.: When Harry Met Sally :.

I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

I finally watched When Harry Met Sally.

And cried my heart out. It's been a while since I have cried over a sappy movie.

It's about time I did.

.: Kid's Prayer :.

Kid's Prayer

I want to know you Lord
You are a great big God
I'm young and do not know a lot
Come and be my all
I want to love you more
Giving you my life and all
You died for me
You sacrificed
I won't forget you Lord

I love you Jesus
I'll grow up knowing you
I love you Jesus
I'll grow up serving you
I love you Jesus
My life is saved by you
I'll never forget
Never forget
I grow up loving you

.: Mom's Kitchen :.

RM 100 and four hours later, I managed to A) bake 20 corn muffins B) bake two carrot cakes C) make an unbaked oreo cheesecake which is now chillin in the fridge.

I am exhausted, but am very very satisfied! :)

And, I haven't had anything solid the whole day as I was too excited to bake!

Something old; carrot walnut cake (click here for recipe)
Something new; oreo cheesecake
Something borrowed; mom's kitchen
Something blue; my mixing bowl! :)

.: What Am I To Do? :.

I don’t know why I am feeling so guilty about it.

On one hand, it is not my problem.
But on the other hand, because I knew about it, it is my problem.

On one hand, everyone deserves a second chance.
But on the other hand, if history were to repeat itself, I would be blamed for hiding these facts.

On one hand, he’s my friend.
But on the other hand, so is she.

The same covenant that he once said is just a piece of paper.
The same covenant that she will pour her whole life and soul into.

What am I to do?

.: Another Accountant? :.

Was blogwalking and the statement below from Bridget’s blog caught my attention.

“Ben said he probably take up accounting so that in the event he can't um balance & all those accounting stuffs when he's working, he can call Shanlyn to help! -.-”

To which I posted a comment
“Miss Bridget, you ask Ben if he’s SURE he wanna take accountin ah? after end up bein a boring, old accountant... just like..... JC :)”

To which Bridget replied
“Miss Siew. Haha he was randomly giving himself more options in the working world. Hahahah.

Since he's pro in Maths right, he tot...why not. -.- I doubt he'll be like JC. Oops, dun let JC see this. Ahhahaa..

But even if he will (which I still highly doubt), still can get pwetty, awesome gf like you la. Hahahahahahahaha :P”

Awwww… what a compliment! Thanks Bridget! Hehe :)

But then again, was Bridget trying to be sarcastic? Hmpf.

.: Matchmaker, Matchmaker :.

Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Look through your book,
And make me a perfect match

I am so happy for the engagement of my Kor and my good friend, YZhi....

And guess who matchmade them?

*wink*

So happy!

I am so gonna get a BIG (tax free) ANGPOW for my service!

So, anyone else looking for a match?

.: Kathlynn @ Reconciliations :.

Kathlynn needs to reconcile.

Kathlynn tries to reconcile.

Kathlynn can't reconcile.

Kathlynn tries again, and again, and again.

Sigh, if only I can just write it off as unreconciled differences like how the often use this term in Hollywood.

Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.

.: Ageing Ungracefully :.

A couple of days ago, my colleague was sitting at the cubical directly opposite mine, and was asking me how old I am.

I replied – “24 this year”

“24!?” she exclaimed, stood up from her chair, went to my place and took off her reading glasses to take a good look at me.

“24?!” she repeated.

“24…” she said, softly, almost whispering; as she settled down into her seat moments later.

Sigh. Do I really look that old?

.: Of Gold And Rainbows :.

There were many paths uncovering itself, before I decided to stroll down this.

And even until a few days back, there were still opportunities to explore other possible paths.

Promises of an even bigger, better pot of gold to be waiting at the end of these paths.

But for me, the big pot of gold isn’t what I want.

It’s the rainbow along the journey that I enjoy most.

Tho I may sound silly and stupid to decide to stick to this path instead of the more promising, lucrative paths, I am happy with my decision.

Afterall, I am venturing into this path in obedience to Him and enjoying the view of the rainbow along the way.

And what many don’t understand is that the bigger pot of gold ain’t gonna buy me that rainbow.

.: What Happens During The Late Nights :.

