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To-gather Cafe

Friday, May 29, 2015

Went to to-gather cafe last week with the closer girls in class because two of them wanted to. It is located at a quaint neighbourhood near Bedok 85. I didn't manage to get a picture of the cafe but they really put in quite a bit for their ambiance. Crowd is C R A Z Y – but we are lucky. Managed to get the indoor sitting upon arrival.

I had their baked salmon fillet, which was ok, just.. too.. small.. I ended up stealing food from the rest whom all enjoyed their pastas and chicken chop. Pandan chicken chop REALLY  does taste like pandan tho. I mean, its... kind weird. For me. Gena loved it.

Staffs were extremely friendly and tolerant towards our incessant photo-taking. Talk about tourist in their own country. The girls tried their lava cake which was a MUST HAVE (I didn't have any nice pictures of the lava cake, the one above is their brownie). Everybody was up with their phones ready to capture the 'lava' oozing out but was disappointed – nothing oozed out. It tasted ok, according to the girls but I am not a fan of dessert.

84 Bedok North Street 4 
Singapore 460084 

Closed on Mondays, quote my name and get no discount whatsoever. HAHA. OK They have a website you can check it out before you visit. 

TILL THEN, I'll be busy mugging for MST so..... be kind to yourself.

Sze Weekend

Saturday, May 16, 2015

The little one came over this morning, 
still a little busy! Get back to you soon, or else just wait for little snippets of entries here and there.  


Wednesday, May 13, 2015

I don't know when will I learn to stop wallowing in self-pity. Need to stop, get my shit together and move forward!! Year 3 doesn't necessarily means that I don't have a lot time. It just means that I need to up my game. Really thankful for H's TLC, if not I think I'll die of frustration. Thanks Beeb. Have a good mid-week y'all. Be kind to yourself c.t. 


Thursday, May 7, 2015

"Honwee faster, help me press shutter!! I think I look like a mixed chick here. 快快 before I lose this!!" 

Was stretching and Honwee said: "Yes, down some more, that's the face I want to see!" Very sadistic indeed. 虎爸 sending daughter for dance audition. LOL


Backlog!! This was right after the dance audition, it was also the day we realise how much effort models put into outdoor photo shoot. We were there for 15 minutes before scurrying away from the sun. It was so warm, H's shirt was soaked through. He took off his shirt to dry it and because of the heat it dried up within 15 minutes. Scary but, sexy Honwee for ya!

I made it!

Monday, May 4, 2015

I WAS OUT WHEN TPDE REVEALED THE AUDITION RESULTS! I made Honwee read it cuz he was there for me when I auditioned. I can't believe it, I spent the whole of yesternight convincing myself that even if I don't make it into TPDE, I can still hop over to O School to continue learning. Never in my life have I wanted something so much, and until today, never was I given what I wanted. 

I am really thankful for those nights H spent with me practising random choreo and pushing me (literally) so that I can stretch better, stretch further. Now H wouldn't stop sheepishly looking over at me and whisper "eh dancer".  I am so happy and thankful I don't even know who to thank?! The seniors? Clarice? Honwee? Minhui? Let me drown in this bliss.

With my new found commitment, I'll be a lot busier setting my priorities right and striking an equal balance between school, family and CCAs – I am in the running club too, LOL HAHA! I am really so happy and thankful that in spite of being covered with injuries I FEEL NO PAIN. Bring it on Honwee, come and rub my orh cheh for me. Give me your best shot! 

Thanks for reading. And sorta being there for me especially if you read yesternight's entry. 
Be kind to yourself. c.t. 


Sunday, May 3, 2015

I went for dance audition today (again, after an entire year). I don't understand why I keep putting myself through this torture. I was a bag of nerves, I think I rehearsed alright but when I had to 'perform' my mind went blank. The silence was louder than the music. I could barely hear the tune. But I guess this is the point – if I wasn't scared then I should not be pursuing dance at all. I am too old to settle for mediocracy; too old to settle for a 'hobby' that doesn't churn my stomach. 

This standstill is hard to take, and I guess there are many more of this from where it came from. The wait is always the hardest. It keeps you up all night and leaves you empty at a certain point. I just feel that I should share this with you today because... I don't always get what I want. That's the truth for many of us. But one day I will, and that is still the truth for all of us. 

Regardless of the result I will still dance and one day I hope I can be pretty good at it. 
Be kind to yourself. c.t.