Thursday, May 31, 2007

The Noise Of Darkness & Light

Adrian Paci, Noise of Light, 2005,
installation, chandelier with 10 generators, dimensions variable

It is always easier to deal with your own problems, when you look at the problems that others are facing. Unlike Ally McBeal, who when asked what made her problems bigger than other people's, answered, "Because they are mine.", I believe that one's problems become smaller not bigger, when you compare them to other people's problems.

I am finishing my Master's program next week, and didn't get my enrolment terminated. I am not in a state of flux as to where or if I am allowed to continue my education, which I came so far for.

I have a place to live in, shoebox-like as it may be. My flat-mate didn't abandon ship to suddenly get married, leaving me with a rent for two, to deal with.

I am no longer depressed or inordinately stressed (although I wish my skin would clear up after the last extended period of stress). I don't have to juggle so many balls in the air, while walking the tightrope without a safety net below me.

I have a decent job I enjoy (most days), nice people (most of them) I work with. I am not required to get myself re-qualified to do my professional job, I don't have to worry about trying to make some pocket money to cover my expenses.

My problems are practically negligible. For my friend facing much bigger problems with uni, work and living arrangements, I hope the double rainbow appears soon, eight months of rain should be all rained out by now?

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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Like Plato?

Your IQ score is 138

This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.

Your Intellectual Type is Visionary Philosopher. This means you are highly intelligent and have a powerful mix of skills and insight that can be applied in a variety of different ways. Like Plato, your exceptional math and verbal skills make you very adept at explaining things to others — and at anticipating and predicting patterns. And that's just some of what we know about you from your IQ results.

Hmm... and suddenly I have exceptional math skills. Well I did think that I understood the math questions better when I was attempting this IQ Test. What I can't do is the ones with the diagrams. They almost always make no sense. I guess it involves a type of logic which I don't have. I don't think this is measured on the Mensa scoring, because if it is, it would mean that I'm a genius.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

The End Is Near

Done. Done. Done.

My first and last test in this entire course has been completed. In 30 minutes.

Anti-climax? Sort of. Relief? Definitely.

So now with the last biggie out of the way, I am on my way to finally being able to put this all behind me. Been there, done that. Self-actualised. Now let me get on with my life. My old life? Mmm... hopefully not. I don't want my same old life back. But I do want some of the old life back, when I could do nothing in the evenings if I wanted to. When I didn't have to spend 6 hours on the internet researching French philosophy, biennales and contemporary artists - and then finding that I actually haven't progressed very far at the end of that 6 hours. When I could spend my weekends doing things I liked for leisure without any guilt that I could have been doing research or writing that essay.

I would like to get more free time back, is what I am trying to say I guess. And I do hope that is what happens when I get back to full-time employment end of next week because I am starting to feel sucked back right into the hectic, crazy "we want everything yesterday" mode at work already. And I am not even full-time yet. Yikes!

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Monday, May 28, 2007

Open Letter To A Friend

To my dear friend,

Having been through what you are going through, not too long ago, the memory of that pain is still not completely buried. Time will bring new memories which will mask the hurt and in due course, it will ebb and go away. That much I can promise you, it won't just be masked and hidden and disguised, it will go away.

Certainty is better than uncertainty in this case, even if the certainty is not what you would want to hear. Having the answer, whatever it may be, will put an end to the emotional roller coaster that you are on. You are not strapped into your seat, being hurled up and down, left and right as you hurtle along on the ride. You feel that you are in too deep, and unable to pull the emergency brake to stop the crazy journey. But you can. Even if you feel you can't. When the time comes, you will know it and you can do it.

How do I know when is time, you ask. Well, the sad but sure signal to that is - when you can stand it no more. When you are put through the wringer so much that you hit rock bottom, that you feel so depressed as you've never been before, when you don't like the person that you've become - that will be when.

I hope you don't get that far, my friend. But if that is what you need to know, and when you are able to pull yourself out of the deep, dark abyss, I will be there, standing by with a hug and a cup of tea when it happens.


PS. I'm sorry I've taken the pessimistic perspective on this and have not addressed the possibility of things not ending like that, but on a happy note. If they do, it would mean things would have to take a dramatic turn, so that you would feel like a new person. If that happens, I would be really chuffed for you, but that must be a certainty and not just part of this uncertain roller coaster, sometimes up and sometimes down, emotional journey that you are now on...

