In a really strange way, I am actually happy to live alone. I have always been told that oh, it will be boring and all. Even my Dad was concerned that I would be lonely. But no, it is actually really great!

Of course I do miss my old roommate, but yea, I do enjoy what I have now as well.

I like arranging my house. Making sure that it is clean and all. What I mess, what I clean, I know I have done it, and I will not get flak for throwing my stuff around. I am trying to be more organised though!

I love that I have the entire run of the house. That the house is usually silent. I do not turn on the television at all. Barely watch it back in Singapore. In fact, I do not touch the television at home. I only watch programmes when my family watches them and I happen to walk past.

I enjoy going out with my friends who live nearby and in the same building. At the same time, I love that I can come home, listen to my podcasts, unwind and not have to talk to anyone.

I have learnt to go to the market, go grocery shopping etc myself. I am glad and thankful that I have friends who share similar interests and who I can talk to. Else it would be really dull for me.

Living alone has made me more excited than ever about my future house! I always jabber on about my future house with Gerard. Whether or not he would actually be living with me in it! Haha. I am planning colour schemes, room allocation (I GET MORE SPACE!), designs, ideas etc. I know, I know, madness right? But I love it! Knowing that Gerard is not going to take much of a role in the designing and furnishing of the house, means that my ideas will most likely be fulfilled. Except when they are ludicrous, then he would most likely put his foot down, and that’s that. Pfft.

I want to have a house that I can be proud of. That I can invite my friends over and yet have my own space. That is not to say that I intend to entertain much. I much prefer to have as few people as possible over.

I would love to have a house like Gerard’s. Where I feel relaxed and calm when I go in. Where I feel happy and peaceful. Where I can nua (laze) around. It is the atmosphere. I hope I can make Gerard feel that way about our house next time! He will so force me to be more organised. Hoho.

On a different note, I need to take outfit pictures! Pfft. Due to the cold weather, I tend to layer more and try out new “styles”. Anything less than 20 degrees Celsius is cold to me. Sometimes I get really really weird stares. Once really. When I wore my sister’s striped bright blue and black ‘Miss Sixty’ tights. They had these big holes (intentionally) at the top where my thighs were. I pulled up the tights to cover the holes. And I wore shorts. Sadly, the tights rolled down, showing the holes and my fat fat fat thighs. Massively hideous. Seriously. I later changed to knee-length pants. Phew.

I have an entire list of things to do! Pfft!

Hugs and kisses to Miss Poh, Miss Teng, Miss Chua, Miss Kang (whom I bet never reads my blog. Haha) and Miss Lim. I remembered all your surnames! Jenius! Haha

Oh yes, hugs and kisses to Mr Png too. Just cos we were never meant to be together does not mean that I still do not love you! Haha.