Here I am sipping hot chocolate and nibbling home-made pineapple tarts sent by my dearest aunt whom I am eternally indebted to, its 5.34pm in Hertfordshire and I’ve just gotten back from my Mise en scène class.---Ok now that sentence was like a week old and a stellar example of my awful habit to start an entry and then to abandon it within a heartbeat.

Now to a solid, hearty entry chockful of words and whatnot..

Its Friday, post-Valentine’s day and despite the fact that I’ve never celebrated it with anyone romantically special in my life, hanging out with my friends was such fun. We stuffed ourselves with brilliant Indian fare and we were very content indeed with our loot from this bookstore I chanced upon. Now, I’m wondering how I could possibly bring this big, fat hardcover edition of The Canterbury Tales, which I had positively swooned at the sight of, back to Singapore. Ah, who cares when it’s something worth it all eh? I hate to admit it but the night of indulgence continued in the form of ice cream and copious amounts of rum with ginger ale while we were watching After The Wedding, a danish film I picked out. Mads Mikkelsen was good but definitely better in Adams æbler. On to the work front, I honestly haven’t written properly for the longest time and I subconsciously agree with myself that the hibernating brew of creative juices lodged somewhere in my skull needs to simmer once again. I need to get the next 500 words pouring out of me before I meet my tutorial group for the next seminar, redraft my producing schedules and treatment and start on yet another essay. Hmm.. to sum it all up, it has been a month filled with surprises, paranoia, comic relief and dare I say it, some oddly shaped form of happiness that sort of elucidates the other things in my life.

I’m not sure if it does justice to the scattered events highlighting my time here in the Uk so far such as the trips to London, the mini-CNY reunion dinner I prepared to celebrate with Grace, Aida and Rahul and the unforgettable night I caught Explosions In The Sky with Nick but yeah, so far, its been a blast. It’s now close to 7 and I probably have to head off to warm up the barley I brewed earlier for Grace and then cook dinner. Falling ill isn’t something to be trifled with and I do hope she gets better soon. Alright, I shall hand it over to let the pictures in the next entry to do the regaling then.

(Yikes I know these are really overdue, consider them little B-sides to yoon's great snapshots.. :))

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Our Trio of Black-Glasses-clad Superheroes and Birthday Girl!

these talented young folks in monochromatic pixels ♥

I'm not sure whether the natural consequences of events usually constitute anti-blogging behaviour when one has failed to post anything for the longest time but I shall attempt to say something non-nonsensical or self-indulgent. The recent spate of refreshing perspectives makes one feel that I have always remained the same person while the thinly veiled shrouds over my eyes are dissipating ever so slightly. Its like how some things have always been around patiently waiting to be rid of its dusty coverings to be inititiated into consciousness. I'm glad to meet up with all my friends once again, after one by one they trickle back from far-flung holidays/nooks & crannies..its good to have y'all back.indeed.


In a dream I was a werewolf
My soul was filled with crystal light
Lavender ribbons of rain sang
Ridding my heart of mortal fight 

I don't mean to close the door
But for the record my heart is sore
You blew through me like bullet holes
Left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul
You left me broke down begging for change
Had to catch a ride with a man who's deranged
He had your hands and my father's face
Another western vampire
Different time same place 

I has dreams that brings me sadness
Rain much deeper than a river
Sorrow flow through me
Tiny waves of shivers
Corny movies make me reminisce
They break me down easy on this generic love shit
First kiss frog and princess 


Werewolf by CocoRosie