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Saturday, May 26, 2007

Glebe Markets & More

Today was a great day out. It was sunny and beautiful and the Glebe markets was the first stop. It's a place full of potential wonderful, unique buys at reasonable prices. Lots of handmade stuff which make good presents. I went with honourable intentions of getting pressies for people back home as I'm due for a visit in 2 weeks.

However, after an hour plus of pleasant wandering around the stalls, I couldn't resist getting this vest for myself. It just caught my eye and I originally thought it was such a shame that it was kid size and asked the stall-holder if she made them in adult size. To my surprise, she confirmed they were adult sizes but she deliberately made them a small-cut becos she likes it that way! Oh... I tried it on and I knew I had to get it even though it was A$40 (she gave me a $5 discount after I asked very nicely but told me to keep it hush-hush as it takes her really long to make one). The handiwork is really neat and the fabric is from Japan. I lurve it - needless to say, I was a happy camper after that purchase.

We stopped shopping long enough to have a coffee and a yummy Hungarian pastry rolled in brown sugar and cinnamon. It was quite unusual as the pastry was light as it was rolled around a metal rod while being baked. It was like eating air-filled, light pastry filled with sweet spice. Mmmm... of cos it went really well with a coffee. There were others rolled in coconut, vanilla and chocolate as well - will have to try that on another visit.

After the market, we went back to Paddington for lunch. Still full from coffee and Hungarian pastry, I had a chicken soup with bread. Then we went off the the gallery for nourishment of the soul, now that we had nourished our bodies.

More pleasant wandering around the Paddo shops, saw an old side table with side leaves that I really like. I think I might go back and get it. Probably about 20 year old.

We spied little white teddy propped up alone on this bench outside a clothing shop. It was really cute but on our way back the same way, to our horror, we saw a bag lady bear-nap him. We were really torn between minding our own business and tipping off the shopowner that teddy has been bear-napped by the evil bag lady. Apathy won the day, I'm ashamed to say.

After more boutique hopping, we smelt coffee at an Italian deli. We had to stop for yet another coffee in a lovely setting, amongst all the beautiful Italian, gourmet grocery. Ah, a great day out in good company. Priceless.

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Friday, May 25, 2007

End Of Work Week

Shirin Neshat
"Women of Allah" - Untitled

Another Friday night at home. But I'm so tired tonight, I would rather be home than anywhere else. Long day at work, lots of uni work, plenty of uncertainty once again lurking around the corridors of my life.

Tonight is the deadline for emailing off the research paper to my supervisor. I had just done that, with some paranoia as to whether I've attached the right document, checking it twice. Now that it's done, I breathe a sigh of relief, and I don't want to look at it again... well till comments come in next week.

Tomorrow is another day. It will be at least a fun day with plans to go out and enjoy the sunshine, browse the Saturday Glebe market, spend money on some interesting, unusual things and have brunch with friends, before heading off to an artist's talk.

Looking forward to some time out before I plunge into the last stretch.


Thursday, May 24, 2007

Expect The Unexpected

Expect the unexpected. That should be my mantra, well it should have been for the last couple of months already. Except that I had thought that my life has settled down a little in the last month. Well today, I was presented with yet another completely unexpected proposition. There is an urgent need for a resource with certain skills for the Hong Kong office, the boss thought I would be a good fit and asked me what I thought about it. "Interesting..." was what I said - "interesting" is what you say when you don't have a real answer and want to buy time. Well, that's what I resort to anyway, I realise. Anyway, it's still being worked out and just very preliminary at this point in time. If I go, it would be for at least 3 months.

Starting over again in yet another foreign city. I wonder how I would fare, would I have no friends, no social life, no nothing and spend all my time at work. Or would I enjoy myself in the city that truly never sleeps? I like the food and the buzz and the shopping. The different scenery would be interesting but I am not sure I would like to live there for any extended period of time as Hong Kong always struck me as being too frenzied, too stressful and also really humid in the summer which would be when I would be there, if I were to be there at all. Which might be a nice change from the cold here as it is turning really chilly now, I have resorted to wearing my Austin Power lilac coat finally.

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Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Here And There

This evening is the first time this Autumn that I feel like I'm freezing, and I'm in the shoebox, not out on the streets. It's 15C, not an inordinately low temperature, but somehow the chill has suddenly descended. I pull on flannels over a t-shirt and bed socks are on even though I am not in bed. Even a warm dinner with a big mug of steaming tea was a temporary stop-gap measure. My feet still feel like ice.

