Recently, it seems so hard to get out of bed. A few days back, my mother came in waving something excitedly.
Mum: Look what this is!
Me: *open eyes a crack* What is it?
Mum: *wave postcard in front of my face*
Me: Oh! Postcard!
Mum: What is it? Who is from?
Me: *very blurry-eyed* Hmm… I think its New York! [...]
Archive for May, 2008
Postcard(s)
Posted in A Girl Named Bliss, Being Somewhere Else, Conversations on May 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Your Place in History
Posted in A taste for Melancholy, Arbeit Macht Frei, Quotes, Recycled Thoughts, The Art of Selling Out on May 20, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Wanqing came back from Europe yesterday (finally!), and brought back a happy bundle of magazines for me. Whee! I love them, and they make me very happy. Unfortunately, it is often a (very) short-lived happiness, which sort of compels me to buy more.
And it goes round and round.
Anyhow, one of the magazines is [...]
My Mother Tongue
Posted in Cocktail Hour, Complete Frivolity, Recycled Thoughts on May 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
My Chinese proficiency seems to have gone down the drain – I can only read really slowly, I speak in broken Mandarin and I can hardly write any Chinese characters anymore. Its an outrage – I am Chinese, and I feel I should be less of a potato
Tonight, I decided to go for [...]
Acknowledgements
Posted in Flashback, Recycled Thoughts on May 15, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I met up with a uni chummy just now, and I suddenly realise that its the one year anniversary of our theses! It is amazing how much can change in a year – something that was almost our entire lives, something that literally consumed us last year becomes something we laugh about now.
From such heaviness [...]
Hello, Panda.
Posted in A taste for Melancholy, Conversations, The Things My Boyfriend Says on May 13, 2008 | 1 Comment »
On the whereabout of chocolate pandas:
Me: *scooping ice-cream for afternoon munchies + making contented ooo-ing noises*
Boyfriend: *shuffle up next to me, popping Hello Pandas into mouth*
Me: Wheee! Hello Panda! *steal a few to eat together with ice-cream* Where did you get these?!
Boyfriend: *deadpan* Hello Panda Land.
The Boyfriend just left for Japan this morning, and I [...]
To Clap or Not to Clap
Posted in Arbeit Macht Frei, Uncategorized on May 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Serious meeting, no clapping.
- CK, on workplace etiquette.
Yesterday, I was a high level meeting, where quite possibly I was yet again the lowest life-form in the room. But I don’t like to dwell much on my (lowly) position in the Great Hierarchy because it somehow strikes me as irrelevant anyway.
So, someone had just wrapped up [...]
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This is where I write when I'm not obsessing about style over at Fashion Nation.
I can't think of anything witty to write here.
Its just your regular Shrine of Narcissism, you know? :)
What I Wrote