I found out about David Letterman’s alleged sextortion when I was tuning into The Late Night Show with David Letterman NTV7 on Monday night.

The show started off as usual, he was shooting a few jokes here and there. Then, he was sitting down behind his desk and went on to confess of what happened. After the first few sentences of saying how he found a few blackmail letter at 6am, threatening to reveal the “bad stuff” that he did, I was like – ok, where’s the punch line? And then he went on and on about how this guy was blackmailing him of $ 2 million dollars; and I was still like – ok, where’s the punch line? And then went about telling that he made a police report and how they arrested this guy; and it suddenly hit me that it isn’t a joke he was telling, but of what really happened to him.

He then confessed that the “bad stuff” was of him having sexual relationship with women at work. Woman or women, I honestly can’t recall.

Anyways, he is kinda in an uncomfortable predicament; being married and all. And I am still not sure if he had those affairs before or after he was married to his long-time girlfriend; who is a mother of their 6 year old child.

But I got to admire his guts for confessing and subsequently apologizing to various parties for his sex scandals.

.: How Much Do You Love Me? :.

I still sayang you even if you smell like rotten durians. *kiss on forehead*
(after consuming durian a couple of hours ago)

.: Goodbye, Hello Kitty! :.

Was feeling a lil bit blue yesterday.

JC came all the way to cheer me up.

We had a mini picnic, at our nearby playground, of packed dinner, a slice of Secret Recipe's Chocolate Indulgance, a bottle of Ice Cream Soda and some mooncakes from my house.

We lit my Hello Kitty lantern, which will be used for the last time this year as I accidentally set it on fire. It was an accident. Really!

Say bye-bye Hello Kitty. *a short moment to pause and mourn*

Anyways, he really made my day yesterday. We sat, ate, lit candles and talked about mindless lil things that doesn't make very much sense. But it doesn't matter. Coz it made me happy. It doesn't take much (in fact it only cost him below RM10) to make me happy, but I sincerely appreciate the effort taken.

It's just these very short and brief moments that I get to take a short gasp of childhood air before I drown again into being an adult.

So thank you again JC! :)

.: Of Receiving And Giving :.

From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked, said Jesus (refer to Luke 12:48)

In between being thankful and grateful for the endless stings of blessing overflowing from as far as I can remember; I feel guilty because most of the time, I feel that I am not worthy to deserve such blessings. More so, I feel that I do not know how to give back in return. How to bless others back.

Just a lil moody right now, coupled with me being sick (yet again) and drowsy from the medicines.

I want to give. Just that I don't know how to or what to. It just never seems enough, never seems justified.

.: Beanipet Turns ONE :.

Remember bout the cute BEANIPET that I have been talking about?
(Click here to refresh your memory!)

Well guess what?

They are turning ONE the 24th October!


And what is a birthday without a party right - with loads of presents and giveaways!

So head on over to BEANIPET and check out the goodies installed for us!

And since it's an open invitation - go around and spread the good news.

Afterall, we should be spreading the beani love and joy around!

Congrats BEANIPET on your FIRST birthday! :)

Cheers
xoxo
Kathlynn

.: Earth Move Under My Feet :.

I feel the earth move under my feet

I feel the sky come tumbling down



If you have not already known, it's a excerpt of a lyric of a song. By Carole King. What do you mean 'Carole who'? Darn, now my age is showing.



Anyways, even if you do not know who Carole King it, but I am sure that most of you already know bout yesterday's earthquake.



An earthquake with a magnitute of 7.6 hits the ground of Padang, in Sumatra Island about 6.16pm.



Some of us Malaysians felt the tremors and several high rise offices in KL was called for an immediate evacuation. I was not spared, as I was still in office at that time (tell me about it, I should be leaving for home at 6 sharp) and had to walk down (thank goodness it's down, not up) 8 floors, with high-heels (no laughing matter ok!).



But thankfully, no one was injured back in Malaysia, tho we can't say the same for Indonesia. About 530 dead , and this figure is expected to rise.



At night, JC and I said a lil prayer for the victims and families of this natural disaster.



Sometimes, we just take for granted how blessed we are to live in a country like Malaysia.