I struggle with the last essay of my Masters course, I need to throw in Orientalism, feminism, and other philosophical concepts into the body of the essay. I am not quite succeeding. I stop to think how fast this 1.5 year course has gone by. And this is the last 2.5 weeks. I just can't figure out how time can slip by so, so quickly.

I stop to think how I can measure the last 1.5 years I've been here in Sydney. By the number of friends I've made? The number of apartments I've lived in? The times I've shed tears when I've felt all alone and lonely? Or by the number of essays/assignments I've completed? The amount of tuition fees I've paid? The number of rainbows and double rainbows I've seen?

I guess it's all of the above and more. And I am here because I am not somewhere else.

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Saturday, May 19, 2007

Feeding The Body, Feeding The Soul

Another Saturday night, alone in the shoebox. Almost the whole day was spent in front of the laptop finishing up my research paper. I think I am done, just need to go through it again and edit it some more to make it more succinct, but am not in an editing mood.

Took an hour off in the afternoon and collected the hand-held vacuum from C, and then went for a walk around the Paddington shops. I'm sure sitting in the same position in front of the laptop is going to cause DVT some day. And my eyesight has deteriorated with all the computer work as well - that much I'm pretty sure of. Must protect my lasiked eyes, must protect my lasiked eyes...

Decided to indulge in some baking therapy when I got home. Poppy seed cupcakes this time. However, because it took such a short time to get it done, the baking wasn't much of a therapy session. I think I will need to start making bread or something harder and more challenging. And more distracting.

Fresh from the oven, I soothe my tired body with a poppy seed cupcake. Mmm, warm and yummy, the cupcake had the right amount of "chew" to it. I just love the silicone moulds, they are the right size, not huge like muffins nor tiny, baby one-bite-and-all-gone either.

Feeding the body is easy. Feeding the weary soul is a wee bit harder.

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Friday, May 18, 2007

Food And Friends

Having heard so much about T's culinary skills, I finally got an invitation to have a taste myself last night. It did me good to get out of the shoebox on Thursday night and be with nice company as the day was a frustrating, irritating event at the office when I wasn't even supposed to be there.

So back to more pleasant stuff. We started with a lovely, crusty loaf of no-knead bread. I loved how the innards of the bread was elastic and mealy. It was really good, I might be convinced to try my hand at making it myself, having read about no-knead bread from my fave foodblogs for about a year now. But the idea of having to wait 15 hours for it to rise was just not a lesson in patience that I felt I needed. Hence the resistance thus far. We had the bread with 3 different types of cheese. I liked the vintage cheddar best, cheddar is still my fave cheese, I'm not sophisticated when it comes to cheese and will never be convinced that feta, choice of the chi-chi group, is any good. But I did succumb to a glass of red wine, it didn't make me sick and tasted rather nice. I might get used to it in due course perhaps?

Next was the rocket salad with pomegranate-molasses dressing. The rocket was just the right touch of bitter balanced with crunchy pomegranate with a tinge of sweet dressing.

The main course was an apricot-glazed chicken stuffed with really yummy spiced carrots and pumpkin with chilli. Finger-licking good! The 6 of us demolished the chicken in record time, with the folks who really need their carbs, dousing steamed white rice with the leftover chicken gravy and savouring every last drop of the gravy.

And finally dessert. That was a pomegranate and cranberry tart topped with a meringue and served with a dollop of vanilla ice-cream. The portion was just nice and the crunchy pomegranate and cranberry filling was a good contrast in texture with the soft meringue topping.

And as a sort of palate cleanser of sorts, we snacked on the sweet persimmons and the grapes that I brought. A refreshing end to a yummy meal in enjoyable company.

Food and friends - 2 of my favourite things and always a happy combination in my books!

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Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Presence Of The Absence

I was studying for my image test, googling the images of various artworks on the internet. Coming across more works of Felix Gonzalez-Torres, a Cuban-born conceptual artist who had died of AIDS-related complications in 1996, it strikes me how poetic his works are.

Conceptual art is something I don't particularly appreciate, I don't usually "get" the concept and hence, am unable to feign an appreciation for it, even though it may be all the rage. But with the works of Felix Gonzalez-Torres, especially "Perfect Lovers", "Lover Boys" and "AIDS Billboard", the concept behind is simple. It is all about the special someone in your life. How you co-exist in tandem as perfect lovers, but when one of you exits this life before the other, the one left behind is akin to a clock that is ticking just a second slower than the other seemingly identical clock, placed side by side.

