Taking a nice dandy break right now while my daddy is in the shower (over the years, he has somehow been banished from his own bedroom toilet by my mom), and while my boyfriend is busy replying emails, and I am stuck with nothing really much to do. Because my SQL connection doesn’t work at home so I’m not getting live data feeds on my PowerPivot.
PowerPivot – what a strange and amazing program that you either love or hate, but it almost always definitely crashes your computer, even if it’s best in class in the consumer desktop space.
Yeapp, boobs still hanging low at 1.5 kilos today, what a massive pain in my chest.
I’ve got 1.5 kilos of boobs hanging on me now, and I absolutely cannot wait for my period to come so that I can get on with the rest of my skinny life. I feel gross! Boob jobs must feel terrible.
A nice astronaut video to keep you entertained this morning: click here.
It’s my birthday!! D wished me “happy 29th” last night and I had to remind him, not so gently, that I’m only 28! “Baby, how can you be 28 when I’m 29″, he asked. So had to do some basic math: we were both born in ’85; it’s now the year 2013 so therefore we are both 28. Gosh, maybe once you’re on the wrong side of your 20s, the specifics don’t matter no more..
Anyway, this is my 28th Birthday List!
- Volunteer overseas for a few weeks
- Fulfill what I wished for last night over my birthday candle wish
- Travel to somewhere with spectacular scenery & adventure & wildlife – looks like Tasmania for now
- Live like a hippie for a few weeks – or live like a hippie and volunteer (ref: point 2) at the same time, given limited time off from the real world
- Move out, and get a little sister for Kirasan – canine sister, not human
- Learn how to sew a dress from scratch
- Get another tattoo from Tung to mark the new year
- Run a Birthday for a Cause campaign for my 29th – click here to find out more!
Just back from dinner with my dad and D, two of my three favorite men in this world (missing the brother)! Great night out! Dinner was good ol’ Pietrasanta.. the wine was perfect and the burrata was absolutely melt-in-your-mouth heavenly.. yeap, guilty as charged – I do have an unjustifiable bias towards Italian food!
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An ingenious ad from Coca Cola Shanghai, read more here.
I guess you can say I grow up in a relatively creative family: we’re not really the numbers sort. Papa E is in advertising, and has been ever since a time when Nanyang Siang Pau existed; Mama E digs philosophy and all sorts of cooking, and is capable of getting really creative with fancy household appliances; Bro E is half studying to be architect and half taking pictures in wild Tasmania (he sent me a pic of Northern Lights-esque phenomenon in Tassie just the other day! = Southern lights?); Nat E is studying to be a pastry chef in Paris and does a pretty mean job at food(porn) photography.
And me.. well, when I said I was gonna be a banker, my dad replied to say that banks are evil.
It’s true, so I left.
And look where I found myself less than a year later: a marketing director. Yep, life swirls endlessly for all of us, but I’m willing to bet my last dollar, that it’s going to swirl eventually right to what you were always meant to do, only if you’d give life a chance, and stop being a control freak.
The biggest downside to not having studied marketing, apart from Marketing101 back in Year 1, is that sometimes I find myself unable to properly articulate myself in a fancy, brand-y sort of way. Which is why I’m completely amazed by what the good folks at Naiise have done in their writeup on The Scarlette – it’s a 100% spot on! Check out our interview here!
P.S. Week 2 of being a slave to the family (and dog) and counting down to the day (8 more) my mom gets back from Paris, and I can finally go on vacation. It’s horrible to have to clean up after Kira’s mess, and Dad’s too!!! And my soul is under attack from boredom and suffering in this Singapore heat. I have been a bitch to live with this past week (sorry D!).