Over the weekend, much running around was done with some crisis management in hands, and getting endlessly worried, though at the same time, trying to make others less worried.

It must have been a not-so-good year with many things happening to friends around me, and there was this recent day, not so long ago, that at the SAME TIME, SAME NIGHT, SAME THING, happened to 4 individuals at the same time, when they are not related or whatsoever.

How creepy is that?

It is going to be challenging for many people for the days ahead, but I guess it is just a natural process of how we handle with whatever cards life dealt with us.

Sometimes do you realise we find it easier to go out of comfort zone of speaking to people, seeking for help, believing in what we do so, having a passion for what we speak when we are doing it for others, and it gets harder when it is actually for ourselves?

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Some pictures which I had been too lazy to share.

A tiny piece of peace I found at some secluded area, distracting the cluttered mind from worries, plans, steps and circles of thoughts.

Of course, the only picture of the Fishery Market, since I was too chicken to even stare at the other dead fishes, much less to take pictures of them.

Was supposed to return on Saturday night with other friends, but the plan didn’t realise after a drive-around Singapore proved to be too tiring for one of them, understandably so.

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So I didn’t really set out what I set out to do over this weekend, though I had procrastinated it for a long time.

I can only try again to keep our BIG (but unrealistic dreams) alive, hahaha.

Had a nice dinner at Hoo Ha Cafe again, before heading to the East to get my pampering treat for myself, and along the way the plan to head to Jurong Fishery was dropped, so we ended the evening somewhere in the middle of the island.

It was perhaps near midnight when I finally got back, and despite the fatigue, the little one was less than forgiving with her quest for attention. Though there was this part she managed to subdue herself a little, and had her head on my laps as she sang twinkle twinkle little star to me, and I joined in in chorus, patting her head, and she turned up and stared at me in the eyes.

I tried to pluck my armpit hair, but it proves to be a big NONO because she ended up saying, “Mummy I help you!“  and pinched my armpit, real hard.

Ouchie.

NOTE TO SELF: Never pluck any other hair in front of her again!

I was a little impatient and went on a sulking quiet protest, and she did her usual pounce-on-Mummy-to-tell-her-I-love-her-and-throw-in-a-big-wet-kiss.

I didn’t bulge, and I did my physio exercises, before lying down and sleep, while softly babyvoicing (oh dear, I still have IT) her that I was very tired and I am so sad she is not listening to me. I wonder who is the baby now.

She actually lie down quietly and then spoke in a soft babyvoice that she loves me, and I sayang-ed her face, hugged her, and we said a night prayer together before we went to sleep. I was knocked out in record timing. 2 weeks and still no solid rest.

I. AM. ALMOST. DYING.

I was woken a few times with her legs in my face, and her hand clawing my chest. There was this part she was crying in her sleep and I hushed her with And a few times I caught myself waking up in fear when I had treated her like my chowchow. But she is tough girl.

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Left her in bed before leaving the house this morning in the rain.

What a nice weather to be sleeping in, and wasted to be out.

However, halfway through, was feeling too unwell and had to leave early just so I could get home and get medicated.

After I finally got to pluck my armpit hair, I actually fell asleep and found the weekend over before I actually found it beginning.

I take pride in the tiny things.

Like how I was able to do a bit of reading by a small pond which was teased by the drizzle (though the pain was too much to bear that I couldn’t even absorb much). I finally got the time to read a little, chill a little, breathe a little, blog a little. I collected my purchase (so many many many many awesomeness!). Got a deal in the bag just as week ended. And despite all the fatigue, Minibean fits into the schedule too.

Only thing? My Like button is still sucky! Hmphf.

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Oh.

This is a note I saw on a P-plated car on my neighbour’s windshield.

Poor chap, meet such a rudie, though his parking was really quite bad, but that’s why his P-plate is there I think.

Reminds me of the rudie that left me THAT ridiculous note, that made me don’t know to laugh or fume.

I need nicer neighbours, I think.