As installed for The Museum of Modern Art, New York
"Projects 34: Felix Gonzalez-Torres"
May 16 - June 30, 1992, in 24 locations throughout New York City

The "AIDS Billboard" is particularly poignant. It doesn't take very much for the viewer to "get" the message behind it. The presence of the absence (how I love the phrase) is clear for all to see. The image is pure poetry. The someone who was lying on that pillow, in that bed - all that remains of him is the memory left behind by the indentation. This absence is painfully obvious.

Like Gonzalez-Torres who grieved for his special someone who had died in 1990, we all have at one time or other, grieved for the loss of a special someone - a parent, a loved one, a friend, a relative. And what remains is the void left behind, the absence making its presence felt in our lives. Sometimes like a big gaping hole, sometimes like a almost-healed wound which doesn't quite completely close up and occasionally causes a prick of pain, reminding you it's still there.

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Less And More

In another 3 weeks, life as I know it now should change. There will be no more:-
a. sitting at the laptop for hours doing endless research;
b. trying to digest Foucault, Edward Said and other equally difficult to comprehend readings on
French philosophy, Orientalism and other stuff that "normal" people don't (or choose not to) read;
c. desperately trying to break out of a writer's block and trying to complete three essays one after another;
d. attempting to stay awake in the airless classroom and take notes on Eurocentric Vision lectures (as I do find the topcs interesting).

There should be more:-
a. mindless TV watching on weeknights;
b. aimless wandering around parks, art galleries and markets on weekends;
c. trying to find new activities to fill up my new-found spare time;
d. making new friends;
e. trips to explore more of Australia.

Changes. The only thing that is certain in my life.

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Sunday, May 13, 2007

Bills At Surry Hills

I had a vision when I was living in Surry Hills. I wanted to try as many cafes in Surry Hills, as my wallet and time would allow. I kinda lost that vision after a while. I think I didn't venture further than Fifi Foveaux.
Well, today there was a rekindling of that vision. We went to Bills for brunch (the scarlet petals littering the pavement on my way there, made a pretty picture of Autumn I just had to stop in my tracks and take a photo). After reading reviews and foodblogs about the corn fritters and scrambled eggs (although not one of my fave food, in fact I would go to great lengths to AVOID scrambled eggs), we decided to have a reunion at Bills. Haven't seen L and Y for least half a year, so it was good that we all reunited at a cool brekkie cafe and got to taste what Bills is famous for.

We decided to share so that we can all try everything. We got the corn fritters with baby spinach and bacon; scrambled eggs with mushrooms and sourdough toast; ricotta hotcakes with bananas and syrup; and coconut bread. I especially like the corn fritters and the coconut bread (not pictured). My nose might have been stuffed up cos I couldn't taste the egginess of the scrambled eggs (which was a plus) - or perhaps to be more positive, the eggs were so well-cooked, creamy and smooth that the eggy taste was not obvious.

We lingered over brunch for almost 2 hours after a 15 minute wait for a table. It was a really pleasant morning hanging out with friends. But oh how we struggled to finish everything even though the food was good. Y being the only guy, was automatically awarded the honours of vacuuming up the leftovers which he performed admirably. I am still feeling full as I blog this entry.

On the way back, I stopped in at the Bourke Street Bakery and bought a loaf of sourdough bread. They make the best sourdough bread and it's been a while since I had it. And am finally making the first pot of COC (Chicken, Onion and Carrot) soup this Autumn. Comforting smells are wafting through the shoebox now... oh happy day.

PS: The one drumstick I threw into the pot wasn't enough to flavour the soup, so I made meatballs with the rest of the minced pork and it was excellent.

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Saturday, May 12, 2007

Foodie Musings

I made chicken-rice rice tonight as I had a craving. But there was no chicken to go with it, I made beef with green capsicum in a honey mustard gravy. Pretty tasty if I may say so myself. Then as I emailed foodie tips to a friend who has recently moved into my old neighbourhood back in Singapore, I started drooling, cannot wait for my trip back in early June, in less than a month's time.

Mmmmm...... I especially want some pot sticklers and xiao long bao (and God knows how many xiao long baos I ate on my last trip home). The ones I had here in Shanghai town a couple of months back, left a bad taste (literally) in my mouth. The pork was just too "porky" if you know what I mean. Not good at all. The latest explanation a friend has come up with as to what causes this "porkiness" is that it is an affliction of male pigs. Sows apparently do not have this problem. I am not entirely convinced by this - hormones? And since Asian butchers here sell pork without this "porky" smell whereas supermarket and other Western butchers' offerings are invariably "porky", does it mean that Asian butchers sell sows but Western butchers sell boars? How can that be - a division along gender lines?

