There’s something decadent about listening to jazz over a steaming mug of chocolate at 4a.m. in a softly lit bedroom. I suppose I should have known better than to succumb to sleep at 10p.m. It wasn’t a particularly restful sleep either, filled with dreams… strange dreams of the downtown area of a city which didn’t […]
Month: August 2005
Day 1 back in T.O.
Unpacking: 20% Sleep Debt: 100% House-cleaning: 0% Laundry: 0% Groceries: 50% Check Voice-Mail/Return Calls: 100% Bill Payment: 100% Miss-o-meter:100% A former SNG senior of mine experienced a bitter end to an 8 yr-long relationship. Wedding banquet was to be this December. The fiance broke up with her and cancelled the wedding in one SMS. No […]
It's time…
It’s time to leave Singapore again. My 12th Singapore-Toronto journey since August 1998. It’s hard to say good-bye, particularly hard this time because a month ago I was made to realize how fragile our mortal lives actually are. We’re all on borrowed time and we never know when that allotted time is up. A heartfelt […]
It’s time…
It’s time to leave Singapore again. My 12th Singapore-Toronto journey since August 1998. It’s hard to say good-bye, particularly hard this time because a month ago I was made to realize how fragile our mortal lives actually are. We’re all on borrowed time and we never know when that allotted time is up. A heartfelt […]
Digestives & Milo
Today’s blog entry is once again dedicated to my dearest brother who I suspect developed a tension headache and mild migraine today cos he can’t bear the thought of me going back to Toronto so soon :P Ok, I’m kidding. Poor John really is home on MC for a day though, the first MC he’s […]
Quadruply Settler-ed
Spent a lazy afternoon with Zibin, John & Cathy at Holland V today. Slamwich, Jungle Speed, Jenga and Settlers of Catan. Think we all had a jolly good time! I’m glad… very glad… that ‘we’ seem to be pretty compatible :P
Some things never change
Yep, Mary-Ann had always been making John blush since he was a kid when she used to pinch his cheeks. It’s another sight altogether though to see her make my strapping 6ft tall officer-cadet brother turn pink. Which he did… at Mary-Ann’s wedding! Mar… when are you ever going to take mercy on John?!