It has been an interesting weekend.

And of course, people you thought were no longer there would all spring up from nowhere and you know with ample comfort that, they are always there.

Thank you all.

There is nothing that was expected of him to be done or said that wasn’t, and I listened on with plenty of numbness or watched on with plenty of indifference as the oh-so familiar scenes played themselves out. Promises that sounded empty dissolved in the breeze as it became a one-way plead – one that he cannot handle the rejections and shun away from them, yet he forcing those words I want hear nothing of on me.

Every little thing said is a humiliation, and a bare reminder of what happened.

You know ah, the repetition is like such. Teary eyes, beady eyes, puppy look of devastation, and then endless pleading with attempts to try to hug you to calm you down. When you give absolute no, then give the cool “so be it” face and walk off.

Nonetheless, the weekend wasn’t one of its joy.

And this awfully sweet chap made me laugh:

Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
ehhh are you ok?
Scarlett Ting says:
yup?
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
if it helps i provide assassination services
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
arson will cost abit more
Scarlett Ting says:
why arson a bit more?
Scarlett Ting says:
giggles. u make me laugh
Scarlett Ting says:
hahaha
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
ehhh arson quite tricky to leave a clean trace mah
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
oso got package
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
torture den kill
Scarlett Ting says:
really tell me which onbe is the most painful u can tink of
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
torture den kill den arson
Scarlett Ting says:
ah sounds like music haha
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
haha
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
some ppl prefer the tie the guy up and force him to watch barney
Scarlett Ting says:
hmm the tying up might turn him on and he hates barney
Scarlett Ting says:
sounds like awesome
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
oh
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
tying turns him on
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
got the jesus christ alternative
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
nail him to the chair
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
den usually bad ppl need to detox them of their filth and sins oso
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
so need acid
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
tt one first litre is free
Scarlett Ting says:
wahahahahahaa
Scarlett Ting says:
all sound pretty… mild
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
juz the appetizer mah
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
usually i oso dun advise the ppl who were victimized to join in the torture
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
cuz they can get quite emotional and end up killing the guy too fast
Scarlett Ting says:
hahahaha!!!!!!
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
you want maximum torture
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:

Scarlett Ting says:
dun sound very the torture
Scarlett Ting says:
maybe like castration without anaesthesia
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
you noe like ermm
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
banana split
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
when they slice the banana into fine slices
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
i dun understand y ppl like to juz cut it off with one chop at the base
Kyros: april is the cruellest month says:
like hello? all the nerves are the the tip?

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS…. OUCH.

So cute lah. And I know it was his unconventional effort of bringing a smile to my face and telling me that he is there for me instead of making it a sombre topic. Thank you, it worked magic.

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And the weekend went on brilliantly with a cute start to Saturday morning with guests over!

Cat and Eileen brought Kitty and Rene over after they had a swim, and Minibean had playmates!

I realised I must have lost a great deal of weight because there wasn’t any pair of shorts(those with elastic band one somemore) I could wear without potentially setting myself up for gross public indecency.

44kg.

It is almost reaching my all time low in 2001 when I had my braces on – 43kg. And I will be 20kg lighter than my peak pregnancy age. Hehehe.

Eileen and Cat exclaimed how my tush is gone, I used to have a tush no matter how skinny I was back in those days.

And I really ate all the fatty stuff and chocolate bars today in an attempt to pile on some weight and fats for my next big date out(application forms can be requested from joewei.ting at gmail dot com, and all submissions will be vetted by Miss Efbobofy and Miss Potatomus) so I could fill my dresses nicely.

Can’t wait for the picture to be out of the 3 of them standing side by side in red and pink and posing for the camera.

Minibean was so happy to have playmates and I looked on to Cat with ample envy as she is expecting her 2nd one, and how she has such a loving husband.

Minibean was being an angel, albeit a kaypoh one as she tried to feed the other girls(and mummy!), and getting me to drink my iced Milo, and getting the girls to drink their water.

And I saw the benefits of her mixing with other kids, teaching how important it is for her to love and to give.

We ordered in McDee’s for lunch and updated each other. The thing about having friends like them is, no matter what happens in your life, how much your life has progressed since they know you as the braces-clad girl or whatever… they will always be there, and you can always pick up where you left off like you, or they, were never faraway.

And the little one is already venturing into the dangerous phase – she will watch commercials and ask us to buy her Kinder Breno!

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In the evening, it was dinner with Aunty Dorene and Aunty Naomi with Minibean at Holland Village.

Met up with Aunty Dorene at Al Dente, before we headed over to Essential Brews for drinks with Aunty Naomi, where Minibean was traumatizing charming the patrons when she was fascinated by the balloons brought by some vibrant group who was celebrating someone’s birthday.

I told Aunty Dorene how once I spent a night here till it was 5am(with people walking past wondering why the lights were still on and the doors locked) to try every tea selection, and just had a nice, long chat with an old flame friend. Everything was so simple, so innocent. It must have been near Christmas cos I remember the Christmas tree.

I watched on with plenty of envy. Youth. Happiness. Free-spirited. And loving friends. It is so good to be young. Alas, it won’t be again for me.

She hijacked the attention over so often, and when they were taking picture, she ran over to be part of it, to a point I was exclaiming pretty loudly, “Ai yo! Whose child is that? Running around? The mother never take care of her ah???”

I went to pack some dinner for my mum when I suddenly felt an overwhelming giddiness and a tightness to the chest.

I started to breathe a little difficult and was trying hard not to collapse.

It was somewhat very unwell yet I can’t quite figure what was it.

I ended up lying down on the seats cos I was beginning to feel unwell.

They sent us to Aunty Naomi’s to pick up the car, and I asked for a moment for a breather.

It was that moment I broke down as I mumbled, “I think he is right, I don’t want Minibean to grow up a mum with a sick mind like me.”

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A lone, red rose(the irony, the mockery “red roses are only meant for you”) was found on the stack of messy shoes outside my house this late noon.

Like how last night a bag of grocery with a book with a “heart-baring” note was found hanging out there.

Mum asked if I have a new suitor and nagged, “Go find a good man and get married can? You are almost 30, time to look for a good man and settle down.”

It is funny isn’t it? When she sees him around so often to know that we were still seeing each other, and she is still nagging me to find.

I also want. Hahaha. And I laughed and said, “People always say get married is to give birth early, I already got Minibean… not bad already can?”

I wonder why we women are always on a neverending quest for love, and to be loved. And then when you stop, pause and think, gee, I am almost way past my sell-by date.

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From Perfect Cut.

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So many things to do tonight and I succumbed to watch Star Awards so I can have something to bitch and criticise.

Like how Perfect Cut should be a winner in so many senses for me.

So I should leave my reading and finishing my CSI later, and forsake X-men on Channel 5.

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Suddenly there is something to look forward to in May.

Mothers’ Day again! I think I will give my mum a big ang pow though it is going to drain my very tight finances with me saving up for my own place.

I feel like bringing Minibean out for a picnic!