mood shopping-deprived


Hey, Gorgeous.

I was just doing some random blog-hopping and chanced upon some bag scoop on Fashion Nation. Actually not just bag scoop per se, because what really happened was, my invisible bag-accustomised antennae went DING DING DING furiously when I saw these PS1 bags by Proenza Schouler.

In mustard

In Sand

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mood silly


Cheap Thril No. XXX

I had been eyeing this Lock 'n Lock glass container for a while but always resisted the frivolous urge because I thought it is stupid to spend good money on a lunch container. But just a few days ago I received some news about plastic containers releasing dioxins when heated in the microwave and how it causes cancer and all (and I always heat my plastic containers in the workplace microwave for lunch).
So I thought, what are we waiting for, right? Of course I went ahead and bought it. I would totally try harder to live longer if it only costs $12.90 and looks this nice :)


Edit: Just read another plastic-related news here. Hmm something to think about.

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mood accomplished


Woot.

Two days ago, I striked one item off my mental "Things to do before 25" list.

Damn right it was painful!

And it goes right up there on my list of life's weirdest experiences. Running close second is riding on a stranger's motorbike while hugging a big jackfruit in plain sight of a village of hill tribes.

:D

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mood sleepy


Forgotten weekend

Yet again I find myself in cruise control (read: space out) mode. Oh wells. Last sunday suz and I went kayaking. No, actually it was more like a languid and leisurely paddle. Like another alternative to catching up over coffee, just sans facing each other.











I came up shore to grab my camera and then I realized how funny suz looked slumped forlornly on a kayak with the expanse of water as a background. Like a scene out of Castaway. :D




Work has been painfully slow of late, and I am in one of my reticent mood again. Go away already!

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mood chill


Blessed are those who don't have to worry about countries.

Frustrated. Just very very frustrated because I don't have enough grounds to fight for the things I want. No, correction. The things I want so badly I think I am going insane.

Why do things have to be so tough? In the past one week, I have been yo-yoing through a myriad of emotions. From okay to very upset to the point of exploding, to happy and calm, and to very upset again, guilty, numb, anxious, and then very happy and contented, and now, frustrated.

I am so tired, you have no idea.

On a happier note, today work was a breeze. I am rooted to the computer for the day, writing some papers while Radiohead is pulsing through my head. This is just great. I reckon every single part of me really needs a break.



I don't want to be your friend
I just want to be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts

Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine

Fall off the table,
Get swept under

Denial, denial

The infrastructure will collapse
Voltage spikes
Throw your keys in the bowl
Kiss your husband goodnight

Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I'll do mine

Fall off the table,
And get swept under

Denial, denial
Denial, denial

Your ears should be burning

Denial, denial

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mood sleepy


Miserable on Monday

Is it a coincidence that Monday and Miserable both start with an M? So does Moody, Melodramatic, and Malfunction (make that ALL CAPS). And also, it is right smack in the middle of PMS. Is it a sign or what? I tell you, there has never been a more wretched day.

As of this very moment, working life sucks like a vacuum cleaner.

Ever since school was officially finito, I have been reading books with some kind of feverish intensity. Polished off both Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini, Martel's The Life of Pi, and also two Murakami book, plus a few others. I am SO hooked to Murakami. So surreal, dream-like, full of parallel realities, and voyeuristic to say the least. I love it.

Hey, this is really neat. Wouldn't you say? :D



It costs $7000 by the way.

My blog is in ICU. Now it is just a ranting ground. So until my mojo flies back to me pronto, it is going to continue staying in its comatose state, 'cept maybe when I feel like some cyber diarrhoea.

I'm just saying. It beats people who are trying just a bit too hard.

Ok so in the mean time, world peace. And eat lots of vegetables, people.

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mood muahaha


Weapon of battle

I came to office equipped for Monday blues.

I think 'tis going to be a beyoootiful day :)

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mood ...


Cheap Thrill

To be very honest, I am kinda bored with my life. I can't help the fact that I developed this peculiar aversion to routine. Now I can't stand it. It's unbearable. And though difficult and progress is slow, I am consciously trying to veer myself off that track. I want to jump to the side, roll in grass, pluck flowers, FLY!

Anyway, so just for cheap thrill sake, I went for a haircut.



I LIKEY! :)

I also got a new piercing (not shown).


Outside 77th street

Fel: I feel like getting a piercing.
Keiko: omg ok go.
Fel: Ok!

