February 2012
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“In summary: When Elizabeth Wurtzel’s life went well, she was happy. As...”
– Prozac Nation, as reviewed by Douglas A. Smith http://www.antipsychiatry.org/br-pro-n.htm
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Specially for Megan
I’ve posted this picture before but this is really the only picture I have with Megan. Apparently there’s a German saying that if you meet a good person, you will meet him/her at least twice in your lifetime. Even though Megan is thousands of miles away, she’s been a really good friend. The morning after, after having had 2 hours of sleep, I remember reaching for my iPad and...
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The things that make me happy
It is somewhat confusing how one day can be so different from the previous. Yesterday was a 2 and today I rate it an 8.
Brunch. Or breakfast, depending on what time food is consumed.
Today, I had brekkie with Joel. He’s a friend I’m really thankful for. We’ve been friends since end 2003. He’s seeing someone now but we’ve still remained good friends. We have great...
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New books
I have two new books to add to my ever growing collection of cookbooks, most of which were amassed in London from Amazon. Books delivered to your door - none of that luging, unless you get it delivered to the office but of course. I’d previously told myself, “No more books. You don’t know where you’re going to be in 3 months or 6.” Back then, I thought I might be...
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“All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.”
– Henry Ellis
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Tidying Today
I don’t profess to be the tidiest person around. In fact, I’m a little bit of a schizo when it comes to organisation/disorganisation. What I do like are clean lines and minimalism when it comes to storage: the more unobtrusive, the better. So imagine my horror when my mother (bless her) started filing my papers in random D-ring files - bright red ones, a muted pastel green one, a...
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Yesterday
Yesterday was a really full day for me. I did a lot more yesterday than I have done in the last two months. I feel.
My parents “dragged” me out to lunch at their fave hor fun place again - my dad loves it. Enroute, I came across (almost literally) a hole in a wall shop and bought a royal blue blouse. Then we went to visit my dad’s friends’ shop - Yong Gallery, here’s...
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Ipoh Hor Fun in Singapore
I love Ipoh hor fun. It’s one of my favourite local dishes, considering it’s not really local since it is from Ipoh (supposedly). I’ll leave the googling of what hor fun is to you but essentially, it is a thin, flat rice noodle, sort of the same shape as a tagliatele but made from rice flour. Hor fun, in my opinion is not to be confused with kway teow, which is also a flat rice...
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““My heart is a traitor,” the boy said to the alchemist, when they...”
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Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist.
In 2010, my heart was telling me that it wasn’t right. But it only told me part of the truth. It didn’t tell me that things haven’t been right for a very long time. If I had even listened to that mustard seed of truth, things might have been...
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“He was still too young to know that the heart’s memory eliminates the bad...”
– Gabriel García Márquez, Love In The Time Of Cholera
I never did finish the book. I left it in London. Looking through some of my photos of New York, I was reminded of this passage in the book. Was I happy then? Yes without a doubt. Did my world crash? Of course it did. But I was happy again. And...
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New York 2012
New York was somewhat planned for the fall of 2012 - for my birthday actually. I had great hopes and dreams and plans, new places to go, new things to try. Flights and accommodation have even been booked. I don’t know what’s going to happen with those tickets and perhaps I might not stay at the Sheraton by Central Park, but I’m hoping and planning to be in New York this...
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