'm a member , you're a m e m b e r , we're all members !

in my head : cool cops - orson



it's ladies night !


shots go round . .


pussy - v - drunk


reserved .


rah's the sucker !


lychee martinis !


thanks adeline ( sexpot on the right ) !


we be bringing it to the dance floor .


never too old !


looking fine .


the night wore on !


check out my face please . : D like some stupid advertisement for deodorant or sanitary pads .






members all round ! WOOHOO ! let's get it on !




xoxoxoxo ,
soho + 1

THE GOOD , THE BAD + THE UGLY .

in my head : culture vulture - orson

" baby why you looking so broken hearted . . "

my mum and i have never really seen eye to eye when it comes to relationships . she firmly believes that when you enter a relationship with someone , he should be the one ( or at least very close to your ideal one ) . i thought that relationships were just for necking and having someone to hold hands with ! lately though i'm beginning to understand where she's coming from .

at fourteen , when everyone around me rushed to meet their knights in white under the overhead bridge , i was happy to hop onto a bus to parkway parade ( sans boyfriend / girlfriend ) to meet my mum . i never pined for someone with which i could buy matching tees or hold hands with .

at fifteen , my girlfriends all seemed to turn up in school with swollen eyes because " he said he didn't love me anymore . " then there was the completely dramatic day where it was pouring and my aunt arrived in a cab , crying her eyes out and ran straight for my poh poh's room and shut the door . ten minutes later we saw a very angry ( read : glazed eyes , red face , the works ) uncle pounding on the door . thirty seconds after my dad rushed us kids all upstairs , switched on the tele and warned me to not let anyone down . straight out of a movie i tell you .

at sixteen , it seemed straight out of a fairytale .
at nineteen , it crashed and burned .
at twenty , i'm officially confused .

why am i wasting time investing energy and effort to build a relationship with someone i don't at least think will stick around long enough to experience my first ( of many i'm sure ) mid life crisis ? instead i could be spending time building deeper relationships with the handful of friends who will be around when i have my first meltdown . it does make sense , i think .

i refuse to settle for anything less than what my parents have . my parents are best friends , partners , equals , lovers . their relationship is one built on honesty , trust , respect , love .

i am still relatively adverse to the idea of marriage and forever ; but sometimes when everything is just right and it's all good , forever doesn't seem nearly long enough .

last night was . . weird . we all need more chocolate banana cake ( awfully chocolate ) , carrot cake ( chomp chomp ) and a good night out .







xoxoxoxoxo ,
soho .

w h e r e have all my days gone ?

in my head : ain't no party - orson

every morning i log on to my computer , check my mail and then run down the list of my favourite blogs (coolhunter , stylebubble , coacd , et al. ) . it totally bums me out when there are no updates . so i apologise if you're a faithful reader and the past 5 days were filled with disappointment .


i worked and got paid !


took long showers . .


with my favourite boy . .


who loves me much . . : )


prepped for his competition ( read : tuna , tuna , tuna , tuna + countless saltless fish fillets )


popped by del mar with . .


spam


kurt from hawaii


cooked in the sun .


and completely enjoyed ourselves .



.: muscle & fitness war 2008 :.


below 170 cm


the competition .


no. forty


pre-requisite


above 170 cm


open category


okaaaay . .


let's interrupt for my find of the day : thunder tea rice ! the tea alone tasted really weird and wonky but together they worked . most definitely a must try .


top three .

after that a really shiny and brown dopez wanted to eat so we dropped pearlyn and his mom off and danced our way over to sin hoi san ( sp ? ) over at east coast . the special fried beancurd is just out of this world please . and because dopez is such an amazing friend we accompanied dennis all the way till eleven because may went to watch jay chou in concert . hahahahaha .









































that's all folks !



xoxoxoxo ,
soho
ps : hold up for the video of his routine : )