27 July 2007 — Guys, this is your chance to run. As the title suggests, I’m gonna talk about women’s stuff… catch my drift? Don’t say I didn’t warn you…

So yep, it’s my off-day, and whilst I’ve had a pretty fruitful first half of a day, I’m now back in my room having a monster of a menstrual cramp. YES, I used the “M” word, told you to run when you could! So not happy Jen… so what does a nat have for curing period pain?

Herbal PMS cream, no-brainer tissue salts and Arnica, a homeopathic remedy, which is good for all muscular stuff. So since it is a kind of muscular cramp, just whack lah, no harm right?

But the point of this blog is… no I do not take some sick pleasure in divulging my female problems to the whole wide world… the point is that I wanted to show off my hot water bottle!

Isn’t it cute?!!! More importantly, I must point out that it’s my MAMA that got it for me. This is living proof that somewhere in that woman, there is a hint of sophisticated discernment, aka good taste. Not only that, but she paid good money for it! I promised I won’t disclose the amount lest my laoba skins her. She actually got it from one of those chi-chi shops along Ann Siang Hill called egg3 . 哇，好感人哦…

So yes, even though I am in pain, finally having the chance to use my very pretentious hot water bottle to warm my tummy makes it all better… Ahh… aiyah I very shallow one lah, you dunno meh?

If the pain does get any worse, there’s always this:

Yes, the “Rapido” version too. I’m no martyr.

But of course, the best cure for any sort of pain…

…is having one of these to reiki me. I just adore the fella. But what to do, here no can do.

So why am I still blogging when I’m suffering??? Don’t you know? Back in the old days, the signs and symptoms were so similar that they referred to menstrual abnormalities as “hysteria”; that’s where “hysterectomy” got its name. So why am I blogging? Well I must be crazy!

24 Jul 2007 — Ok ok I know I’ve had my issues with chemical-laden cosmetics and toiletries in the past, save for their exorbitant prices if nothing else… BUT truly people, I have found something that really works and is worth the arm, leg and kidney that it costs! Well, that’s what the spare one is for isn’t it?… When you get really hard up: starvation, a wedding, ridiculously expensive make-up. Yes, I have found my miracle cure. Need I even say it? SK-II of course.

I know, I know, this product is so over-rated it’s not funny. And usually I would disregard its said wondrous results as nothing more than mere marketing ploy, but then I started hearing my own friends vouch for it… and even so, I managed to stand my ground. Yep, even when everyone was telling me it was the absolute best thing I can do to prep my skin for the big day, I resisted and succeeded in resisting. But then, the last straw hit me, in the most unlikely form. When even a NERD like Adeline can tell me she now swears by SK-II’s Treatment Essence, that’s it lah! Adeline leh, so brainy so broke one also can bring herself to buy SK-II and somemore tell me it’s good, how can I a self-professed self-respecting vainpot withhold this expenditure?!? That would be SO WRONG.

When I told William about this, he “tsk tsk” me. How can you sell out like this? What happened to only using au natural, herbal-based toiletries?… What happened? What happened?!? I turned 30! That’s what happened. When a woman turns 30, she gains her god-given right to use whatever pharmaceutical grade cosmetics she wants, and she needs it! Yup, none of that mild gentle natural stuff for me no more. I’m at the stage of my life where I need the potent, hardcore stuff to max out what little shelf-life I have left. And Adeline and I both agreed that we have no pretensions about employing cosmetic procedures either. When the time comes, I will sensibly book myself in for some botox. Or perhaps even organize a botox and wine party, if it’s not too passé by then. Yep, I have absolutely no issues with some “extreme makeover” from time to time and I am certainly not above using it if needs be.

And so it got me. I got sucked in, I got sucked in bad… That trip back to Male, I made a stop at Duty-Free and got myself a bottle of the Facial Treatment Essence and also the Advanced Signs Treatment moisturizing cream, the big ones somemore, and when I got back to the resort I started using them religiously. Just three days in, I’ve only got one thing to say…. Shit!

Shit, if I had known it was THIS good I would have bought it before my wedding, I would have bought it when I first heard about it, even if it meant starving at that point. Man, I would have bought it when my skin was still pre-pubescent and flawless as a baby’s bottom! It is that good. I speaketh the truth here my good friends. My skin has become so much less problematic. It looks and feels so much healthier, smoother, firmer, more moisturized, and most of all, that infamous glow-glow-glow-glow-glow… Yup! It’s DEFINITELY there! My face is indisputably radiant! Just radiant! SK-II has breathed new life into it. If I was anymore dramatic, I might even say I am experiencing a rebirth.

