Saturday, April 24, 2010

See ya

I'm moving.

Follow me if you'd like.

Thursday, April 22, 2010


This autumn, I'm feeling...

Music: anything by Kent; I suddenly miss that haunting, indie sound of theirs

Book: I'm gonna re-read "Chocolat" and not eat chocolate while at it

Film: "Iron Man 2", what else?

Food: I'm still rooting for a big bowl of puffing hot laksa from Laksa King; I've been rooting for it since maybe about a month ago

Place: Berlin; I got into this mini German phase when I found out there might be a family trip to Europe next year

Clothing items: corduroy pants, maroon-red jeans, lace-up knits and my yellow tennis shoes

Wednesday, April 21, 2010


I feel like this blog is turning into a blah-blog. I'm not exactly motivated to update it anymore. I think I should turn it into a plog (red: photo blog) and then I can be more self-absorbed and have a blog full of pictures of myself.

I'm writing like a fricking martyr these days too. Like, I'd say something to look like I'm humble but in the end I just look like a bigger idiot than the next emo kid you see at the bus stop.


8 more days till "Iron Man 2"!

I have never been this excited about a movie coming out since I was a foetus.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Hidden talent

I'm currently inspired by the Asian girl who can speak the language of any European country. The petite girl with shiny, black hair that falls freely down to her shoulders, porcelain-white skin and almond-shaped eyes.

She won't have to be necessarily 'fashionable'; in fact, she probably lives in her jeans, sweaters and sneakers. She is that traditional girl in her twenties who embraces her roots by always making time for her family and loves her dumplings.

But then she would take everyone by surprise when she starts speaking French or German fluently. She is well-travelled - having gone to the country of that second language she speaks more than once - and keeps the company of people from many different backgrounds.

What a breath of fresh air that is.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Dream a little dream

Hey dudes. It's been a while since my last real update.

I've come to that moment - at least at this point in life - where I'm itching to break out and just be free. I'm starting to question what is it that makes me truly happy, not just to make other people happy.

As I go to work 5 days a week, 9 to 5 every day, I start to question whether this job is really something I want or if it's just something that will pay the bills and impress my family and friends. It's true that it's work - you don't have to be particularly passionate about it and you don't always look forward going to it every morning - but the question starts to rise as to whether this is something I want in life.

And then I start thinking about the 'what ifs'. What if I get a job in something I am actually passionate about and then the mundane reality of going to it 5 days a week will take the magic away? What if that happens and that way I won't have that escape to what I love anymore? I get scared like that.

Sometimes I feel like it's right to keep dreams as just that. Because at least it's always going to be that happy little place you visit in your head to take the edge off reality when you need it most.

Friday, April 2, 2010


How can a man have a completely black face with white neck?

And I'm not talking about RDJ as Sergeant Lincoln Osiris in "Tropic Thunder". This is a real guy I see on TV.

I hope this isn't deemed discriminating or something. I'm only writing what I saw.