Monday, June 29, 2009

After weeks of gazing longingly at the sky, willing for the rain to come to end my humid misery, I am unbearably happy that the monsoon seems to have finally started. Two girls on the opposite rooftop are dancing in the rain, one still with her toothbrush in her mouth. Sweet.

It has been slightly unnerving for me the last few weeks, constantly sidestepping office-politics minefields and trying my best not to lose my temper. I have decided that a fake smile is really not worth the effort or energy, and I am not inclined to take it upon myself to create a false sense of harmony just so we can pretend to be the best of friends.

This is obviously a problematic decision as it offends the supposedly Asian thing about "saving face". Oh well. At the very least, I won't be accused of putting up a false front.

I happily blame my father for passing on this gene to me.

Thursday, June 25, 2009



From Dan's blog on The Slog. Click!

Monday, June 15, 2009

There's that clip at the end of every Buffy episode that goes "Grr. Arrgh."

I think its unhealthy how often that sound clip plays in my head -- it comes up every time I get pissed off, frustrated, angry, irritated or upset -- which pretty much covers every single waking moment I have, so... Grrr. Arrgh.

Sunday, June 07, 2009

My guilty pleasure of the week was a five-hour long marathon viewing of Pride and Prejudice -- the BBC series with Colin Firth, not the Hollywood remake.

Do you know what five hours of a Jane Austen movie will do to you? Especially if you have it on DVD -- which mean no one can stop you from rewinding/rewatching/replaying the infamous Mr Darcy pond scene again and again until you finally give in to just how tragic you are and force yourself to switch the damn thing off.

Anyway.

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A few more random pictures from Bandarban. There was a village fair, involving live music and a lot of dancing.

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I've been trying to find out the correct name for this contest, but Google is being very unhelpful. Young groups of men compete to scale up a bamboo pole, which has been smeared with some kind of greasy goo. It was very, erm, masculine.

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Baby goats! Oh hello!

I've retold this story a thousand times -- about how I didn't know that goats were affectionate by nature. I always thought them to be rather aloof, you know, like how chickens are. But I found out I was wrong when the goat tied up in the carpark downstairs nestled up to me and rested its head in the crook of my arm.

It would've been the start of a beautiful friendship, if not for the fact that it was Bloody Eid the next day and I think Kirsty mentioned something about not making friends with other people's lunch.

Thursday, June 04, 2009

"I still rem eating some chocolate biscuits which i fell in love with, at ur place prolly more than a decade back."


It took a fair bit of sleuthing around (ok fine, five minutes on chat with a mutual friend) before I finally figured out who the mystery new friend on FB was. The real name rang a bell, but I'm still not entirely sure if I have the right one.

I attended the CHIJ Punggol, which has since been renamed to a much longer, fancier name. The 'Punggol' aspect of it was always a source of great mirth for my classmates in secondary school, who teased me about pig farms and kampongs. I'd always felt very defensive.

It was a fabulously old school, and I feel a connection with it that I never did for my subsequent educational institutions. There was something so comforting about it, about how small and run-down it all was. I remember lying beneath the heavy curtains on the stage in the hall, swaying the cloth over me and thinking it looked like a huge manta ray coming towards me.

I had forgotten tomorrow was a Friday till about an hour ago, and I think that knowledge gave me a little breathing room before the work week starts again. Its rare for my over-thinking brain to get so caught up in the day-to-day chores that I don't find the to sit and think -- but I guess it's just been a crazy couple of weeks.

Tonight I really just wanted an old friend to talk to, but I think it'll be a little while before I enjoy such a privilege again.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

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I guess I've always liked it when children don't let me get away with things, or when they talk to me like I'm dumb, or when they look at me with that look -- you know, that look that surrenders nothing to the camera.


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The other life

Sometimes I forget there are people who get to wake up to this every morning.

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The first two days, I found myself constantly feeling impatient at the so-called "slower" pace of life. By the third day, I found out that doing nothing was absolutely, utterly enjoyable. Why yes, I'd like nothing more than to sit here and stare at the scenery all day.

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