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Wednesday, February 1, 2012
When someone has done me wrong...

Like a serious, huge-ass wrong, and I choose not to forgive and forget, it's not because I'm living in the past or that I'm unable to move on from it. It's simply because that person does not deserve it. They say that we choose to forgive a person because we still want them in our lives. I'm not going to waste my motherfucking time trying to reconcile and be at peace with an asshole. Holding a grudge and harbouring hatred in my heart toward someone... does it weigh me down or affect me in any negative way? Nope, not really.

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Sunday, January 29, 2012
Places to go. Travels to do.
Maldives, Club Med Kani, with the family and to see the lovely people there again.
Club Med Bintan, because you can never get enough of the Club Med experience.
Club Med Phuket/Bali with Rachel Goh - we're saving up for this one!
Fiji (here's another attempt and hopefully I'll actually get there! - with Farah)
Sydney with the parentals.
Bluff festival in Bluff.
Melbourne for the Australian Open with Belle (or any place else should we change our minds) since she would have finished her A levels and me, my final exam year. It will be an amazing sister trip.
A 'mystery' trip with the lovely Maple - because we haven't decided on where we want to go yet.
Paris, for the holy trinity of gourmet food and definitely for Fogon. Provence.
Xi'an - terracotta warriors. Beijing.
Greece and Turkey, for culture and history.
Queenstown with Rachel in a lovely villa (heck yeah!). For our de-stress weekend.

This is way too little so I'll have to come up with more. It's the list for now (but it will go on). I'm planning to do most of these travels this year and during the next summer.

I can't wait. I can't sit still. I need to move around. I want to meet people, try new things. Go to all these different places while I'm still young, while I'm still able to and not tied to to a 9 to 5 job till I'm 95. Let's make this life worthwhile shall we? :)


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Wednesday, January 25, 2012
My Lovely Family
Permanent

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Friday, January 20, 2012


Two years ago, I lost a good friend. Over the past few days, it felt as if he's back. Filling each other in on bits and pieces of our lives, though rather incomplete. Conversations, mostly superficial, however managing to go deeper than what was usually said on one or two occasions. Moments of not having anything to say, merely exchanging glances and feelings of awkwardness (on my side at least). Well I suppose it's not really a surprise, we did miss out on each others lives for the past two years. Both of us would have changed in some ways. I know I have. Perhaps I'm starting to have my friend back, or perhaps not. Either way, it was nice to spend some time with him, even if it was for old time's sake. I've missed him.

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Tuesday, January 17, 2012


Last night, I felt quite frustrated for a whole bunch of reasons:

Egoistic men.
A certain Bible basher, who continues with his 'holier-than-thou' ways.
That Michael Jackson is dead.
The thought of being a dentist for the next 50 years of my life.
Supposedly godly women who form preconceived notions and make false judgements.
A self-proclaimed chivalrous man who is absolutely, 100%, completely, nothing of the sort.
A person who claims to be faithful to his religion, yet is so easily tempted into sin and is shrouded by lies.
Prejudice and discrimination against homosexuals.



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Thursday, January 5, 2012

The best part of Kani was hanging out with my lovely sister <3

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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

I've already cut you out. You won't get back in.

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Monday, January 2, 2012
Rawr!
Bring on 2012!

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Thursday, December 15, 2011


I like how I am now. I guess this can be described simply as happy. It's a simple word 'happy', in fact, since human emotions are complex, 'happy' usually seems inadequate in describing a person's emotions. But I suppose that's basically how I feel at this moment - happy.

I like the fact that I have this sense of fulfillment that I can claim entirely as my own. It's a little difficult to describe really, but it feels as though I'm starting to live a life that is entirely mine, one that is in my control, and it's something that will not be easily taken away from me. It's been a while since I've had this much time to focus on my own life. I no longer have that 'Carol and so-and-so' label on me. I'm able to take my time discovering myself, stand up more confidently for the things I believe in, invest more time in the people who matter and pursue my goals and having to compromise less when I do so.

Now, I finally feel like an individual in my own right.

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Monday, December 12, 2011


So John Rzeznik sang, that you and I got something. At first, it was all, but then it became nothing to me. And now, I got my defenses when it comes to your intentions for me.
In the end, somehow here is gone.

Gotta love the Goo goo dolls.

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Saturday, December 10, 2011
The Price of Beauty - China


縛腳 Bound Feet


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Sunday, December 4, 2011


We celebrated Uncle Dave's 40th birthday on friday night over a lovely 9-course dinner cooked by celebrity chef, Ryan Hong. The food was superb, the champagne was lovely and the wine was divine. But most importantly, what made it really memorable was being in the company of amazing friends and family. The night was filled with joy, laughter, crazy stories (mostly shared by Ryan) and of course... x-rated jokes.




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Saturday, December 3, 2011

(Besides really really close friends and family) Do people genuinely care when they ask you the question "Are you alright?" Maybe they are actually concerned about your well-being, but a part of me sometimes think that they ask only to make sure that there are no unwanted expectations that you have on them, if you know what I mean. To put it more simply, the answer "Don't worry, I'm fine" is what they prefer to hear, because this means that they are relieved from the responsibility of making you feel better. It's not a 'must' to make the person who is down feel better. We still have a choice in this. We can choose to walk away and leave the person exactly the way he is - beaten and broken. Thing is, it's human nature where we will feel obliged to do something, or else we'll end up feeling guilty for not doing anything about it. However, if the other person says "Don't worry, I'm fine", then it's like - 'Yes I could have helped him out and I intended to, but he told me he was fine and so I took his word for it, that he didn't need my help. But if he did ask for it, I would have helped him.' At the end of it, I think it's a way of making ourselves feel better. I guess what we're actually doing is essentially avoiding the emotional burdens of others on ourselves.

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Tuesday, November 29, 2011



Dad told us that we are Peranakan. It's such a shame that it failed to carry on to my generation, that my sister and I were never exposed to the customs and traditions of the culture. Well on a side note, I am learning to cook peranakan food over the holidays.

Spending time with the family has been lovely. Dad has been spoiling me with bottles and bottles of Burgundys. Belle and I found our new favourite brunch place called the Wild Honey - they have all-day breakfasts from all over the world - Tunisian, Norwegian, Australian, Canadian etc. We spent quite a bit of time nibbling our tarts and chatting over coffee once we finished our brunch. Mom has been whipping up amazing foods since I got back - her foie gras with cranberry sauce, squid ink paella, assam laksa and so on.. Been having really nice conversations with Auntie Cellie as well.. All in all, it's good to be home.

Rachel Gohst :) The person who made such a huge impact in my life this year. Honestly, I don't think I would have gotten through my personal struggles without her standing by my side the whole time. I could always count on her and even though she is a younger than me, she gives me the best advice when I need them. I really am thankful for you Rachy, and I have been so blessed by you. Thank you for always supporting and encouraging me, for picking me up when I'm down and never losing faith in me. <3

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C

“Change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like a stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass”

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