Ok enough about pigs. Tomorrow, we are having brunch at "Bills", famous for its wonderful brekkie. Watch this space.


Friday, May 11, 2007

Random Thoughts For Autumn

Had a nice dinner with a friend (actually old classmate) at the Sebel Hotel Pier One the other night. Realised that I have known this classmate for half my lifetime. A VERY long time.

The weather was nice, warm for an Autumn's night actually. I had the veal escallope and had no room for dessert. We sat outdoors and had a long chat over a slow dinner. It is nice to be with a friend whom you have known for a long time. It is comforting to know that some relationships do last a long time, and even if you aren't always in close contact, there are friends whom you can just pick up where you left off and carry on the chat. Several of my friends from uni fall into this category, and mostly happen to be men. Well some are women, so I guess the gender categorisation isn't really useful.

Another realisation linked to this is that I'm beginning to get used to the idea of going out in the dark when it really isn't late yet. I mean last Autumn and Winter, it was depressing to be out when it's dark when you know it really isn't late yet, like it was just 6 pm or thereabouts. I preferred to sit at home, drinking a cup of tea and watching TV, feeling safe and protected. But this Autumn, I've begun to go out more during this time and not feel that I need to be at home. Perhaps it is a sign of becoming less affected by SAD.

My old pair of brown suede shoes were leaking. I had walked so much in them I had worn out the heel part of the soles and water was coming through. Time to retire them. The cheerful yellow caught my eye and I decided they were the ones to replace the brown suedes. They are leather and very light-weight.

Also bought a set of fitted sheets, these are beige with Japanese cherry blossom prints in flannelette. All ready to snuggle up for the winter.

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Wednesday, May 09, 2007

How Time Flies

Untitled (Perfect Lovers), 1987-90
Felix Gonzalez-Torres

In The Following Ways:-

1. In 4 weeks' time I would be done with my uni course.
2. In 4.5 weeks' time I would be on a plane to Singapore.
3. In 4.5 weeks' time I would be starting a full-time job in a new role at work.
4. In 5 weeks' time I would be another year older.
5. In 5 weeks' time I would be on vacation.

PS. It's been 3 weeks since I've felt like I'm living a new lease of life since making myself climb out of the abyss into the sunlight...

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Saturday, May 05, 2007

A Full Saturday

I took advantage of the last burst of sunny days before the cold front hits Sydney to cram in loads today. It was a day for tank top, bermudas and slapping on the sunblock, pretty good for May, for a person susceptible to the Seasonally Affected Disorder, the simple outfit was EMPOWERING.

It was finally the first Saturday of the month that I was finally free to make it to the Surry Hills market. This is one of my favourite weekend markets, it appears that the theme for the day was vintage clothings. I wasn't very interested in that but I was sorely tempted by a couple of lamps with ceramic bases. The problem was I liked the base, I liked the shade, but I didn't like them combined. So I had to give them a miss, although I might reconsider the lime green one the next month if it's still available. I also considered a pair of nesting coffee tables, pretty much 70s retro style with those spindley legs. I see them in Vinne's and they were a steal at $10 for the pair. But I resist cos I am still in the shoebox and haven't gotten a new place yet. It's probably best to have the place and then to work with it rather than the other way round. I was also tempted by a couple of cases, like suitcases, but smaller versions, a little like those book bags/suitcases that some of the kids used to carry to school but I wanted the little one which would be the size of a handbag really. And yet I exercised my supreme self-control. I wonder what had gotten into me??

Empty-handed and without parting with a single cent, I trotted off to the national art gallery again and on the way there, stopped in at St. Mary's Cathedral once more, to sit in the serenity and peace and alone in a pew in the middle of the church, have some quiet moments with myself and the Big Man. I debated if to light a candle but decided I wasn't ready for that yet plus I wasn't sure if you can light ONE candle and pray for a whole bunch of things and people or if you had to light ONE for every person. Obviously not familiar with the Catholic protocol, must find out first.

