I don't feel like I want to ramble about this anymore in this post because I have pictures and I always think that, notwithstanding them conveying so much more meaning to me than to a stranger who has no idea [who I am, what I look like in real life, what my friends/family look like in real life, how we interact with one another, how I speak usually (because: I most certainly don't speak as I write for that will be just insane, wouldn't it), how the place around me/us looks like in accuracy], they (the photos) are intrinsically, a magical cover-up. With them, a little tête-à-tête spent reminiscing is assembled with psychedelic words.
We (hardly) worked yesterday for two community sharing events and then had ice-cream at Ice Cream Chefs. Jason rented a car and drove us around. They made me feel very embraced as a newcomer on their own. Wei Chong also passed me a series of really pretty earrings and a "pretentious" hand-held fan he bought for me from his trip to Bali with that same bunch of friends.
1) 29th January 2012: Alex and I at Wild Honey for an evening of intense conversation and pretentiousness. I had tea in a legit set.
2) 2nd February 2012: successful Leadership presentation day with my mates, (left to right) Emilyn, Rushan, Marcus and SK.
3) 4th February 2012: out to ION Orchard for 4Fingers chicken, Plaza Singapura for fried mushrooms, and lots of walking.
4) 5th February 2012: steamboat with Kamini, Leon and Kenneth, after which I hurled salty water more than nine times. Leon also gave me wonderful Christmas presents. I refuse to post up ones of them pretending they could play the guitar.
5) 10th February 2012: Ikea and Giant shopping with Jing Zhi and Leon for Multi-camera demonstration recording. Of course we stopped for food; it was part of our plan.
6) 12th February 2012: when Ivan drove me to Bugis so that I could edit Basic Sub-editing articles at the Coffee Bean by Plaza by the Park;
7) practising make-up for the demonstration recording the following day to failure.
8) 16th February 2012: satisfying, satisfying dimsum with Leon. It's just like biting into a 4Fingers chicken after a long time.
9) latest additions to my life. My childhood swing at the corner of my room, books mentioned before, On Love by Alain de Botton, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer. The pink book is hardly fluffly and is quite the philosophical rapture.
Why are cafes I have been meaning to visit all closed on Mondays?


















Cos they normally open on sundays, dear. Hehe.
ReplyDeleteHannah,
Deleteno. what i meant was that they open on ALL days except Mondays. i found it strange, like there was a superstition spread amongst cafe owners to not open on that day because [it was bad]