So people, stop wasting your money on any other skincare product. If it’s not SK-II, it’s money down the toilet. And if you are trying to be difficult, skeptical and stupid like I was before, well then, that’s YOUR loss isn’t it?

Oh, but for those who are open-minded and wise enough to go grab your own bottle of “Miracle Water”, one more tip for you. The box suggests two ways of application, either using a cotton pad or using your palms directly. My advice: skip the pads completely! Use your brain, use your brain. Why waste that good stuff on some useless cotton every application when you could be using it later on your skin?!? At $170 a pop, every drop counts man.

And yep, if I were you, I would stop reading and go get it, I would go get it right now! Goodness knows how much time you’ve lost already?!?! Why are you still here?!?

18 Jul 2007 — So it’s been a while since you last heard from me, well lucky me, I managed to sneak away for another holiday. Yep, was back in Singapore for another 10 days the last couple of weeks. And yes, managed to surprise both my parents and William again. Billie was heading back for Aelvin’s wedding, and seeing how it was only 3 weeks since our last vacation, I thought there was no way I’d be able to go, but well, what do I have to lose by trying right? So I asked Tara, and she was like, “Sure babe, I don’t see a problem.” When your boss lets you go, you don’t ask questions, you just go.

It was nice to go back to do some catching up. ‘Cos the last trip, we were so swamped we hardly spent any time with family and friends, and before we knew what hit us, we were already shipping out. For those of you I didn’t see though, please accept my apologies but this trip was really very much a family-oriented trip, spending lots of time with parents, grandparents and nanny. Yeah, William and I finally got to meet his dad, whom we’ve not seen in 6/7 years! Made a trip up to Ipoh to visit his mum and also spent a couple of days in KL with his dad. As testament to how family-focused I was, even though the Great Singapore Sale was still on, I didn’t make a single trip to town and didn’t buy a single item of clothing!!! So thank you for understanding if you did not receive a call from us. Wendy, I did try to call you several times but couldn’t contact you. Will catch up next time k?

I’ve been back 3 days now and for some reason, I’m like heaps more homesick this time than I was last time. Somehow I miss William a lot more than the previous trip back, probably because I was still on a wedding high. This time I’m just so upset that I’m not going with him, that I won’t be living with him. I started pondering, so yes, I’m homesick, but where was I homesick for? And strangely it seems to be for Sydney. So much that in Male with a few hours to kill before the seaplane transfer, I found myself getting rather emotional at finding a couple of Aussie reminders in the local supermarket.

When I spotted the Blast dishwashing detergent, in my favourite scent no less, I started getting teary.

And these summer rolls, there were my favorites in Australia, there was no way I was passing them over!

You don’t understand… finding these things in the Maldives is like finding gold! Buying these items filled a bit of the void that was starting to engulf me.

I used to tell William with tinges of contempt that he could make any country home because having spent an almost equal amount of time in all the different places he’s been in, he doesn’t really have roots anywhere; he isn’t grounded. Well, I’m starting to feel rather displaced myself. I mean, this whole notion of being homesick for Sydney seems rather bizarre, and even bothers on being pathetic, considering it’s not really my home; we have no roots nor family there, and more likely than not, will not be returning for a while. Somehow though there is a definite sense of longing that I can’t quite ignore. It is undeniably tugging at my heartstrings more so than any other place.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not turning my back on Singapore, Singapore will always be home-home, and yes, I do still yearn to return at some point to live out the rest of my life. I’m just saying that at this moment, Singapore seems a little less relevant, my memories of it a little distant. As for America? What about it? As of now, other than the fact that Billie is there, it is of utterly no consequence to me.

Quite frankly, I don’t even think it’s so much the place that I’m pining for when I say I miss Sydney, but rather the imprints that Billie and I have carved out there, the life we’ve made. I miss being with him, doing stuff with him, hanging out with him. All those boring mundane usual stuff like having meals, grocery shopping, watching movies, sitting in front of our respective computers ignoring the other person for hours on end. Perhaps I’m just longing for it a little teeny weeny bit more now that we are officially married. Like that would really make a difference having been together the last 11 years?!?

