so i woke up at 7 am to go to the gym before work (this takes a lot of effort btw). just a block outside my apt, i see this girl with a cool tattoo and i stared and for some reason trip over my foot to twist my ankle. not sure what to do with a twisted ankle except to ice it. but there goes my 3-day gym plan. GO SOUTH BEACH then i guess.

the diet says i can only have 75 cals worth of sweet snacks a day. i have been pushing it to more like 100-120(i get really creative with this sugar free stuff). i don't think 2 weeks of phase 1 is enough because i have too much of a sweet tooth.

still don't feel any thinner. maybe it's those sugar free puddings- so delish.

but whatever, at least it's taken me away from the buffet of snacks in the office pantry and i'm cooking creative now (inspired by culinary class too!).

go south beach!

it didn't take that much for ellen to convince me to try the south beach diet. she of all people is not a diet whore and so if she can do it, i know i can too.
and i'm so not a fad dieter but after her kudos for it, i bought the cookbook from the airport on the way back from AA.

and it's been 4 days and i haven't violated the rules yet! i am so impressed with myself but i will not reward myself with ice cream heh heh. (except i am finishing up the sugar free fudgcicle pops that lynette left behind months ago, but they're only 40 cals each and the carb count is negligible)

and instead of the usual broccoli and fried egg, i've started cooking all these fun and fancy healthy dishes. see, this is all good for me. :)

went to kate and justin's wedding this weekend and it was quite the romantic movie wedding. my first american garden wedding. everything was very simple and the group was small and warm. mostly just family friends and of course i was the only yellow-skinned person there (other than a few over-tanned orange white folks). the ceremony was short and to the point (very kate, yes) and they didn't "promise to love each other til death do us part" or even exchange "i do's". instead they had kate's sister read an apache love poem and justin's friend officiate the ceremony while the couple read their vows to each other. it was all a little untraditional in a very good way- no cheesy wedding march or long pre-vow speech- and was done in 15 mins.

we ate simple food under a white tent and danced after the reception. not anything like the grandiose banquets we have at home where the waiters serve the first course to Tahiti Big O and grrooovy disco lights and the bride has to do costume changes.

i still remember when justin used to sneak into our room in freshman year and spend the night with kate against the rules at martha cook (no boys from 12am to 12pm!). it's all very sweet and i am so happy for them.

working the 10-7 shift from tues to thurs this week. i wonder how much will power i can muster up to go running in the morning. think skinny!

according to shanmei there are two ways: plan A = plan anorexia and plan B= plan bulimia. so we always have to start off with plan A-- try to not eat too much. then if that fails, just throw it all up. haha.

brain is fried from work. time to rest.

my trusty omega (from xbf) stopped ticking two days ago. i was thinking this must be a sign. you know how when you're an emotional sponge how EVERY thing is some kind of sign. sign that he has stopped loving me. sign that maybe it's time for me to move on. sign that it's the end. or maybe just a sign that i need new batteries.

watched balzac and the little chinese seamstress. it was quite a wonderful film about love and youth (and of course everything in the movie was applicable to my life).

badass

going roller blading tonight at central park! this will be the first time in YEARS. xiu remember our days when we had those matching billabong bags and army mesh jerseys, baggy shorts and ELECTRONICA! oh we were SO cool. i actually still have my prodigy, chemical bros cds... but i have no idea where the jackal and spawn soundtracks are anymore. we used to blade EVERYWHERE, wear socks with slippers and sling our blades on our shoulders when we had to take the bus.

everytime my phone rings and an unknown number shows up on the caller id, i hope hard that it will be this familiar voice that i miss.

but each time i am just a tad disappointed. (happy but kinda sad you know?) it always is a familiar voice, not you-know-whose but that of either my mum or dad. they take turns to call i think. my mum likes to dial me on the speakerphone so everytime i answer and i hear the long pause before a frantic pick up, i know to anticipate my mother's "HEllo en!". and my dad when he calls always says, "hello young lady. so what's up. anything new?" then we always have these five minute conversations and i feel horrible that i am distracted and have nothing much to say to them. i think i am just a bad phone person. i've become really weak at holding a meaningful conversation and for some reason i'm always struggling to think of something interesting to tell people over the phone. i also constantly think of how to end the conversation or worry
i'm being really boring to talk to. maybe it's the last three years of phone relationship with my ex bf that has scarred me for the rest of my phone life.

my sister is thinking of vet school in australia. i think if she ever were to work, being with animals would be most ideal for her. i hope she sticks with it. would be a good career to pursue i think.

tonight someone called alcohol the social lubricant. how very apt.

last night lynette and i went to this social mixer which was lame because there were too many ugly semi old professionals who were not too appealing even in a professional way. and because this was technically a "networking" event, they would shamelessly ask for your business card and "oh what about your cell phone?". to think i was hoping to have fun.

national day i'm going to be going to some singapore society event at the singapore mission. maybe we'll get a webstream of the parade. if not, at least i hope we get lot of food.

culinary class last night was fun except there were too many old people and ladies who were flirting so hard to get laid by the average joes in class. learned knife skills and how to sear meat. we made gazpacho and our own vinaigrette. i'm glad i don't like dressing on my salad because now i know just how much oil there is in it.

i'm feeling a little better now maybe because i'm too busy at work to think about sad things. weekends seem to be the worst because i don't feel like i can throw myself into fun right now.

my mother who is a saint in her own right gave my cousin the task of buying all these fancy japanese goodies from narita to cheer me up. so last night we had a tasting feast of all these fancy things like mushrooms-shaped biscuits with green tea/red bean flavoured caps, lemon cheesecake flavoured cones, green tea truffles, miniature choux pastry. yum

seeing happy couples all over the place makes me so jealous!