-walks into shop-

Barely 5 minutes later, it was all done. So impromptu to the power of one hundred. I like. Hehe.

I also bought a top from Miss Selfridge and nearly splurged on a pair of Tiger Onitsuka.

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mood blocked


Gone with the wind

So I haven't been blogging. I am soweee... Truth is, I just couldn't be arsed to. This is still such a weird routine for me to get going to. All the waking up early -groan-, morning crowd -groan-, work -half-groan-, and the coming home and cooking/preparing dinner frenzy.

Been cooking up a nightly storm, sort of anyway. Well... It was great fun, and even greater fun when everyone raves about it, but not-so-great fun when you have to pan-fry a fish that is longer than the diameter of your wok and NOT FUNNY at all when you have to physically lop off the head of said fish to get it to fit in the damn thing.

I made Baked chicken & pasta yesterday! And sheperd's pie in the weekend (of which a quarter pan went to my brother's black hole of a stomach). But the thing is, all these domestic gastronomia has made me feel just a leeetle too domesticated for my liking.

Also, I am suddenly really missing travelling. It's like my mind grew wings and kept leaving me during work. I REALLY miss travelling :(

I was hit by a bad bug last weekend. Felt woozy for the better part of the week, and still am ensconced in this mortal sickness as of today.


Quote of the day:

S: Have you seen the doctor?
Me: No. Flu is caused by virus. There's nothing that the doctor can do anyway.
SK: Have you tried Norton?

Me: ...

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mood calm


Thank you ma'am.

There is something rather intriguing about the initial few precious days/weeks of working life. Time, when available that is, is unconditionally pure, no strings attached, almost too good to be true. This is unlike university days, when any good day out is accompanied with a guilty pleasure, for which a penance exists to somehow restore that pleasure versus pain equilibrium. A late night out today must be paid with a sleepless night another day. You get the drift.

But now, my days reek of newfound liberation. While not unwelcome, it does take some getting used to. It's liberating to the point that it almost feels treacherous.

So I've been out and about. Like a bedraggled pauper with a million dollars having just fallen on his lap.

:)

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mood restless


Bitten again.

I was hit by a random travel bug. Maybe it was that short and random talk with Terrence about backpacking, 2 dollar/night rooms in Shanghai and whatnot. Or maybe its the one hour that I just spent uploading the first part of the Melbourne photos onto facebook. Because now I find myself inexplicably and suddenly overcome by a sudden urge to hop onto another plane. Go to vietnam to cruise along Halong Bay, hoist up my backpack and roam the streets.

If i buy tickets now for Feb 2009 flying via Tiger airways to Hanoi, its only SGD$199.98 return. so cheap!

Should I? SHOULD I???

:(

Barely gotten my first paycheck and I have already missed the luxury of holidays.

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mood cold


Mind Games

I really hate it when people try to fish things out from me through vague and deliberately elusive way. Compliments, sympathy, pre-conceived ideas of possible reactions, anything. Just DON'T DO IT. Don't dangle stingy morsels of information with false neutrality and ambivalence and expect me to bite the carrot. Don't dispense half-sentences, and sit back expecting me to complete them, perfect with punctuated emotions to appease your need.

Don't do it, because I do not mollycoddle. I am incapable of it, and neither will I betray my character by attempting.

Genuineness and hypocrisy cannot coexist. So don't make me. I really don't like it.

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mood good


Voyages

I am officially a working adult now. When you see hoardes of people streaming out of the mrt, the ubiquitous morning and evening peak hour crowds pushing, shoving and stepping on everyone's toes, look a bit harder, and you might just spot me, lacquered with nonchalance and sardonic indifference in the midst of it all.

My holidays have reached the end of the line. Thailand, Bali, Melbourne, and now back in Singapore. I have taken the plane for a grand total of 6 times for the past 2 months, and i won't even begin to count the long-haul train, bus and car rides. Maybe it is also this flurry of transits that has made me so stoned. For some strange reasons, there was an absence of the usual bitterness and tired resignation when I finally landed in Singapore 2 days ago. It was with a bizarre kind of detachment that I observed the civil airport crews, the polished facade of the airport, the unmistakable hokkien banters of the taxi drivers, and of course, the all too familiar, stupid ERP gantries. I felt like a mere observer, stopping by yet another port of disembarkation.

Melbourne was awesome. We visited the Blue Dandenongs, rode on the Puffing Billy, went to Warrook cattle farm, played with sheperd dogs and milked a cow, and then saw little penguins coming back to shore at Phillip Island.