Home is where the heart is, so possibly I’m homesick because he’s just not here. And perhaps I’m getting old, I’ve definitely felt the transition ever since the BIG 3-0, but I got thinking the other day, in a life of 70 odd years, I’ve already given up one year in which to spend with Billie, can I really afford to give up any more? Weiling once asked me, “How do you know William’s THE one?” And I replied, “Cause there are days when I think one lifetime is way too short to spend with him.” So in reply to my own question, I think not. This shall be my last stint. Luckily for Ah Bi, my biological clock is also ticking.

28 June 2007 – It’s been over two weeks since I got back to Hilton, and while the five week sojourn’s just a distant memory and it feels more like I’ve been back for two months, I must admit that on the whole, the state of affairs is heaps better than before. Well, firstly I no longer have to plan a wedding, and I no longer have to diet for a wedding, or exercise for a wedding, nor bug my husband to go chase after florist, hotel, bridal house, photographer, etc, etc, etc, MOST of all, Elli has left the building, more precisely, she has left the island.

Yep, by some strange turn of events, apparently right after I left for Singapore, she developed some health issues that needed to be addressed immediately. So she’s gone back downunder to get it sorted, following which she’s going on a vacation. So in the very least, she’s gone for a couple of months, that’s what she says anyway. Her actions though have suggested otherwise. She’s packed up all her stuff and had them arranged to be shipped home, she had a continuous chain of farewell parties leading up to her departure, and perhaps most telling of all, she left a bunch of us advance-birthday cards. Very 做做 if you ask me, but considering my birthday’s in November, and she’s supposedly due back in September anyway… hmm… in any case, it doesn’t concern Rachael and I anymore whether she returns or not, ‘cos someone else has already filled her space in our room! Yippee!

And phew! Cause Khallida the new Russian GRO is really nice, and as Rach says, just a lot simpler. And yes, she means it as a compliment! None of all that OTT drama that one would undoubtedly associate with my former roomie, what’s her name again?! These days, the room just feels so much lighter, as if the big black stormy cloud that was looming over it has finally dissipated away. Ah….

But actually it’s incorrect to say that Khallida is Russian, cause yes, she speaks Russian, but she’s actually from Kyrgyzstan, which is completely independent from Russia now.

I know, how exotic is that?!? So now, we have a Singaporean, an English and a Kurgis all living under one roof – freaking amazing stuff!

So was I sad to see Elli go? Erm, no comments. But one good thing that came out of it was that we finally nabbed ourselves some seats at Wine versus Chocolate in the Wine Bar (the one with the black sand from NZ), which brings me to the real crux of this blog entry. Seating no more than 10 persons at a time, this exclusive bar is usually out of bounds for staff, quite hard to get a seat really, but well, with Elli going away, concessions were made. Whoohoo! For those who have no clue what I’m talking about, well, basically in this private tasting, guests travel to the Dominican Republic, Cuba and Tanzania gastronomically to savour the cocoa from these different regions. Laurent, our resident cheese and wine expert then introduces three beautiful pairing wines, all with names that one can hardly repeat, and to top it all off, three pastry temptations created from the three distinct chocolates. Check out the menu, it’s so atas!

Tell me, is this not every woman’s dream dining experience? To die for lor. And I SWEAR, it’s not just a bunch of fluff, palatably the experience truly lived up to its description, if not better. And without further ado…

walls and walls of wine

spa chicks

Here’s Laurent giving the wine blurb in his very French accent

Tara giving it a go in her not-so-French accent

This wine-sniffing apparatus, whatever it’s called, is brilliant for extracting the bouquet… we just could not figure out why but strangely the aroma was so much stronger, smoother and sweeter than the regular glass. Awesome!

Just check out the number of glasses we had on the table!

Is this not a gorgeous sight – wine, chocolate and pastry X3! Yumm…..

Must be because I don’t usually drink much cause after those three small glasses, I was already in a very happy place. So funny too, because we had a team meeting later that night at 10.30pm. The rest of the spa team must have wondered why us managers and supervisors seemed to all be in such a good mood for that time of night. Haha! Oh well, it’s an island. We’ve got to live a little and enjoy these little perks.

