oh man everybody check out our facebook profile pictures.
wendy’s facebook:
winnie’s facebook:
somehow we have each other on our profile pic,
abit mushy eh,
i bet she put that cause she looks nice in that pic,
but oh well, she always does,
what can i say…..
and for the viewership of joannelee keithlim and hohei as promised,
something that got me HIGH at 5am:

it reads “you keep dreams burning” !!!
look at the effect of the candle man… high high high~
and before dolling up:
already classy, but its always good to have a different style. =)
oh in any case, that was a wedding present for a GORGEOUS GORGEOUS BRIDE that i got to know at Beautiful People, no wonder she’s there. (oh, no wonder i am too)
she’s really crazy though, so it was a hilarious wedding dinner.
and it was really good spending time and effort for her,
since i dont think she expects a young little gal to give big ang bao or something.
and before i have lots of money that i can buy many things, i wanna do many things that even lots of money cant buy.
on a side note,
just heard from my sis of a suicide case of a uni student.
this is the second case I’VE HEARD OF in the past month of teenage girls who jumped to their deaths.
and for those i’ve not heard of:
according to Global Health Organisation (WHO), of the 132,423 deaths of young people in the 90 countries,
suicide accounted for 9.1%, that’s approximately 12,050 lives,
12,050 lives who felt so helpless they couldnt find any answer within their reach,
that the only answer was death.
12,050 lives who admitted defeat to the fierce inner battles ongoing beneath the clowny facade they use every ounce of strength to carry.
12,050 lives that might have thought they dont mean enough to people who loved them deeply to live on, and not deserving the insurmountable pain in the hearts of even those that seem far away from them.
i dont exactly know how to respond to this,
after catching my heart from a hard sink.
neither do i know how to not create a big fussy emotional stir and then live like a numb hollow soul the next day that finds it hard to even lift a smile to the bus driver.
been thinking about all the recent talks over carrying the world in our hearts.
there’s a big world out there, so it’s said.
not a single cell in my being would question that,
but some tiny question marks leap up and pop
“so what if the world is big?”
“i’m still small isnt it?”
“what difference can a small tiny good heart standing admist the big gloabe make?”
well, i’ve heard people say “one man can change the world”
for this, im not sure how to fully grasp it.
what i know of,
is the crazy helplessness that dawns upon one who opens up mind and eyes,
to take a peak into the whole wide world,
only to question,
so what can i do about it?!
perhaps,
at this stage,
carrying the world in our hearts is still a personal phenomenon.
it doesnt mean we’re required to do anything beyond our reach.
but perhaps it starts from really little things like,
giving thanks for waking up to a fresh new day
living each day like a gift
finishing whatever’s on our plate
carry a smile and walk with a bounce
knowing its a HUGE privilege to be able to study
and,
be the most sincere we can, to un-numb some hearts
look deep into the hearts of people, and tell them the potential they carry
be liberated of our own fears, and give permission to others to be set free
offer a hug, a pat, a prayer, a message whenever we can, to lift up any soul that has lost hope
and slowly,
we notice there would be an army of tiny hearts,
ready to penetrate into the whole wide world,
to scoop up falling souls,
to present an answer so reachable,
and let every heart know they are loved beyond what they’ve done/not done.
perhaps carrying the world in our hearts takes us to first carry our own world outside of our hearts.




















