Today, Cher came to my house for bible sharing session.
We ended up... having a bonding session.

wahahaha...

Some highlights of the day:

Cher came to my house with a pot of curry and 2 cans of chilled malt milo. I contributed some mooncakes for our meal. Its a wierd combi i know.. but who cares?! Its e company tt matters after all. We switched on the kitchen lamp and treat it as a full-moon (to shang3 yue4) while we savour the curry potatoes, chicken and mooncakes!
A toast of MILO to celebrate our friendship :)

I searched high and low for traces of lanterns and candles. But, the effort was futile. Instead, I found sth totally irrelevant - bubbles tt i bought from Toysrus when i was young. Wahaha.. but in e end.. we played bubbles and forgot abt the lanterns.

I had so much fun today. Thanx cher... you are my sunshine.
U nv fail to bring me hope and love :)

xxx xxx xxxx xxxx xxxx

..:Random tots:..

We played bubbles at the corridor outside my house.
That moment was special..
it brought me back to my childhood for a while.
I used to dance around dreamily in the midst of the bubbles,
while waiting for my turn to perform on the ever so vibrant stage.
Compared to the blasting music and fanciful lightings,
these bubbles just seem to belong to another world.

Ever so ready to plunge into the beautiful bubbles just before they burst.
Sometimes I stretch out my hands and try to feel the bubbles on my little palms. Wishing that they would linger on longer than they could.
But sometimes, we just cant change things according to our desire.

Perhaps, tts the beauty of it.

You just cant grab hold of it..

no matter how small it is.


Sometimes, I just wonder:
how we love to associate bubbles with the "dreamy" image,
yet,
we are the ones who are living in our dreamy states.