When left alone to my own devices, I become quite the hazard to myself, with all these weird quirky thoughts surfacing outta nowhere. A few chosen ones:
- I wonder if I can get away with second-naming my kids after my favourite pieces of Ikea furniture. E.g. My daughter would have Tindra as her second name, and my son could be called Erserud.
- My dream job right now is to be a travel writer. Immediate mental image: myself sitting serenly on a camel, happily writing about the Sahara while effortlessly making my way across the middle of nowhere. Nevermind the lack of water or sandstorms or freaky desert accidents or the poor camel's plight.
- I'd like to be tall (5ft 6") for one week in my life.
- I care about a lot of people, but I don't think half of them are even aware I do. And I have no intention of telling them either. I wonder if the same goes vice versa, and if I have any invisible guardian angels out there (narcissistic much? :D)
- I'd like very much to have a super power. Particularly, telekinesis. I'd NEVER get out of bed :D
- Human beings have an amazing ability to accomodate and adapt. To anything- change, new surroundings, new people, new circumstances. Sadly, they seem to be blissfully ignorant/ just plain unaware of this trait.
- Why aren't there Hugh Jackmans/George Clooneys/Chris Daughtrys in Singapore??! Or even in Asia??! (budget flights were invented for this reason no?)
- I'm pretty sure there's someone in this world who looks just like me (or several even?). I wonder what it would be like to meet her (gosh, what if it's a 'him'??) and whether we'd hate each other on sight for being so gorgeously similar :D I hope personalities are polar opposites though. And we're the same height :D
- I hope that if I'm 50 and still alive (ever the optimist), I'll still be somewhat similar in person to who I am now. Just to remind myself, I'm going to write a letter to me at 25, seal it, and read it when I'm 50.
Quote...unquote
I came across this today during the endless hours of procrastination:
'There comes a time in life when you have to let go of
all the pointless drama and the people who create it,
and surround yourself with people that make you laugh so
hard that you forget the bad and focus solely on the good.
After all, life is too short to be anything but happy.'
So nicely said :)
all the pointless drama and the people who create it,
and surround yourself with people that make you laugh so
hard that you forget the bad and focus solely on the good.
After all, life is too short to be anything but happy.'
So nicely said :)
Spontaneity
Introducing my latest love. Well, more my latest addiction really.
I'm getting such a kick these days of not planning how to spend my weekday evenings/weekends, and just going with the flow. And it's been tons of fun :D There was the Sunday which started off with a (huge) buriyani lunch in Little India, an unplanned journey to Orchard, the purchase of random movie tickets, $3 mocha frappes and a long conversation on a sidewalk, 2.5 hours of book browsing at Borders, and the movie (District 9 :D).
There was the Friday which began at John Little, progressed through a movie (Inglorious Basterds!), wandering down Arab street, randomly bumping into people I hadn't seen in more than a year, and catching up over tea and sheesha till 3am.
And yesterday: a French toast brunch at Bras Basah, a visit to the Singapore art museum, fooling around in the drizzle and ending up at the National Museum only to find the Antwerp exhibition had been extended, photographic excursions and the discovery of an outdoor escalator to nowhere around Dhoby Gaut/City Hall, a late Thai lunch, technology browsing at Funan, a sudden decision to go to Ikea, a hop across to Anchor Point and a trudge back home loaded with purchases from a 3-for-$19 sale.
Like I said, tons of fun. Highly recommended for lots of laughter and weird discoveries in the nooks and cannies of Singapore.
Other than that, work's been hell. Not the actual work, but the long stretches of it, sometimes till the wee hours of the morning. The sleep debt built up to a scary level, something that's not happened since the final year at NUS. Dilini's bid us a temporary farewell too, with the 'midget' due to arrive in a month. I miss my string hopper buddy! :( But her baby shower was fun :D I'm NEVER giving my kids (if/when they do get here) any sort of baby food- after tasting that c.r.a.p, its no wonder babies spit their food out! Drinks with S.Ong at Timbre followed by Turkish ice cream was long overdue too- and then came her 30th b'day surprise :D The mad rush for her gift was the best part of it all- us writers rock! :D
Lots of travel plans on the horizon. I've got Bangkok down for the long weekend in November, and I fly home 2 weeks after, hopefully with a trip to India in the middle of the vacation at home. I've got some serious lying-on-the-beach time to catch up on. Can't wait! I can't wait to see mum and dad too- it's been a looong year away from home.
I've been feeling much better about the 'state' of my life too- the claustrophobia that comes with living in Singapore still remains, but I think I've adjusted my mental state (nirvanaaa! :D) and way of thinking about/looking at things- I'm just going to enjoy it while it lasts :)
And... *drumroll*..... I absolutely have to mention my latest foray into the technological world- my new iPod! :D Yup, I've officially tendered my resignation in the campaign against Apple... And joined forces with them :p I'm such a traitor, but iLuv my red little pod :)
Okays, I need sleep. Till next time peeps, which will be sooner than later I hope :) Ta..!
I'm getting such a kick these days of not planning how to spend my weekday evenings/weekends, and just going with the flow. And it's been tons of fun :D There was the Sunday which started off with a (huge) buriyani lunch in Little India, an unplanned journey to Orchard, the purchase of random movie tickets, $3 mocha frappes and a long conversation on a sidewalk, 2.5 hours of book browsing at Borders, and the movie (District 9 :D).
There was the Friday which began at John Little, progressed through a movie (Inglorious Basterds!), wandering down Arab street, randomly bumping into people I hadn't seen in more than a year, and catching up over tea and sheesha till 3am.