So yep, overall, the situation is much better than before, and returning here after the wedding was a little less devastating than I had imagined. Having said that, I still miss my Billie like crazy of course… sigh… wished I was with him, ESPECIALLY because the last few days, he’s been in Puerto Rico wolfing down fresh seafood, salsa-dancing and having girls lapdance for him in strip clubs! @#$%! I OSO WANT! Yep, I’ve decided. That’s my next job title — professional ICANN tag-along attendee.

Oh oh oh, one last thing. Khallida says “Don’t believe Borat! Kazakhstan is nothing like what he makes it out to be!” Being a neighbour, I think we can trust her. Ciao people!

15 June 2007 – Back in the RV (River Valley, our secondary school) days, as you do when you are 15, we formed a clique of 10 girls. Over the years, several of us had gotten married and many have already become mummies of a kid, or two. A few years ago, a few tied the knot all within the same year, a bit taxing for the wallet with all that angbao giving… so imagine this year, haha, as another 3 of us held our weddings, not just in the same year, but all in May! Yes, isn’t it wild?!! Peiling & Fukky’s on 6 May, ours on 26th, and on the 27th, Peishi’s and Ken’s! I couldn’t believe my good luck, being able to attend both their weddings. It was so much fun! An entire month of merry-making from beginning to end!

It all began in Bali. Fukky’s family resides in Jakarta, so as a compromise on both sides, Peiling got her wish to have her wedding in Bali at the Conrad. She chose it namely for the Infinity Chapel, and boy, what a choice! The location was absolutely gorgeous!

The day itself began with the usual round of torture and torment the groom had to endure to prove his love…

…all worth it of course.

Just look at how beautiful Peiling is.
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15 June 2007 – My first off day since I’ve been back in exile, not counting the day I arrived of course… And geez I just realized you haven’t heard from me in like almost TWO FREAKIN MONTHS, which needless to say have been nothing short of being downright CRAZY!!!! Oh My Gawd… this whole wedding has DEFINITELY got to be the biggest endeavor I have undertaken, I think even worse than writing my Honours Thesis or moving to Australia then to Thailand then to Maldives! At one point, I was so dead-tired I told Ah Bi, “Can I go and sleep, and you just wake me up when the whole thing is over?!?” Really, we were so sleep/rest-deprived it wasn’t funny.

And don’t get me wrong, we had so many offerings of help, and indeed lots of family members and friends chipped in their precious time and energy, but there was also a ton of stuff that we had no choice but to do ourselves. How I WISHED I could have told someone, “Go do my gown-fitting for me” or “Go get my mani/pedi done for me” or better yet, “Go lose the weight for me” or “Go diet for me (whilst I pig out on ALL my favourite foods!!!)” but cannot right?… Sigh… some things still have to ga gi zou…

And of course the night of the 25th, there was just no way José that I could sleep lor… tossing and turning for the entire night. Meanwhile at 3am, William was still at Mustafa trying to find an outfit for his mum… and on that morning of the 26th, there were still so many things left undone!!!! Speeches unwritten, overnight bag not packed, guest seating plan incomplete, march-in music unprepared… Argh!!!! How we ever managed to pull the whole thing off is nothing short of a miracle, and Wil and I certainly could not have done it if not for the generous outpouring of warmth and loving support from those family and friends who lent a hand that day. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You know who you are. Eva, our videographer asked us towards the end of the evening which was our most memorable moment for the day, and yep, Billie and I agreed that it was the moment we first marched into the ballroom, seeing all our family and friends gathered together to celebrate with us. Actually at that point, I already wanted to cry, and prolly would have if vanity had not stood in the way… no, no, mascara running down my cheeks, so tak-glam… cannot cannot, must 忍…

All in all though, the day turned out to be truly enjoyable! The weather was fine, we had so many good laughs and certainly love was in the air! I have such wonderful memories of it, ones that would last a lifetime. The banquet especially, it was a BLAST! For those who weren’t there, our theme was 花样年华 (think Shanghai in the 1930s) and it was just REMARKABLE how everything came together in perfect unison. The floral decorations were stunning, the guests in good spirit partook by dressing up in their Chinoiserie best, the food was reportedly (since we hardly got to eat any of it) very tasty and thankfully sufficient, the songstress and live band we hired to perform Chinese oldies ala 周璇 and 白光 entertained and livened up the occasion, Sean and Sanchia were brilliant as MCs especially since we left them with no instructions nor program list, the banquet team deserved a standing ovation for their professionalism and prompt service, Elbson made me feel gorgeous and glamorous, William was charismatic and simply dashing, and the very best part was that everyone was just in such good and high spirits. It was perfect! Perfect!

