Christmas market in Munich

Continuation of more dinosaur-old backdated entries… This time of Munich in December 2012!

Lots of pretty Christmas decor.

Headed to the Christmas market at Marienplatz in Munich, which is also famous for this clock tower:

With Sarah:

Ending off with one of my favourite treats in Europe - Nutella crepe!

Back then...

Happened to reminisce with a friend about our younger days…

"Please lor, talking about dorky."

"Can't beat me using my mom's card to buy Farmville money"

"I had the most awesome farm"

"And during seasons I would redecorate"

"That's why I needed money"

"For a Christmas reindeer sled"

I loved games like that… Farmville, Cityville, Sims… In fact "younger days" refers to me like, 2 years ago. And in fact in fact, I would still love to play those games if I had people to play them with! I was so sad whenever my virtual neighbours lost interest (which they always did) & stopped playing…

I wish I could play these games again but there's always a million & one things to do & I'm afraid that once I start I'll be even less productive than I already am (which judging by my blog updates, is EXTREMELY unproductive). Oh woe thee growing up…

Nowadays blogs all seem to be a competition of seeing who is more "lifestyle" - who travels more, who goes to the best brunch places, who has the nicest clothes, who can recommend the best desserts…

I'm as guilty of that mindless picture-spam (though I suck at that lifestyle thing because it generally involves being awake before 3pm & night-time OOTDs just don't cut it) & maybe that's why I slowly lost interest in blogging… because I feel like I have nothing worthwhile to say anymore? Or maybe I still do, but I just don't know how to anymore, or I forgot how.

I'll read my archives & be like, "Where did that girl go? She used to be so interesting" 

(YES I WAS VAIR INTERESTING END OF DISCUSSION)

Now my reflex is that like… if I blog too many words people will lose interest (like now). Attention spans are getting shorter & shorter. Everything is bite-sized, instant & straight to the chase.

I remember this line I saw - "It's not an adventure if it's not on Instagram"

And it's so true. I look at some couples & I see the ridiculous amount of effort they put into making their relationship look amazing on social media. Who are you trying to prove your love to?

Or how even I myself said earlier on today that I would want my proposal to be done in the company of my friends because somehow recounting the event to them instead just seems less… nice.

It's like… your experience isn't worth anything anymore if other people can't witness it.

Telling a story has become so much less consumable than clicking a "like" on Instagram.

Well I'm rambling. 

Goodnight.

Kerastase treatment

Urghhh in Photoshop I always use my saved Actions (you can record a series of actions & play it each time rather than having to do each action) to resize my pictures. It usually works fine. Then once in a while I'll realise that my stupid Photoshop changes my actions & saves it as super low image quality -_-

Hence the result below.

Anyhow, I remember that for my recent Osaka blogpost a few people commented about my hair haha.

I have rather frizzy, flyaway hair :(

It doesn't get tangles & is pretty healthy (considered all the crap I've done to it) but after a while it starts looking bushy & frizzy so that's when I decide it's time to go for hair treatment!

I used to colour my hair really often & so for the time being I've stopped doing that.

The last time was… in August I think?

So the top 5-months-worth-of-hair-growth is my natural colour!

The treatment my Salon Vim hairstylist (look for Stephanie!) did for me is the Kerastase treatment!

This time she used the formula for dry hair so as to help my hair repair itself & look healthier.

It looks so much better since the treatment!

Much less flyaway & frizzy.

I sleep with my hair up like this by the way! 

It's been a habit since young & I don't move much in my sleep so it generally stays fanned out like that.

My hair a few days later! Still looking very healthy :D

(mirror-imaged the left side to hide my messy room haha)

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Zurich winter

Just a reminder that all these pictures are from December 2012 :x

I know, I'm horrible. But I pretty much look the same anyway right?

Anyhow, the streets of Zurich were lit up with Christmas lights so it was pretty nice!

Went into a random Swiss restaurant for dinner!

Sarah & I wanted to try the Swiss fondue so we decided to share one set menu since the portion seemed large enough (and it was pretty pricey…). But as soon as the waiter realised we intended to share the set his moustache bristled in indignation & he said, "but miss, this is a RESTAURANT!" which left us caught in very cheapskate-Asian headlights… So we had to order a rosti to go with it :x

The fondue was good though it gets jelat fast, but the rosti was just mediocre. Like… I can probably get better rosti at Marché. The final bill cost something like 70 SGD per person $_$

Zurich is quite pretty! The mountains are nearby too, so you can plan a day trip up to ski or snowboard but unfortunately we didn't plan for that so we had no time :(

This is the ETH Zurich University! They're located atop a hill so they've got a great view.

Made 2 friends the night before, Enrico & Stefano. Stefano is a PhD student at ETH so that's why we were at the university. Ironically enough neither are Swiss lol. They're Italians!

Caught a tram back down to the city area!

Kind of cute, but surely a pain in the ass during the student rush hour.

*sings* "How much is that doggy in the window? The one with the waggedy tail!" *sings*

Tons of One Direction accessories at Claire's...

Wanted to buy this for friends who love Hello Kitty but it was like 30 Euros for one!

Haha slanted buildings.

That evening we caught our train to Munich, so those would be the next few posts!
For December 2012 I did Paris -> Zurich -> Munich (here I part ways with Sarah) -> Paris (for Christmas with my family) -> Stavanger (to visit Vivaleng). I have a lot more backdated posts :x

Ok that's all for today! :)

2013

[2014 edit]

Drafted the post below sometime end 2013. I hate writing these things & I hate even more re-reading them because I always feel so foolish the next day -_- I sometimes used to tear out & throw away diary entries for this precise reason. At that moment all you're feeling is "I'm sad & I just want to be sad", but the next day you're like, "Omg wtfbbq was that omg I am so embarrassing get a grip on yourself".

Nonetheless, it was a big part of my 2013. 

I've some other entries drafted that I may one day put up when I find them less mortifying… 

Anyhow, I'm much better now!

Cheers to 2014!

*inserts Whatsapp muscle arm emoticon*

[/2014 edit]

I don't usually do these reflections/resolutions because well… I hate acknowledging the shortfalls I guess. But this year I've too damn many. I really need to wake up. To sum up my 2013, I became retarded with age.

I haven't updated this space much. Aside from losing the drive to blog & altogether having lost the drive to put my thoughts into words, I've spent many weeks having to hide how I'm feeling. I always feel like I have to be so careful about everything I say, when really all I want to be able to say is how much I'm hurting. 

2013 flew by relatively decently for me in terms of school & work. I finally closed a chapter on my education & entered a new one & I'm grateful that both thus far progressed relatively smoothly.

This year however, I made far too many mistakes & far too many stupid decisions. I became weak, so weak. I accepted & put up with far too many things I never should have. I let toxic relationships continue when I should have put a stop to them, or never started them. I gave in all the time, I let myself get sucked back in, & I let myself get hurt, over & over again. I said once, earlier this year, about how I didn't even feel anymore. That turned out to be false. I feel, a lot, & I wish I could stop it. I was a stronger person 5 years ago & it's horrible to think that if my younger self saw me today, she would be so disappointed.

I don't even know what to wish for in 2014 anymore. If they say that time heals all wounds, then I hope it passes faster. Despite some previously bad experiences, I had never felt afraid to enter a new relationship, or to put myself out there again. But now I am. I'm scared of hurting this much again, scared of how many more of these I might have to go through. Yet at the same time that's all I crave, for someone to take me away from all of this.