Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Relationships are like rechargeable batteries...

When it's new, everything it touches is super fired up and energised.

And then the battery power starts to fade. If you remember, you quickly plug yourself into a wall socket to get a much needed boost.

Health restored, you're ready to go again.

But sometimes, something major hits and it drains the power so quickly, you're left with nothing to work with. And left wondering what the hell happened.

I'm not sure, but i think i just got hit. And there's no wall socket in sight.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

mindfucked

I'm not a fucking mind reader. So don't blame me if my well-meaning intentions do not comply with your non-communicated desires.

This is ridiculous on so many levels.

Mindfucked.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Now the quake gets personal...

I suppose you must have heard that the biggest earthquake to hit Japan struck on Friday afternoon.

I spent the whole day chasing down Singaporeans to interview, and finally got through.

Just when I thought I was done with the situation.. well, the situation just got personal.

My mum and sis are en-route from New York to Japan, before coming back to Singapore.

The last I heard, their flight got delayed, and I'm not sure whether chaos would greet them at Japan. I just hope flights can still get out of Narita.

And now the boyfriend is being sent to the actual disaster site to report.

I'm terrified. The whole newsroom was fixated on the images coming out of Sendai. Entire coasts, homes, vehicles, farmland were wiped out in sheer minutes. The tsunami spread so quickly, some cars became trapped. We saw people run out of their cars and make a dash for it, running somewhere, anywhere, to get away from the black water threatening to overwhelm them.

Aftershocks are expected. And ZW might be walking into them. Hello sleepless nights..










Monday, March 07, 2011

A snippet of what happens when logic meets excitement...

It all started with an article from the New York Times travel section...

me http://travel.nytimes.com/2011/03/06/travel/06bahia-bustamante.html?ref=travel
Lin Rooms are $215 a night, including three home-cooked meals a day and all the malbec you can throw back.
wow
if that isnt ex i dunno what is...
me:  but but but... it's 400 guests allowed in a year!!!
it's all the wildlife nature up close and personal
Lin:  yes yes
it does seem very good
(.. some discussion..)
Lin:  if i were to go, i would stay at least a week
and buy at least one expensive telephoto lens to bring along
a trip like this would cost me at least 5k sgd
me:  yessss but wouldn't it be totally worth it???
that's like a trip of a lifetime!
Lin:  there are many "trips of a lifetime"
me:  ostriches!!!  penguins!!!
Lin:  italy for me was a trip of a lifetime
me:  especially penguins!!!
!!!!!!!!!
Lin:  japan was a trip of a lifetime
you take the bait too easily baby
you're the advertiser's dream
me:  .... you just deflated all my exclamation marks
now i feel empty
Lin:  haha just want you to get real
there's no such thing as trip of a lifetime
unless you intend to die after your last trip
me:  why can't i have multiple trips of a lifetime??
every trip should be memorable!
Lin:  because then the phrase wont have any meaning
what does trips of a lifetime mean??
me:  it means i've had a good life
so there
Lin:  ...

Sunday, March 06, 2011

New project

So…. I’ve started a new blog. Borne out of a need to do something new, a secret desire to a be travel writer, and an appreciation for ZW’s photos.

I’ve created a travel blog. Still trying to get the tone right. It’s a cross between travel writing and travel information.

Whenever I travel, I do get requests from friends asking about accommodation and things to do. So here it is!

Let me know if you have any thoughts! All comments appreciated!

It’s called He Shoots, She Writes. For obvious reasons.

There are only 2 posts so far… but I’m getting there!

Spending Time With The Girls

It’s always a challenge finding time to meet up with my friends. If I’m not working, I’m usually passed out on my bed. If I’m lucky, I get to squeeze in time with my honey bunny.

Just the other day, we both realised that the honeymoon period is pretty much over and the starry-eyed lovers ain’t so starry-eyed anymore.

Cute quirks have been replaced by annoyances, tempers are a little more frayed, and arguments are a lot more frequent then necessarily.

We both agreed that we spend so little time together that it’s almost like we have to reestablish a connection each time we meet.

Guess what people, we are no longer just giggly lovers. We’re – dare I say it – in a relationship. Oh help us both.

Anyway, that aside, I was talking about meeting up with the girls.

First up – celebrating Sylvia’s birthday! Shawn was upset that we didn’t wait for him… but it’s very difficult coordinating 4 people’s schedules, ok?

The girls at PS Cafe

We gave Sylvia something cute and cuddly to hug at night. Just what every girl needs. :)

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Meet meh-meh!

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Disgustingly good chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream

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Meh-meh and chicken in a basket.

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What? Cannot act cute issit?

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Happy birthday girl!

Next up… meet the volleyball girls. I can’t believe it’s been more than a year since I last saw them. It’s amazing how we can go from seeing someone 3 times a week for 3 years… to not seeing the person for a year.

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We’ve all aged a little – a little more jaded, a little more tired, but still a whole lotta bitchy. HAHA!

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Meet: The special education teacher, the normal teacher, the reporter, the finance analyst, the banker

For some strange reason, the flash on my camera only lit up half the picture. Damn lighting in IndoChine.

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Say cheese!

Saturday, March 05, 2011

A Tale Of Two Differences

Attraction can sure be a funny thing. There's really little basis for it - all that talk about commonalities and whatnot.. I'm more inclined to believe the whole "opposites attract" theory.

Just look at ZW and I.

I email him fruity articles about love and attraction. He emails me stuff from the Economist about property markets.

When we browse at magazines stands, he heads for the current affairs and photography section. I'm permanently parked in the entertainment and fashion portion.

As he describes his passion for the Discovery channel, I'm nodding and flicking over to E! Entertainment.

I have this mental image of us sitting on a couch in some distant future, and he's reading the Financial Times (which he says he loves) and I'm flipping People magazine.

I think the reason why this somehow still manages to work is that we don't try to change who the other person is. Sure, there are differences that annoy and grate on one another. Things that can end in shouting matches or angry words being exchange. (I swear he's the only person who can sound annoyed saying "Baby!")

But at the end of the day, we are who we are (shit, did I just quote Ke$ha? Or as Principal Figgins from Glee would call her, "Ke-dollar sign-ha")

Some people go into relationships thinking you can mold the other person into this ideal personality, or that something you dislike can be changed over time.

If I've learnt anything, it's that people don't change that much. Just that love can make you want to compromise on certain points, slow that sharp tongue and think before yelling.

And another thing I love about ZW - he said he doesn't believe in compromise, 'cos that means giving up something about yourself. Rather, a relationship is about understanding and seeing the other person's point of view, instead of just caving in for the sake of harmony.

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