05
Nov
09

of love, all around

Today, I started making proper plans for my birthday.

I love this time of the year.

I miss my mom all the time. Even when she’s just in the next room. Moving out is going to be harder than I imagined just a year or two ago.

I love a strange, strange man, but he makes me happy. Verily much so.

I have some of the best friends in the world.

Birthday shopping is the bomb.

I have Usborne puzzles to keep my sick self company tomorrow. There is a certain beauty in being able to enjoy again the things that made you happy when you were a child.

Bliss.

02
Nov
09

of a post with no title

Unbelievable as it may seem, I’m sick again. Even my doctor just stared at me incredulously for a moment before breaking out in little giggles. She did however give me cough syrup, and Jeremy is right – there is a very high possibility that I will become one of those druggies who down a bottle in one shot. Not for the buzz, but because it just tastes SO GOOD. Mmm.

So anyway, my day consisted of waking up sick, going to the doctor, driving my mom around to run errands, and watching a lot of TV in a lazy haze of medicinal drowsiness. It was awesome. You know you’re jealous.

Speaking of errands that my mom ran, Indian people will never change. Ever. Today she basically had to pick up some cough medicine that my uncle had sent with his friend from India, and then drop it off to a friend, who is a doctor over here. Yes, you’re reading that right. The Singaporean doctor asked for medicine from the Indian doctor. I was secretly disappointed to discover that the package did not also contain masala and a sari or two.

Anyway, bedtime. I’ll update with a birthday wishlist soon, but for now, toodles!

30
Oct
09

of hereditary problems

Today I spent a bus ride talking to an ex teacher of mine from secondary school. She recognized me, sat down next to me, recited my name and CCA, expressed the customary surprise upon discovering what my major was in University, lamented that I was no longer involved with Literature and Drama, and encouraged me to take up freelance writing work.

Half an hour after I got off the bus, I finally realized she wasn’t my Home Economics teacher after all, but someone completely different.

I still can’t remember her name, or what subject she teaches.

21
Oct
09

of shiny photos and violations

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It’s been a crazy couple of weeks. Gonna stay crazy busy for a while, so don’t expect regular updates for some time. It’s Mom’s birthday today, and she’s happier than I’ve seen her in ages, which makes me plenty happy, so all the craziness is worth it.

Just writing to share a horrific experience with you guys: I was out Saturday night with my lovely people, and while dancing, some dude poked me in the armpit. THE ARMPIT. I felt extremely violated.

I wonder if commercial/catalogue/high fashion will ever stop being entertaining.

Loves.

18
Oct
09

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