And yesterday: a French toast brunch at Bras Basah, a visit to the Singapore art museum, fooling around in the drizzle and ending up at the National Museum only to find the Antwerp exhibition had been extended, photographic excursions and the discovery of an outdoor escalator to nowhere around Dhoby Gaut/City Hall, a late Thai lunch, technology browsing at Funan, a sudden decision to go to Ikea, a hop across to Anchor Point and a trudge back home loaded with purchases from a 3-for-$19 sale.
Like I said, tons of fun. Highly recommended for lots of laughter and weird discoveries in the nooks and cannies of Singapore.
Other than that, work's been hell. Not the actual work, but the long stretches of it, sometimes till the wee hours of the morning. The sleep debt built up to a scary level, something that's not happened since the final year at NUS. Dilini's bid us a temporary farewell too, with the 'midget' due to arrive in a month. I miss my string hopper buddy! :( But her baby shower was fun :D I'm NEVER giving my kids (if/when they do get here) any sort of baby food- after tasting that c.r.a.p, its no wonder babies spit their food out! Drinks with S.Ong at Timbre followed by Turkish ice cream was long overdue too- and then came her 30th b'day surprise :D The mad rush for her gift was the best part of it all- us writers rock! :D
Lots of travel plans on the horizon. I've got Bangkok down for the long weekend in November, and I fly home 2 weeks after, hopefully with a trip to India in the middle of the vacation at home. I've got some serious lying-on-the-beach time to catch up on. Can't wait! I can't wait to see mum and dad too- it's been a looong year away from home.
I've been feeling much better about the 'state' of my life too- the claustrophobia that comes with living in Singapore still remains, but I think I've adjusted my mental state (nirvanaaa! :D) and way of thinking about/looking at things- I'm just going to enjoy it while it lasts :)
And... *drumroll*..... I absolutely have to mention my latest foray into the technological world- my new iPod! :D Yup, I've officially tendered my resignation in the campaign against Apple... And joined forces with them :p I'm such a traitor, but iLuv my red little pod :)
Okays, I need sleep. Till next time peeps, which will be sooner than later I hope :) Ta..!
September
My personal favourite from 'Leave this Town' :) It'd be perfect on a soundtrack that involved a long drive down a wide highway :D
Simplicity
THE joy of discovering a new interest, or re-discovering a forgotten passion.
The eager anticipation of finally starting something you've always wanted to do that was put on hold for a while.
The happy bubble that fills you up when listening to a favourite track after a couple of days/weeks.
The comfortable familiarity of sitting at a cafe, sipping cappuccino, talking to an old friend and watching the rain.
The warm happy feeling in that comes with listening to children's laughter and giggles.
The adrenaline rush of driving at 120kmph on a highway with 'Run to the Water' playing on the radio.
The feeling of boundlessness when jumping up and down on your bed, trying to perfect the dance routine from Step Up 2.
Who said you need a complex road map to finding happiness?
The eager anticipation of finally starting something you've always wanted to do that was put on hold for a while.
The happy bubble that fills you up when listening to a favourite track after a couple of days/weeks.
The comfortable familiarity of sitting at a cafe, sipping cappuccino, talking to an old friend and watching the rain.
The warm happy feeling in that comes with listening to children's laughter and giggles.
The adrenaline rush of driving at 120kmph on a highway with 'Run to the Water' playing on the radio.
The feeling of boundlessness when jumping up and down on your bed, trying to perfect the dance routine from Step Up 2.
Who said you need a complex road map to finding happiness?
Lost in translation
I finally watched it~! And absolutely loved it.
It reminded me of when I was in Paris a couple of months back, where everyone spoke French and had no idea what we were trying to say in our pathetic attempts at the language.
It also reminded me of all the times when you can spend only a couple of hours with a person or a group of people, but remember them for the rest of your life. Like when 14 of us from all over the world got stuck in an elevator for half an hour.
And it cracked me up to think of when I once translated 'maalu miris' into 'fish chillie' when it was really the Sinhalese word for 'capsicum'.
Much thanks to QJ for lending me a copy :D And here's to more lost in translation moments!
It reminded me of when I was in Paris a couple of months back, where everyone spoke French and had no idea what we were trying to say in our pathetic attempts at the language.
It also reminded me of all the times when you can spend only a couple of hours with a person or a group of people, but remember them for the rest of your life. Like when 14 of us from all over the world got stuck in an elevator for half an hour.
And it cracked me up to think of when I once translated 'maalu miris' into 'fish chillie' when it was really the Sinhalese word for 'capsicum'.
Much thanks to QJ for lending me a copy :D And here's to more lost in translation moments!
Soul-less in Singapore..
I took a bit of a nostalgic trip today back to the 5000+ pictures I took in Europe, in a lame attempt at reliving the experience and transporting myself back there.
When I think of those 3 weeks now, I honestly can't believe it happened; that we spent 15 days backpacking across Europe, visited 12 different cities and still managed to see 80% of what Lonely Planet reckoned we should have seen. That we did all that and still got back in one piece. That I remembered the neighbourhood I grew up in and visited the hospital where I was born.
Surreal.
That's the one word to describe it all.
I need to go back. Very soon. My soul's still happily wandering around in Sweden, and the rest of me would like very much to be reunited with it. And with the cinnamon buns. And gingerbread. And pine trees.
When I think of those 3 weeks now, I honestly can't believe it happened; that we spent 15 days backpacking across Europe, visited 12 different cities and still managed to see 80% of what Lonely Planet reckoned we should have seen. That we did all that and still got back in one piece. That I remembered the neighbourhood I grew up in and visited the hospital where I was born.
Surreal.
That's the one word to describe it all.
I need to go back. Very soon. My soul's still happily wandering around in Sweden, and the rest of me would like very much to be reunited with it. And with the cinnamon buns. And gingerbread. And pine trees.
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