Maybe when I feel like it I will post some pictures. But for now, let me tread carefully on the ice of this newfound calm, and in this little zen bubble accidentally created, float along.

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mood huh.


Impersonated

Someone has been fooling around using my email account on some stupid Sydney ad website. In response, so far I have received about 15 emails from various human beings of the opposite sex, most of them asking me if I want a screw. One of them even went as far as sending me a self-portrait of himself with his friend, Dick.

Charming!

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mood histerical


Eggsplosion

We were just minding our own business when we heard a loud BOOM alarmingly near to our ears and found out that Rudy's hard-boiled eggs had exploded in the microwave.



KABOOM.

I had always known that you can't cook a raw egg in the microwave but I never knew that you can't chuck a hard-boiled egg in too. You should have seen Rudy's mortified face. HAHAHA. This is so far the most exciting that has happened in my one week in Melbourne.

Let this be a lesson, ye all. Reporting live from Arden Street.

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mood full


Last ounce of holiday

Been sooo lazy to post pictures of the Thailand trip and whatnot. Zzzz...

Going to Bali tonight, and then to melbourne for 2 weeks. Be back on 3rd July. Start work on 4th July. NOOO!

til then!

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mood FULL


Full of bananas

We are finally back in Bangkok, our last destination before zipping back to Singapore. For a while, before leaving again that is.

We've been eating SO MUCH fruits here. Fruits are so nice and dirt cheap here oh my goodness. Just yesterday, we bought a bunch of small bananas for 20 baht (about SGD$1). A few days ago on the train, keiko succumbed to a bag of rose apples for 25 baht. Pity that I can't post that photo of her looking so smug and contented with herself while hugging a bag of red fruits. It is so ridiculous I still laugh thinking about it.

Anyway, it is now 1130pm here and a while ago we were feeling bored. I repeat, bored, not hungry. But nonetheless we ventured out into the streets full of prowling street food vendors and a nice, brightly-lit 7-11 (can never go wrong with 7-11).

We came back with 2 big slices (and i mean BIG) of pineapples, watermelon, a grilled egg plant, a microwaved pack of sticky rice with BBQ pork, a can of curious-looking milk with white tea (couldn't help myself, the packaging looked so nice), a box of almond chocolate coated Pocky and a box of strawberry coated biscuit sticks.

Devoured all but the biscuits.

Hooray, i feel like shitting now. I wonder why!

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mood confused


In Transit

I am now officially an unemployed graduate. And actually being rather pleased about it! Like what kko said, it gives me every reason to bum around doing shit. Yesterday I logged onto msn and my finger was about to click Appear Offline, like I usually do (oops), when it suddenly occurred to me, hey I'M NOT BUSY! No reason to act like I am. I have alllll the time in the world. So yesterday, for the first time in many years, I was actually Online.

Whew, beat that.

Anyway, this friday morning 6 am I leave for Thailand, where we will then gallivant around town in the daytime and then take a sleeper train to Chiangmai and on to Chiang Dao, yadda yadda. Be back in 17 days. So we catch the last bus tomorrow and camp out at the airport to wait for our flight. True blue cheapskate backpacker style. Won't be carrying a handphone.

You know, the good thing about travelling is that it's like taking a break from thinking. Which happens to be what I need at this moment.



Oh simple things, where have you gone..

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Irk.

When you feel that you can't be bothered to work things out anymore, you know that either it doesn't mean anything to you, or you are just PLAIN FREAKING LAZY.

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mood mixed


The last 15 hours of a student

Ok so technically I am screwed, because I have a paper tomorrow at 1pm, and I have never before felt so unprepared, not in my whole student life. Admittedly I have been rather half-hearted at mugging, and I have the sneaky feeling that it being the VERY LAST EXAM of my life, is justification enough.

So actually, I shouldn't even be rambling away here. I should be buried deep in my books, or piling my notes up in a heap and laying my head on them so that maybe God will take pity and let diffusion take place. Into my brain, Go go go!

I can't help but feel just a tad sentimental. When I walked out of amk library this evening, it occurred to me that I will never again step into that place with the purposeful mind of a student. Or rather, attempt. Never again will I stand outside that place at 9.59 am on sunday morning while watching a stampede of overzealous students colonising the library the minute the door opens.

It is a rather wistful yet indifferent feeling.

Ok study!!!

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