The biggest takeaway from this episode with Bruno is probably this: I have to trust my intuition. Conversely, it's this: my feelings cannot be trusted. When the two come into conflict, it is my intuition in which I should place my trust. This truth is even clearer in the aftermath of him than it was in the aftermath of G; perhaps it is due to the ( Read more... )

The plan was to work on the NUS scholarship application today. The plan failed. I watched two episodes of The Crown until about 2.30pm and fell asleep; the tiredness was due in large part to 1) my sleeping at 1.30am + 2) my waking up at 7.11am for tennis at 8.15am. After I woke up from my nap, it was 3.15pm. I sat in front of the TV with my parents ( Read more... )

So apparently I am 16 again, or however young and bright-eyed and innocent I was when Season 3 of Gilmore Girls aired, because Jess is making me swoon, the way he did all those years ago. Wow, do we ever truly grow up? I don't even know what the appeal is beyond his obvious hotness (he got better with age, though), and the character is just such a ( Read more... )

I met G briefly today ( Read more... )

I watched Ghostbusters with my parents at West Mall tonight. The movie was average; all the funny bits were in the trailer. Chris Hemsworth, however, is hot. It does not seem to make any sense that a man is capable of looking as hot as he did in a plain white t-shirt and jeans, and so the extent to which I was mesmerised by his hotness in his ( Read more... )

Saturday morning, 1 am. Two days after turning 30. I sit by myself in the lounge area of Bang Bang, a presumably new-ish club next to Pan Pacific Hotel. I am here with Hadyu and his friend Melly; they've gone out for a smoke, leaving me with the company of my subpar gin & tonic. The only thing that agrees with me is the hip-hop music; everything ( Read more... )

Am I just unnaturally attracted to useless fucking drama, or am I simply idiotic ( Read more... )

My uncle passed away yesterday. He was my mother's 二哥. I was not close to him in the same way that I am not close to most of my relatives, but reading my mother's Whatsapp message still brought on a wave of shock and sadness. I spent most of the day occupied with activities - impromptu tennis with Edward, shopping for baby clothes for Edward and ( Read more... )

While running along the Cam this morning, my house key in my right hand and the long, dangly cord of the Apple earphones swaying about in the wind, my limbs suddenly became somewhat entangled with the dangly cord. I remember trying to regain my balance; I also remember the split second of panic before I cried out in the exact same second that I ( Read more... )

His ghost is a thief in the night.
It sneaks out from the shadows
Slips into my mind.
I see his face in the darkness of my attempted sleep
I see the two of us
    hand-in-hand; his arms around me; his mouth on mine;
    the smile that he reserved just for me;
    our reflection in the window of a metro train,
    his words, We make a cute couple.Is ( Read more... )