And you know what else is great? To see the beam of pride and joy in our parents’ eyes. Other than perhaps the two of us, our parents must have been the happiest people alive. To see the look of pure delight on their faces that day… man… it was absolutely priceless.

Ok, without further ado, I know, I know, pictures, pictures! So here are just a few of William and myself in our different costume changes for the day…

The groom brings the bride to his home… accompanied by a shower of rice

Us in our traditional gear for the tea ceremony where we receive blessings from our elders

The white numbers again, but this is the evening look where I literally let my hair down

And here we are in our evening attire. That’s Elbson, the “magician” who completely transformed us!

There are much more pictures of course. For the full-length version, please click on the link below:

Tiffany & William’s Wedding

For those of you who have previously received the earlier link in an email from me, this is actually a more complete version with TONS more photos. And unlike the first link which were pictures chosen by the photographer, these ones were chosen by us – the day as we remembered it. So yep, if you’re still suffering from wedding-fever or would just like to relive the day, please feel free to browse through the album.

Once again! Thank you so kindly everyone for all your love, support and well-wishes. William and I are truly blessed to have you in our lives.

22 Apr 2007 — Strange how easily one’s perspective of things can change when you are cooped up, deprived and desperate. Remember how a few months ago, I completely dissed the Molton Brown shower gel we had in the gym showers? Well, having long ran out of my favourite natural bar soaps and having gone through several bottles of sodium laureth sulphate-laden, tuckshop-acquired Lux bodywash, last night after a long day at work, I thought I’d treat myself. And instead of tucking into a pack of cookies or chomping down on a bag of chips, I popped down to Secrets & Dreams and surprised myself with a bottle of Molton Brown’s “Heavenly Gingerlily Moisture Bath & Shower Gel”. A mix of Tahitian gingerlily, Indian tuberose, ginger and cardamom — I was completely seduced. Oh, and take my word for it, that night in the shower, I WAS in paradise. Sigh… the simple pleasures of life’s little luxuries. Artificial fragrances and colouring? Bring it on! And sure it costs me US$17.50 with staff discount, but you know, I felt like a princess and I TOTALLY deserved it.

20 Apr 2007 — OMG, OMG… the date draws nearer and nearer… yes people, William and I will soon be wed, the customary way that is, since we have already signed our legal binding papers back in January last year. The preps for that event was nothing compared to the monumental task at hand. But I’m glad to say that endless heated discussions and sleepless nights later, William and I are finally seeing eye to eye and making some headway at long last.

For one, we have finally compiled our guest list, gathered all their postal addresses (yah, like who even sends snail mail anymore these days?!?) and even finalised the wedding card design. Like geez… who would have thought that even the words on the card had to be sooo precise, like whose names comes first, the proper terminology of our ranking in terms of siblings, etc, etc.

Haha, and in line with our whole Oriental theme, we have opted to keep the traditional Chinese wordings in the cards. I love it! So campy! Now all that’s left is to get them printed and sent out… I know, I know, even our wedding co-ordinator is hurrying us, so not to worry, if you’re on the invite list, you will be getting them very very soon, and once you do, please RSVP ASAP. Wah liao… take our own sweet time to send out the invites but demand guests to reply immediately… like dat oso can?!?

Another thing that’s moving along rather than stagnating and fermenting is the layout of our wedding album. Yes… believe it or not, we are paying other people but doing the job ourselves. The designer that J&M got us just cannot make it lah… the way she designed the album was sooo cheena, and not in a campy way either! Just very very salah. It’s a very very thin line between what is campy and what is LC, and far too few people tread it well. Definitely not her! For instance, look at this one page:

Alamak! So secondary school autograph book right?!? So many “special” effects, somemore kena cheesy love poem?!! How to make it you tell me?… And the more pages I saw, the more my blood boiled… somehow or other, this designer with her putrid bad taste has succeeded in transforming our rather tasteful photos into a very run-of-the-mill JB-studio album!!! Argh!!!! And after several failed attempts of trying to convey the clean, slick look we’re after, William was so frus he decided: forgit it, we’ll just do it ourselves! Grrreat, another colossal project I have to somehow orchestrate remotely. But yes, weeeeks later, we are almost done.

