1) The year never tires. I’m expecting things to chill down after studies, but as a matter of fact it has become more pressurizing especially at work. Its almost as tho every day I live by a string of His grace sustaining the bigger set of shoes that greet my doorstep.

2) CNY is thus far, quite thrilling. I had a horde of my nephews and nieces running around my aunt’s place like malfunctioned duracell bunnies in a frenzy; which reminded me that 20 odd years ago, I was in doing the exact same thing at the same house.

3) Moment of epiphany in my aunt’s house when she mentioned never to use baby language. Even to adults.

4) 16 bots painted. 12 more to go.

5) I’m looking forward to getting a pair of monk straps. They’re not easy to find tho (dual straps), which is exactly why I want them.

these are single strapped. the double ones have two of the buckles. doh.

6) And a leather briefcase.A good old vintage styled full grain would be great, but because of the recent rise of the John Langford fanclub, I might just ditch the vintage messenger thing and go for something more… I don’t know. possibly hard-case. I’m parking that thought aside.

7) I don’t care what others think, but to me- shades of turquoise, teal and anything embracing the blur lines between blue and green is in.

via lookbook

9) I might consider Vlogging in the future.

10) Its always at the brink of parting before one unleashes the most honest of words. My aunt, why… her words take the cake for the most honest joke. She handed me an ang pow, pointed at the graphic on the packet and said “Here’s 3 flowers. Choose wisely; and whatever you do, don’t choose the prettiest. Bring her along next year”.

Gee, thanks aunt. On the other hand, I don’t think all withered flowers yield good fruit inside ‘em either. But I’ll err… have a lookout for all the horrendous women in the streets.