After doing a round of the new exhibition at the gallery, I collect my free weekend papers from the front and boy, do they weigh a ton. I trudge slowly along the pavement, debating if I should head towards the wonderful prawn noodle cafe since I was (kinda) in the vicinity. I decide I should indeed and indulge myself in a yummy bowl of prawn noodle soup and also a bowl of bo bo cha cha for dessert despite being too full to finish up my noodles. Mmmm... I was enjoying lunch so much I forgot to take pictures.

A day out also means a stop at a bookshop (or 2 or 3). I spent an hour ensconced in a comfy armchair reading some fluff. Then I made a move (before the sun sets) and ended up at Hyde Park where I plonked myself on the grass and read my own book. Lying on my back on the grass, I had a different perspective of my environment, very useful for developing a sense of self-awareness and seeing things from a perspective different from one's usual point of view.

With the sunlight fading, I pull on my cardigan and decide that I cannot possibly make the 30-minute trek home with the heavy bag of newspapers (despite the fact I had shed the Recruitment and Sports sections much earlier already). So it was the bus to the rescue, and when I got off at my stop, I got distracted by the bookshop at my street and went inside for another round of reading. This time, got interested in fluff that was actually pretty useful - "Straight Talk From Gay Guys, or What Your Girlfriends Can't Tell You". After internalising some pretty useful lessons from our "sisters", I decided it was really, really time to go home. And put my feet up. But the minute I got inside the shoebox, my phone rings. It was C asking if I had dinner plans. Um no, I had planned to zap a couple of hotdogs and eat them with mushy peas. So we make plans to meet in an hour and a half and I had a temporary respite from my busy Saturday, which wasn't over yet obviously.

We had the fabulous $8 steak at our favourite pub bistro and the sticky date pudding with ice-cream. Scrumptious and sinful but I don't care. I can't have come all this way and not have the pudding. It's unforgiveable. Plus a gin & tonic for this teetotaler cos C convinced me that the drinks (being so cheap) are super diluted. She was right, I didn't really have any of my usual allergic reactions except for my ears heating up a little. Then we took a nice walk, the night was actually warm even though it was 19C, checked up the local pubs around Crown St but they were either too crowded or the vibe wasn't right. So we didn't have a second drink in the end.

And finally at 11 pm, I got home and put my feet up...


Friday, May 04, 2007

Craving For Cold Food

This evening I had a craving for cold food when I was at the supermarket, forgetting my boring Friday night with some grocery retail therapy. I walked past the frozen section and a frozen apple pie called out to me, "Oh yes, you want an apple pie uhuh..." and then twin tubs of banana-and-honey yoghurt, mmm an interesting combination - seeing how I like bananas in everything except bananas. Cheese was on sale, so even though I have that bell-pepper cheddar from Tilba which I have yet to sink my teeth into, I had to get the cheese slices. Then I thought I would probably have a simple dinner tonight - hotdog! So the Turkish pide rolls and a tub of seafood salad to fill up the bread as well went into the basket. Despite it being 22C, tonight feels really warm, perhaps that's why my body was lulled into craving for cold food tonight.

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

One Of My Best Moments

In December 2006, I walked into a lovely ceramics gallery by chance. The zen and tranquil feel of the gallery was soothing and comforting. Then I met the 2 people who work there and they are equally welcoming and J, the owner is one of the kindest, nicest people I've known in my life. It is one of the best moments I've had in my year of living here, when I walked into that gallery and met J and M. And so I started my association with them, working 3 days then 2 days a week as an intern. Learning lots about ceramics and life.
And even though I complain that I have so little time to do my own thing because of uni, work and internship, the best part was internship even though it was the thing that didn't pay.

Today is my last day at the gallery as an intern. But I know it is not the end of the association with the gallery, J and M. I will be back, frequently I promise J and he knows it. He hasn't seen the last of me yet.

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Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Baker's Dozen - Get Happy

Baking is therapeutic. I baked date cupcakes this evening, and inaugurated the new lime green silicone cupcake moulds I bought last week. Not that I was in need for therapy cos I'm doing fine. Another 3 papers to write in another 5 weeks to the end of my Masters course. Into my third week of life after toxicity eradication. I am doing well, things are looking up. I have TV and am getting reacquainted with "NCIS", "CSI", "Desperate Housewives" and "Grey's Anatomy" and also have recently been introduced to "Brothers and Sisters" and "Ugly Betty". I am toying with a trip home plus a short holiday using home as a spring board, come mid-June or so.

In my own inspirational words of wisdom, "With every sunset, there will come a sunrise". I dedicate this post to my friend who is going through an uncertain and difficult period right now.

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