We’ve also decided on the caterer for the day’s buffet — Elsie’s Kitchen. Yep, both mum and I somehow ended up picking the same company. Came with the recommendations of my Sam Yee; she’s gone through tons of caterers with all the parties she’s organised, so Elsie’s must be good! Peranakan food = lots of yummilicious spicy lemak stuff… sedap. I had a grand time looking through their various buffet menus to pick out the items we’d like. Top on my list: Sotong Youtiao and Or-nee (Yam Paste)! How long has it been since I had any of these things… TOO LONG! That’s how long!

Being rather productive during our last trip home, we have also settled on our actual day videographer and photographer. The former’s gonna be The Wedding Paparazzi and the latter, Tinydot Photography. TWP was friendly enough and we really dig their upbeat snazzy style of videography, but with Tinydot, wow… I really liked the guy from the get-go. Yu Hsin, the photog, was sooo affable and down-to-earth that he put us at ease from the very first, or actually our only, meeting. No airs about him whatsoever. And even with his busy schedule, the guy makes time for a blog (anyone who’s got a blog is naturally in my good books), where he talks passionately about his work, the couples he work with, and most importantly it seems, his family. Awww… you gotta love that! And of course he’s got a great eye and flair for capturing those special moments too. Oh, and I must admit, for the amazing work he does, his rates are still very very affordable.

Peiling was so pleased with the job he did for her ROM (sample above), she’s flying him all the way to Bali for her actual day, and she has confessed that she has utterly fallen in love with him too. Really, go check out his site oredi!
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11 Apr 2007 — One of our Thai spa receptionists, Jeab, just came back to the resort after a month. Other than the mangers who got mini elephant statuettes, the rest of us were each given a keychain. “Typical” you’d think. Well, there’s nothing typical about this keychain. In fact, I’ve not seen anything like it…

…and don’t think I would be using it anytime soon. Erm, yeah. I’d probably get one too many questions and/or stares. And I was thinking to myself, “Really Jeab, of all things out there, you really thought the tamarind fruit was the most appropriate thing you could give us as a keychain?!?” Why not a harmless apple or an innocent strawberry or even a banana? A tamarind. Really.

And then…

Wow, it really looks like the real thing. As it turns out, Jeab has tons of tamarind growing in the garden in her house. She brought lots back for the other girls – apparently, it’s a favourite Thai snack. They were shocked I’ve not had it before. I had to explain that no, tamarind does not grow rampantly in Singaporean backyards. In fact, most of us do not stay in houses with backyards. So they nudged me on, “Try, try.” Erh, tamarind? Isn’t it supposed to be real sour? Eeew… doesn’t sound appetizing ley. But ok, I’ll hazard a go, not the whole thing, just one teeny segment will do.

For all of you who are as suaku as I am, this is how it’s done:

Hmm… well, it wasn’t half as sour as I had thought. In fact, it was quite sweet, and actually very tasty! Ok, I’ve changed my mind. I will have the whole thing after all. In fact, pass me another two, or three. Fantastic, another au natural healthy snack. Lesson learnt — get out of your comfort zone, there’s loads of good stuff waiting to be discovered!

6 Apr 2007 — The mood has been kinda heavy around here recently, so I thought I’d lighten things up a bit by blogging about Hiromi’s birthday which actually happened couple of weeks back. Cause you know, birthdays always involves food, and food always makes for a happy, lighthearted occasion. On this particular night, we managed to get reservations for yet another restaurant — Vilu! First time for all of us again… yipee!

So before we went over to the other island, we gathered next door in Hiromi’s room. Opening a mystery gift from an anonymous sender — can you tell that the girls were filled with slight trepidation even as they unwrapped the present. Well, these days anything unlabelled is rather suspect, isn’t it? But it’s ok, it turned out to be a harmless little clock.

Moving on to more important things… like getting your mascara done just right. Heather at 18 needed some coaching from us lao zha-bor.

So as mentioned, Vilu is situated on Rangali island, the smaller one, so since we were dressed so prettily, we took the dhoni instead of walking. Oh well, 10 minutes on the dhoni, what to do leh?…

Take pictures of course!

Me too! Me too! Oh by the way, it was only 4 of us tonight. Yukiko had to work late, and Yukari so sad, she went to Male in the day to visit the dentist, and was meant to take the last flight back, but kena bumped off! Somemore she went shopping in the Italian boutique and specially bought a dress for tonight! So sayang…
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