I have been wanting to get an Urban Decay Naked eyeshadow palette ever since forever. YouTube beauty gurus have always been singing praises about it, and even my makeup artist at TV3 (back when I was a newscaster) highly recommended it.
Poignant. That is the word that probably best sums up how I felt when I finally finished Kazuo Ishiguro’s “The Remains of the Day“.
Amy still has a couple of years before she is due to start school, so naturally, you’d think I still have a lot of time before I’d have to start thinking about potential schools, right?
Wrong.
Well, actually it was less than a day. Just about two hours to be exact.
It was my sister-in-law’s last day in Melbourne and we didn’t want to spend the day at home, so we decided to pay St Kilda a visit! Even though it was 13 degrees… brrr. And the wind at St Kilda was icy cold! I seriously had brain freeze after being slapped by the wind for that two hours.
Dear blog,
Sorry for my absence. I’ve been pretty preoccupied lately, what with Alistair becoming more mobile and cheeky and bent on disturbing his big sis. My daily task and goal is now to pry Alistair away from stealing / breaking / snatching Amy’s stuff, and also to stop Amy from prematurely scolding Alistair (for his inevitable stealing / breaking / snatching of her stuff).
Dear God, what should I do?
Sophie stares at her feet and tries to think straight, which is really hard. The dim lights and soft music have already made the night more romantic than it should be, and now, his arms are around her. Everything feels so right.