a tale of apples and gender...

the afternoons and evenings of revision have come and gone ...

the blood. the sweat. the tears. yes. it was a battlefield.

nagged. shouted. reminded. nagged.

'did i not go through this before?'

frustrated. overwhelmed. weary.

marked. pushed. nagged. again and again.

'cher, you must give us motivational cards ah...'

and so, channelling my inner martha stewart...

with Panetta and Zvonareva slugging it out on the court.

i cut. i wrapped. i tied. 40 apples & cards. 2.5 hours.

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finally. as of one hour and ten minutes ago,

the fours have completed their papers.

if there's one thing i learned in this entire process...

when receiving a prettily wrapped apple,

the boy tears away the wrapper, crushes it and munch on the apple.

the girl puts the apple in her bag, careful not to ruin the wrapping and bring it home.

{stealing moments}

we had so much fun with {little miss niece}.

she had so much fun with {little miss chatterbox}

she couldn't stop giggling. neither could we.

the boy had monday blues and so it was the girl's turn to spring a suprise. I grabbed the white bucket off my desk after school. rushed down to my favourite florist and bought the pretty blooms. this time, i fell in love with the sweetest bunch of tiny white flowers. florist calls them qin ren hua {lovers' flowers} sometimes she calls them starflowers. how could i resist? so with the cheerful orange yellow gerberas, quintessential forget-me-nots and a bunch of those romantic stars, i went home and started on the arrangement. even with the insanity at the back of my mind, i was really happy. doing something i love for myself and for the boy. pleased with the result :) i wanted to create the wild flowers picked from fields look. showed up at the boy's spanish class with the bucket of blooms. mission accomplished. sitting bright and pretty on his work desk now :)

{the sky} from Boat Quay as colleagues got together for a break.

beautiful bright sunny conditions make for pretty pictures.