So it’s been incredibly busy over on my end as I’ve been working on a new project – my apologies for the sometimes cryptic little posts (like the one two below), I couldn’t contain my excitement about finally getting my own place !  Read more…


Phuket 2012 in 3..2..1..

Can’t wait to relax, recline and relish……

And maybe work on my new piece of real estate

Finally got my own place ♥ virtually speaking.

National Night

Sure signs your house party was a success:

1. Alcohol stays abundant way into the wee hours of the next morning.

2. DJs show up unexpected at your door and get spinning on the decks.

3. At 2am everyone’s either dancing, in the pool, or very happily hammered.

No one wants to go home though it’s a weeknight.

To everyone who made it over, thanks for making it a National Night to remember :)

Happy National Day!

For all the whining that happens year round, let’s just say I’m super glad to be born in sunny old Singapore. Yes, our system isn’t perfect, yes, the majority of our government lives in not-so-little ivory towers (on Bukit Timah), yes, our infrastructure has not kept up with our growth, yes, our press is not free nor unfettered and sometimes one would even say it’s somewhat delusional (seriously, does no one edit her column?), and yes, our social safety net is in an appalling state for a so-called first world country…….

But it’s crime-free, sunny, and a fairly safe place to undertake a lot of things in life – like raising a family or starting a business. There are jobs to be had if you’re fresh out of school, the government gives you money if you make some babies (please watch this HILARIOUS video on DOING your civic duty this National Night), education is virtually free, and they force you to save for when you’ll be a retiree (see this infographic on how to get rich in the long run). And if nothing else, it did give us a day off!

So happy birthday home country!

I hope you all enjoy this absurd photo of me masquerading as our national mascot! This wee spot on the WWW does not get more patriotic than this! BLERGH!


We be poppin’ some bubbly tonight at BJP because my brilliant brother just officially joined the ranks of FLY BOYs everywhere :) WOOT WOOT! Send some champers his way folks! 


“I can see how old men become curmudgeons. But the other side of this is I can see how old men become wise and blissful: nothing but goodness.”

Nothing but goodness, in everything. It may seem hard to achieve, but if you focus on coming out of every encounter in life a better person, rather than a bitter person, I think it’s fairly manageable. Perhaps I’m just being young, and incredibly naive, but there has to be a reason why the old fogies in the world are strictly divided into two camps: (1) the ones that remind you of good old Saint Nick and Mrs. Claus (all my grandparents fall into this category – and I have 8 of them), and (2) the ones like the Infamous Aunty (vs. ah lian) on the train. Read more…