Mummy's Birthday

Its Mummy's birthday!!! She's 44

She had a 'open house' for all relatives. After I got back to Tampines, I stopped by Swensen's at Tampines Mall and bought a 1kg ice-cream cake. And guess what, when i asked one of the staff, "Could you have some words written on the cake

The reply was, "Oh, we need 1 day in advance to write on the cake"
I'm like, "You need 1 whole day to write a name?!, then its okay, i'll just have the cake." Sounding surprised.
I've never in my life bought ice-cream that is $40. This is the first. But it looked so pretty that I didn't have the heart to eat it. Hahah!
And I took the cab back home. Rich huh?

This is my $40 cake. Not that I'm complaining. Its for my Mummy anyway.



Turns out that there's another cake. But there were 3 cakes. Here's why.



Impressive huh? I thought so too. A 2-tier cake!!!! NICE!

She's celebrating her birthday with my cousin who shares the same birthday and my aunt which is earlier in the month too. It was nice seeing all my cousins again! =)

A Million Of Gratitude

The first week of Hari Raya is over. My family and I and my aunts and cousins went to visit the graves of our long-missed loved ones at Jalan Bahar this morning.

There's this mixed feeling of remorse, serenity *strangely*, and a resolve. That is the last place you would ever go after your last breath.

My maternal grandmother, she passed away a day before my 11th birthday. My great grandfather passed away on my parent's wedding anniversary. My maternal grandfather passed away on my mum's brother's birthday.

Such a coincidence.

Just this evening, while I was cruising in the car alone, my MP3 player played Hero by Enrique Iglesias. It reminded of how fragile and precious a person's life is. Would you remember a person after his death? Or treasure his presence while he was still alive? Or only to find shattered pieces of words that you would've told him if he could only wake up for a second?

Honestly, I find the latter tragic.

If I could tell my great grandmother anything, I would like to really thank her for bringing me up through my childhood. Bringing in much joy and happiness that I could not have imagined without her. She taught me the rules of life. How to be a great and generous person.

Thank you grandmother.

And this song also goes to this wonderful and charming person I met named Gracie. If you happen to come across this blog and read it;
I Love You Baby. =)

Here's a video clip of the song 'Hero' by Enrique Iglesias.

Happy Happy Raya

Its been so long that I've nearly forgotten I've got a blog. But honestly, there's like tons of work waiting to be done. I couldn't help it.

As if standing in the hot sun isn't bad enough. tsk tsk.

So its Hari Raya Puasa already! oh yay! but I didn't wake up for morning prayers! I was supposed to go with my dad but he went alone. so ummm. i'm being a pig lah by staying (spelt S-L-E-E-P-I-N-G) at home. NS does that. All I think about is sleep but then my body simply refuses to shut down.

That aside, I don't really feel like celebrating because, as per last year and this year, I didn't quite fast the whole month. So? Not worth celebrating yah? NS does that. But I know, they're excuses.

Being an adult (spelt O-L-D), I was obliged to take the ang-pows. Really?. Really. Take only lah, people give already.

And thanks for the people who wished me and the people I wished.