Sunday, April 26, 2015

Armenian Church

Some time back Sam and I went to visit the Armenian church just to check out their architecture and.. oddly enough, their cemetery. It had been a while since we did something cultural so it felt more refreshing than usual. Of course, the architecture was nothing compared to the great cathedrals of Europe, but it was pretty decent in itself. Peaceful, the only downside was that there were hoards of mozzies - it got scary pretty quick so we got out of there after we finished seeing most of what they had to offer.

First, we had lunch at one of Sam's favourite Jap places - I've momentarily forgotten what's the name of the place but they serve pretty decent sushi. The only thing is that I feel like they could offer a larger variety. 

He wanted to give me a treat for some unknown reason though, so I wasn't complaining. It was really yummy :3 


And off to the Armenian Church! 


Really peaceful and tranquil. I love the whites against the greens. 





From this point onwards, we entered mozzie zone. 

Here's the boy trying to squash one of the many. 

Weathered but beautiful cemetery. 






Some of the dedications were really beautiful. 

The interior was pretty simple and sparse so I didn't take any other photo apart from this one. A simple candle chandelier. 

After we left the church, we decided to take a quick walkabout at the Singapore Chinese Chamber of Commerce. They have pretty amazing looking Chinese architecture. 



Incidentally, there was a mini art fair going on so we went to nose around for a bit. 




Last stop at 8Q! It was mostly exhibits catered to children this time so there wasn't much for us, but it was still nice to hang out in its quiet walls. 







We had actually planned to go to IKEA for dinner but the queue was crazy long so we headed over to Queensway for the famous laksa and chicken curry. It was none too shabby. 

Back to Ikea to look for a new office chair for the boy but also got distracted along the way picking out our ideal living room. 

Found it? 

I got bored and found a cuddly friend. 

Teehee. 

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Easter weekend

Snaps from the long Easter weekend, it was awesome to have an extra day off, especially to spend some time with Sam who has been working really hard at his new job.

Went for Good Friday mass with the family in the morning first! 

Then an awesome sushi date with Lili. 

My absolute favourite :3 

Spent the rest of the evening with this qt. We went to V2 to chill and had some lovely Korean fried chicken. 

Saturday I had a lame body sculpting appointment shit which was a waste of my time, but then I got real excited and skipped along to go meet Sam - we went to try out a new bar that a friend of his opened. 

Maaaaaaaany taps! 


The fish tacos were amazing, pretty authentic SoCal style. 




We made friends with a mystery kitty whom we've never met before! She was shy but affectionate. 

Sadly Coral came along and scared her off by snarling and hissing and snapping. We think she was madly jealous, just look at her face! She purposefully sat on my lap and hissed at mystery cat from there, talk about territorial. Hahaha. She's been missing for 2 weeks or so though, I miss her. 

On Sunday we had a huge family dinner, treat from Lili to celebrate her first job! 


There was so much food...

More celebrations at her home. 

Ended the night on a pretty rad note :3 


Library Weekend

Some snaps from two weeks ago,  I attended a seminar in the morning and was dead tired the entire day so we had a chill time just walking around and hanging out :3

Good hair day!














Sunday, April 12, 2015

Family

Today my father held my hands in his to pray. We haven't done that since I was a little girl, but somehow the situation called for it. He started crying mid sentence and that broke my heart to pieces; he hadn't cried since his grandmother died - a time so long ago that I wasn't even born. I was reminded then, that there are things in life that we cannot change, but that we can change the way we react to them.

My father has always been a rather kindly man, but he used to have a short temper. In the past couple of years, he took to a lot of prayer and meditation, and though still impatient, he is now very much a changed man. I have to remember that no matter how tough it gets, it will always be tougher for him to see us through it, and that no matter what I do, I have to try and make it easier.

When does enough mean enough

The people who love us can also hurt us in unsurmountable ways, and sometimes you wonder if the hurt you feel is equal to the love they give. Life in the 21st century has made it easy to cancel people out of your lives, but then there are some that give you no choice. With some, you are stuck with them forever. And then, how do you reconcile yourself with this - how do you tell yourself to continue loving, and understanding, and enduring their heat, through the abuse they pile on? How do you tell yourself that they have more love than hurt to offer? How do you convince yourself that they still deserve your love and respect?

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Catching Up

More photo updates on my... mostly mundane past 3 weeks:

Korean BBQ one day during lunch time with Nai & Sam, we were so full we all nearly died. For myself, I fell asleep on the way back to office because of my serious food coma. 

Such a qt :3

He spent a lot of time cooking the meat for us, so I think he's responsible for 70% of my food coma :P

Nomnomnomnom

Some days I like my face.

Qt came to pass me something and I got to cuddle him briefly. 

Impromptu lunch with Kant at our favourite brunch place (also, they always have cheap prosecco deals). 


Sometimes I get lonely and need company, lololol.


Oh my baby :*
 
Lunch time with the tubs!


:3

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Transcience

What terrifies me the most is that we can use our whole hearts and still end up hollow. How terrible it is; to love tenderly and wholly, and still come up short. It's terrifying, knowing you have everything - and that everything can be lost. How do we live through such losses? How do we not mourn with every bit of our hearts?

This is all a mystery to me. My heart aches.